April 15, 2012

happy belated Easter


happy belated Easter!
I'm only a week late this time.


Every time I try to get pictures of all my kids together,
I am reminded why I VERY rarely ever get pictures of all my kids together.
HOLY.GONG.SHOW.
Out of about 50 pictures (seriously) these were the only two that were decent enough (kind of) to make it to the blog.
Arggg!
 Good thing I kinda love these sweet faces anyways :) 

nine



My Ryder had a birthday a few weeks ago.
And he is now a nine-year old.


These pictures are a very good likeness of this kid.
He NEVER wears a shirt (unless he has to of course).
The second he gets home from school, the shirt is off.
I have NO idea why he does this.




Ryder is the complete definition of a boy.
He loves everything "boy".
From riding horses, branding, and working with his dad.


to playing hockey.
And he is so obsessed with hockey right now. 
That's all he talks about.
That's all he wants to play. Ever. (just ask his sisters- they get so tired of him bribing them to play with him).
All he wants to watch on tv is hockey (and sometimes the odd baseball,football or basketball game). 
For his birthday all he wanted was the hockey package on direct tv so he could watch all the NHL games. 
Sorry to say (but not really, a girl can only take so much hockey :)) he didn't get his wish.



He played defence (and sometimes center) on his novice team this year. He plays with so much heart and makes it so much fun to watch. They only lost 2 games this season (and lets just say a few tears were shed each time).


His hockey team ended up winning the league championship.
He was just a little excited.
I just wish I would have had my video ready to record his celebration dance. Darn! It was a gooder!




This was at the triathalon last summer


and coach pitch last spring


His most favorite Christmas present. 
The Crosby jersey.
And a pretty sweet bedhead.


Despite how much of a BOY this kid is, he still manages to be my most sensitive kid.
He seems to be able to sense when I need his help the most.
And he is always the first to say "I love you mom".
I can never say I love you without him saying it back. Every time.
Melt.My.Heart.
Love it, and oh how I love this boy!!

April 8, 2012

eleven

My little Sadie is now an eleven year old. 
How did that happen??


Sadie is my one child that actually likes getting her picture taken (hence the massive amount of pics in this post).
Ok maybe like is too strong of a word.
Let's just say she is the only one that doesn't bolt the second she sees my camera (usually).


Sadie is my little miss crafty pants.
She would rather do that than anything.
She can make anything out of nothing.
It's quite amazing actually.


She is also my little fashionista(sp?).
She's been doing her own hair for years now and she is so good at it. She can straighten, curl, french braid, you name it.
It's so nice to have one less girls hair to do in the morning.
Sometimes I even get her to do Maysa's (and sometimes even gracie's) hair. It is so nice!
I never have to remind her to do her hair, because it is always done (unlike her older sis :))




Sadie is my stubborn child and won't stop until she gets what she wants. So after much,much whining pursuading, her pushover mother gave in and let her have just a few friends over for a late night party. Let's just say, I am not the biggest fan of big birthday parties with tons of friends (been there done that). Mainly because I'm a lazy parent. But also because I swear my kids get invited to b-day parties pretty much weekly. So annoying.




Sadie is getting pretty fun to shop for. She no longer cares for toys whatsoever. She is now into clothes, straighteners, hair things and products, nail polish etc. Right up my ally. For her birthday I got her her own straightener and she was thrilled to pieces. Her sibs tease her constantly about being a girly-girl, to which she strongly denies.


 Here's a few pics of the girly on her birthday.



what a poser!!



her new bike


Sadie and her besties, Avery and Savannah.



 yah I know the cake is amazing. Just call me Martha. 
Thank you pinterest :)