A Firefighter's Wife

Today, we went to a local preschool through 5th grade to check it out for Des (and by default, for the girls).  Anyway, we went with Des’ two best friends: his cousin Kaliea and Charlotte.  As we took the tour, the kids played and ran around.
When we got home, Des kept asking me if he [...]

Des: Momma, Daddy nice.
Me: Yeah, Daddy is nice.
Des: Daddy nice.  He give me lollipops.
Me: Oh, yeah?  He does.  That’s nice of him.
Des: Yeah.
Me: Am I nice?  Is Mommy nice?
Des: No. Mommy not nice.  Mommy don’t give Desmond lollipops.

The other day, we were at my parents’ house and Des was playing with his train tracks there.  As he was playing, he looked up and asked me to take a picture of him.  I was kind of shocked that he asked for that being that he usually refuses to let me take pictures of [...]

Full disclosure: I stole this idea from my friend Sarah and her blog.
1. The other night, when I was giving Isla a bath, Des came in to help me (which really consists of him playing with the bath water).  As he sat there and played, he looked at Isla and then at me.  Then he [...]

My sweet boy,
You turned 2 and a half last week.  To be honest, we didn’t do anything for you.  It was kind of a rough week last week (more about that later) and I was really just trying to get through the day without pulling out my hair.  I’m sorry we didn’t make a big [...]