family saturdays

My mind is still trying to catch up with the idea that it is MAY. May, people. My baby is almost 15 months old.

This past week has been a rough one - we've all been sick with what we have fondly named "the plague", a lovely combination of a 24-hour stomach bug and a lingering virulent cold. At one point Thomas and I were so sick and exhausted and Judah was unsettled and screaming and wouldn't sleep... we were at the end of our ropes. We were wishing for our own mommies! Thankfully we have some sweet friends (thank you Koerners, and Anna!) who dropped off supplies and we are recovering slowly.

Thinking back to happier times... on Saturday a couple weeks ago we went on a little outing to a field nearby. Family Saturdays are my favorite kind. We get to spend all day with Dada... Judah is always so excited when he wakes up and finds that Dada is at home!

Judah is at such a fun age, and I love to capture his joy and intensity as he plays.

This $2 orange spiky ball = hours of happy playtime.

Favorite. picture. ever.

The Cheeks.

I can't ever get over your adorable little face. Looking at pictures of you almost makes me want to go pick you up from your crib and squeeze you. Almost. Wouldn't want to wake you up.

helicopters & dinosaurs

I took Judah to the playground yesterday, and we were the only people there. Perhaps because it was like 45 degrees which is freakishly cold for Dallas at the end of April.

But we bundled up and had a great time anyway!

And Judah was incredibly adorable, as always.

So I took a bazillion pictures of him, of course.

This kid is happiest when he's outside.

Seriously, even if he is teething or sick and extremely grumpy (like today), we step outside and he is happy as can be.

[Oh 100 degree Texan summer, how I dread you.]

Who IS this big boy?

We saw probably 10 military helicopters fly right over us, and Judah was in awe.

For the rest of the time we were at the playground, every minute or so, he stopped and looked and pointed up at the sky.
"Mama? Popper? Popper?" ("popper" = helicopter, haha)

Then he found a mirror :)

And then we discovered stairs... up and down, up and down...

Always so excited when he got to the top :)

I just love and adore him, and his precious little face.

He found a plastic dinosaur ("di-saw"), and the very first thing he did was run up and kiss it. I about died from the cuteness. He kept coming back again and again to give it another kiss.

Oh! Another helicopter!

More kisses for dinosaur.

Silly boy

When I told him it was time to go home, he ran back to the dinosaur and gave him a hug!

Seriously... I can hardly handle the cute things he does sometimes! I just melt into a puddle.