Selfies With Mom

I think the title clearly explains the post. Haha!

I am soooo blessed!!!

6 Months

Weight: 15 lbs 14 oz

Length: 27 1/2

 Length = in percentile 75
Weight = between percentile 5 and 10

Doc said he was going down on the charts and we needed to increase his food. The dude eats like a horse!!! Camden is always a happy baby unless he's hungry. Ain't nobody gonna mess with him not eating on time. LOL! 

He is such a good baby and super smiley (unless, of course, I get out my camera). He loves, emphasis on loves, his blanket that Aunt Rae-Rae made him. If he's tired and ready for bed, he might get a little fussy until I lay the blanket on him. He snuggles down and is soon asleep. He pokes his toes through it.

4th Snaps

Here are some snapshots of our fun day! 

The kiddos expressions...haha!

We love Aunt Debbie!

Twins...or so everyone still thinks.

Like Father, Like Son

Anyone who knows Wesley knows about his motors. Weston is following right along much to his mother's dismay. ;) He knows how to start them, but needs a little "muscle" from Dad. He also shuts them down by himself. <----that does="" his="" make="" mother="" nervous.="" p="">

"Ta-la!"

Fast Review

We've been busy, busy, busy! Here's a short recap:

Camden-4 months

Length: 25 1/2"

Weight: 14 lbs 9 oz

Length = 50-75%
Weight = 25-50%

He is perfect! :)

He has to have surgery closer to a year to have a skin tag removed.

Mother's Day

My dream came true when I became a Mommy, but they sure keep me hoppin'!

Weston turned 3. He is ornery, but a sweetie if that makes sense. :) 

Wes roofed our church. I even got up there and helped.

 Not getting his food fast enough.

Father's Day

This man is an awesome dad!

We've hit up several yard sales and found some goodies. Maybe I'll do a separate post on those later.

Family camp was awesome! Everyone had a great time. Saturday night was a night we will never forget.

 I'm barely getting in his monthly pictures on time. HA! 5 months and going strong. He is cutting teeth and not real happy about it. He is normally a very happy and content baby-just likes to be fed on time. Don't we all?!

I'm sure I forgot something, but such is life!

WV Hills

On Monday we took a family day out and explored some new territory. We passed a sign about an overlook, so on our way back home we decided to stop. I'm scared of heights and having no idea what we were getting into, I started barking out orders of holding hands and not letting the kids out of our sights. HA! We followed the wooden path and stopped at the first deck.

We had just crossed over the bridge and looking down was reeeeally far. There were some more steps leading further down, so we decided to check it out.

Going down was easy...

...coming back up alerted me of some new muscles I had.

It was definitely pretty! I would love to see it in the fall.

Oh, The Places You'll Go...

Ever stop and ponder about your children's feet? ;) Kind of a strange body part to stop and think about, as usually it's more of their mouths and the cute things they say or awkward things they say. Maybe it's their little hands getting into everything they shouldn't be in.

I wanted a picture of my kiddo's feet-which was just as hard as getting all 3 to smile at the same time. You can see that one of Camden's is a blur because he was constantly moving. Nothing has changed since he was in the womb. I thought I might print it and put it in a frame downstairs, but was looking for a quote to describe it. As I was browsing "feet quotes" (fairly certain I've never said that before), this Dr. Seuss one grabbed my attention.

I have no idea what my children's futures hold-where their feet will take them. I'm fairly certain that my mom and Nancy never looked at Wes and I's baby feet and said, "I bet they'll walk the hills of West Virginia with 3 little kiddos trailing behind them."

Who knows? My children's feet may squish sand between their toes while living in Florida or be extra pale against the natives feet of Papua New Guinea. Maybe they'll need extra support shoes for walking the hospital floors serving as a nurse or enjoy the comfort of slippers while chasing little ones and stealing hugs and kisses throughout the day. Perhaps one will wear boots to help protect his feet while fighting fires or comfy flats for standing at the chalkboard (or whatever they'll use by then).

My children's feet will go places only their Creator knows about. And, oh! the places it'll be! I sometimes feel that I am not doing much in this crazy thing called life. But, wow! what a huge responsibility I have in training those tiny feet to go in the right direction. There are so many paths they could travel, so many adventures they could embark on.

I have to train them to follow God's path. My greatest desire isn't for those feet to wear name brand only shoes, or stand before a judge defending, or make millions jumping for a basketball shot, or to be on Hollywood's red carpet. Wherever His path may lead them, I want them to go down it. My prayer is that those feet will someday walk the streets of gold! What better "place to go?"