Thursday, April 30, 2009

Mila's Smiles

For those not on Facebook, here are a few of my favorite pictures of Mila, so far.  We're still not so sure who she looks like.  She definitely has Cas' dimples when she smiles, but for now, that's all I see.  If you ask my mom, she's looks like Laurie, Madelaine, Edie, Grandma Lorraine. . .

Monday, April 27, 2009


Easter was so fun this year.  I thought that Jackson was still too young to get into the festivities, but he really had a good time.  Of course, the Easter Bunny came to our house, hid eggs and brought both kids a basket full of goodies.  Jackson actually understood the concept of finding the eggs and found all twelve with just a little coaching.
Once we finished up at our house, we headed to Los Altos for church and then on to Papa and Tutu's for brunch. Here are the pictures from the day!

Easter 2009

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Rock Star

We had some friends over the Saturday before Easter, and the afternoon ended with a little thing I like to call Rock Band. Jackson absolutely loved it.

I was on the microphone, and a few times he grabbed it out of my hands to perform his version of whatever song was playing. That pretty much consisted of him trying to fit the entire thing in his mouth. Mostly he was sitting on the couch, applauding our amazing synchronization (i think you get extra points for that).

Finally, we set him up on the drums and I must say, he looks like a natural.

Every 80's rocker mom's dream. . .

Here is a slideshow of the rest of the pictures.:

Monday, April 6, 2009

Grandma Cathie and Papa Jim's Visit

Both Grandma Cathie and Papa Jim were able to visit us after Mila was born.  They couldn't come at the same time, which was a bummer, but it was actually nice to have some alone time with each of them.  I know Jackson enjoyed the attention!

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Random pictures from the past two months

I finally got the last of the pictures since Mila's birth organized.  This is probably my favorite picture of Jackson so far this year. 

I don't know who's picking out those clothes, but that dude needs a stylist, pronto.