These are some of my favorite instagrams lately. Few words, and lots of pictures.
Park dates are in full swing. Both boys are big fans. And so is this Mama.
Carson cut Daddy's hair, and was thrilled as can be. He was so proud, and as you can tell...Carl was a bit nervous.
We had a bad snowstorm. On May 2nd. In the Spring. I was very less than impressed.
Birthday parties. Birthday cake and ice cream....count me in!
True Country boy. He does this all. the. time. At first? I wasn't so sure. But now? It is so convenient! Go ahead, little buddy, go find yourself a tree, or a bush, or whatever. Ha.
We went to the circus. Carson loved the elephants, and Weston just loved all the action. We were all impressed with the show!
The Ham Ball in the Fam.
Golfing is a new favorite for the boys. I love to watch them both play.
Sun hats are a true sign of Summertime. Doesn't get much cuter.
This guy is a true Mama's boy, and I am in love with that fact.
The boys are thoroughly enjoying their new play house. A lot of time has been spent in there. I just love that smile!
The fearless, never-stopping, gutsy, energetic wounded soldier. He took a tumble down a few stairs. On pavement, of course.
Sportin' the Bengals. Boy does he make his Daddy proud!
Park play dates. We all love them.
And the famous, so darn cute "O" face from Weston. He does it at the funniest, and most appropriate time.
Memorial Day flags. A favorite of mine. A time to reflect, and thank a soldier, or two.
Time spent with my handsome, better half.
Morning snuggles with little Wes. Before our day even begins.
We work on tracing our hands, and writing, and letters on Fridays. Carson likes to add his finger nails to the picture after he traces his hand. It was so fun to watch him add his finishing touches to his picture.
Chatting with friends, cheering to the weekend with a drink, and watching the kiddos play as they develop new friendships.
A Date Night out with my good-lookin Hubby as we enjoyed a band play some amazing music.
Stud. Doesn't he look so grown up in this picture? It makes me cry a little bit.
This picture. Man, my heart smiles big when I take a glance at this picture. My love for them is so great. These two are quite the pair. I am in love with watching these brothers grow up together. I mean, don't get me wrong, I am almost positive one is going to get severely injured from the other, but life is grand.
Carson loves to rock out on his dog guitar. It is so fun to watch him have fun with it, and act like he is truly playing a very legit song. And his favorite setting? The dog one. This thing may, or may not have, almost landed in the garbage a time or two. I held myself back. Carson, you are welcome.
A single stroller turned into a double. They were crammed in that thing, and both were happy as could be. Thank goodness they were in the mood to get along that day.
Throwing a fit by the door because he couldn't go outside to play. He does this every. single. time. we bring him in the house. The boy loves to play outside. But, Daddy was mowing, and that sends Carl into a complete nervous tizzy when the kids are outside while he is mowing. And, because, hanging out with Mom inside just isn't fun, apparently.
Carson survived his very first dentist appointment! I am so proud of this little guy. He was so excited for the appointment, until we were called back to the chair. And on our way to the chair, we walked by a few people/noises/sights he didn't care to see in an unfamiliar place. So, he clung tight to me. He sat on my lap in the chair, and the dentist counted all 20 of his teeth, and found no cavities. Yay! Successful trip, no doubt.
I have been working my buns off, and still getting up at 4:15 every morning to get this. Yes, that is very early...if you were wondering. And no, I am NOT a morning person :) (My shirt is being tugged by the cutie that goes by the name Wes. Ha.)
Brothers. In matching Puma outfits. With arms around each other. It doesn't get much better! Holy blessed is this Mama.
Parade candy, and freshly painted grey nails. Yes, this is my color of choice. Ask my husband what my favorite color is. Ha! Oh, and frooties? Man, they are a weakness of mine. I love those things. I have raided the bucket, and fished out almost all of them. I didn't say I was proud of that, but it is what it is :)
Happy Hump Day! It's been a rather stressful one for this Chick, so I am leaning heavily on this right now. All will be well.