Pictures

Some recent pictures of all of our babies:













...BoBo, Samson, Sambo, Boovy, Boovis, Boovinator, Bo-nator













...Emma, Wooley, Woolinator, Emma-lou, Woolis, Woogey, Woog, Sister














...Mary, Mary Wade, Baby Mary, Mermy, Merm, Mervis, Merminator

The Best Day Of My Life...

...was seven years ago today. I love you Wade Lee Latham. Happy Anniversary!

Privates

Our sweet, innocent Emma went to a friend's house to play this afternoon. When she came home after playing, she was very upset and we talked about her afternoon and why she was so distraught. Her friend's older brother (who is six) was apparently quite smitten with our girl, and spend the afternoon trying to woo her. When he realized chivalry was getting him nowhere, he resorted to drastic measures; he showed my precious daughter his "privates".
When Emma told me this, I panicked. She was clearly bothered by what happened, but did not want to talk about it. After a few minutes, she finally opened up and told me that the little boy took his belt off and was slinging it around over his head like a lasso. I was FREAKING OUT on the inside, but I waited for her to continue.
And then she said "That's when he lifted up his shirt and showed me his privates."

Mr. Fix-It

Wade Latham is beyond smart. He may very well be the most brilliant man I've ever met. He is detail-oriented, logical, and thorough when solving a problem. So, on the RARE occasion that he makes a mistake, I absolutely must share it with everyone I know.
Over the weekend, I broke one of my flower arrangements. Wade sat down at the kitchen table with the broken vase, Gorilla Glue, and a roll of masking tape. He applied the glue, used the masking tape roll to stabilize the top part of the vase, then placed the top of the vase on the base. Shockingly, it wasn't until it dried that he realized what he'd done:

Seeing her Daddy's chagrin over his little blunder, Emma cheerily suggested "That's okay, Daddy. We can just wait until it breaks again. Then it will come right off!"

Fun With Photo Booth

One of Emma's favorite pastimes is playing with the Photo Booth program on our computer. If she twists our arms, Wade and I can occasionally be persuaded to partake. We were all being so silly but noticed that Mary seemed nervous about it, and didn't want to have her picture taken. We didn't force the issue and took several silly ones ourselves. Wade finally talked Mary into "posing" for one or two, so we got some crazy shots of everybody!

...Believe it or not, I didn't marry him for his looks.

...A little creepy, but she doesn't tend to argue as much this way.

...As if Wade doesn't have all he can handle with just one of me.

...Clearly, Emma has her Mother's smile.

...And Mary gets her broad shoulders from her Daddy.

...One last crazy one.

...My sweet and silly girls.