I don't think that there is anything more precious and simple than the joy family brings to little ones. More often than not, the little things are what capture their hearts. From cardboard boxes, to snuggling, to just playing with them. The things that are priceless yet free. Well, sorta if you don't count the cost of plane tickets from Oregon to Texas ;-)
Mias still a little young to understand the ins and outs of a calender countdown but shes been telling me on a weekly basis since a month ago that she was going to show Nana and Grandpa her booboo finger that she almost cut off completely in the dust collector 6 months ago. Boy, do they have a memory! I wonder if she'll always remember things that happened to her while she was under 2 years old.Mr. Benton aka pouter. He's been waiting for this day for over a month now, carefully and excitingly crossing out each and every day that goes by on his countdown calender. He's not much of an adventurer. He hates heights, he hates anything thats dangerous. All of which is moms fault. Must be first child while dads on deployment syndrome.
I don't take selfies but if toddlers took selfies, it would be effortless. Somehow they always look amazingly cute without having to pose. :-)
Mia, milking attention from grandpa. Its just too easy!
Apparently, mom and dad do not give enough back scratches according to Benton.
Sometimes I forget Mias a little girl because all she does is play with cars and act like a monster. Then she just gets so absorbed into picking flowers that she doesn't realize everyone's a mile ahead.
Because when there are monster truck tires, they must be stacked. Or because when men get together, they want to try and break their backs.
Yup
Miss Mia has no fear. Mom has fear enough for both of them.
Benton, not so sure about this
Cuties