I Want To Stop Time.

The words have not been invented to describe how much I love this kid.

I can't get enough of him.

If there was a magic pill that would freeze him at this age...

I would consider it...

not really... or...er... maybe just for a year... or two...

Hannah Banana Montana Lives in a Cabana.

The best parts of my day are with Hannah.

In the morning, she greets me happily.
After her nap, she snuggles with me while we watch a movie.
At night we sing and read together on her little bed.

It's fun to be around her.

She's has fabulous and funny things to say.

I love her girly guts.

What's Wrong With This Picture?

Don't worry, he's buckled in.

He just rides like that sometimes.

The Mirror.

My mom has a GIANT mirror.
It runs floor to ceiling. Wall to wall.

It's a big, fat, giant mirror. You get the picture.

It's so big some people walk right into it because they think it's another room. (You'd think they would see their own reflection and figure it out)

I spent a percentage of my childhood in front of that mirror because it's so fun to look at yourself.

Hannah loves to look at herself.



Asher does too.





Thanks for letting us crash at your house for 3 weeks Mom.

We had fun looking at ourselves.



p.s. They are both 10 months old in these pictures.


Click here or here for Hannah having some more fun with mirrors.

Mom's Magical Jewelry Box.

A mother's jewelry box has a mysterious power that a daughter is drawn to. You just have to open it and look inside.

A mother's jewels are magical objects that can mesmerize a child for hours.

I remember sneaking into my mother's room, opening up her box, and looking at all her jewelry with respectful awe.

They were the most amazing things a little girl had ever seen!

It's a couple decades later and my mom has given me some of those magical items that I still find myself dazed over.

Thanks mom. I love them.

And the torch has been passed on.

Hannah loves loves loves to wear my jewelry.

Everyday I find her sneaking in my box and looking at all the shiny objects.

I love that girl. But...

The death count of my broken bracelets currently stands at 6.

Bummer.

Year 5.

It's been five years Jared, and I still like you.

We got away for a few days to celebrate our anniversary with a little snowboarding.

On our way back to Chicago we saw the Ski Resort from the air. How random.

Special thanks to my mom for watching the kids for a couple days so we could have a blast without them.

Picture Of The Month - January

Asher's first Christmas.

Can't remember why he was naked.