The Boys – June 1st, 2015

I am months behind in posting pictures of the boys.  When Carter was a baby, I posted almost every month.  I haven’t even posted the boys Easter pictures yet, so today I am    going to play a little catch-up.

 

But first – let’s give away the Fat Quarter Pack of Shot Cottons from my last post – The randomly chosen winner is =

Myra

Please email your shipping info to hmulder@wecnet.com.  Thanks everyone for playing along and for sharing all the great batting suggestions!

 

Easter Sunday – Max 7 months, Carter 2 3/4 years

 

A few Favs of Carter. He loves to play Playdoh and he Really loves his diggers.

 

Having fun in the back of daddy’s pick-up.  He asked if he could ride back here and I said only if he wanted us to get arrested.

 

Out for a walk (which was actually a book photo shoot)

 

Getting ready for Pajama day at school.

 

Helping Daddy build the booth for Quilt Market

 

Carter and his first sewing project.  He hasn’t asked for it since, so it wasn’t his thing – Not that I’m surprised, since he is so young and really prefers  tools, digging, and building.

 

Playing under the quilting machine in my studio with Max.  They like to play peek-a-boo in the quilts hanging over the bar.

 

The boys and I dressed up for Max’s baby dedication at church.

 

And a few Favs of Max

 

This is Max crawling with a chair strapped to his back.  Those of you who follow me on Instagram have already seen this, but I was trying to keep him in one spot.  It didn’t work!

 

 

My favorite of the Max pictures – taken out on the pontoon the other night.  I just love that toothy smile.

In the last few months Max has changed so much.  He’s gone from a baby to toddler – even though he isn’t walking without support, he pretty much gets wherever he wants to go.  He is busy and loud.  He wants to do everything that his big brother does and he loves any attention Carter gives him.  He misses his Daddy while he’s at work.  He loves to eat, jabber, drool and put everything in his mouth.  He loves to wrestle and rough house.  He pretty much just wants to have fun all of the time.  He flirts and talks with people in stores and they think he’s such a happy baby.  Then they meet us on the way out of the store, and he is screaming and wants down.  There is only so much of being strapped in a cart or car seat that he will put up with.   He’s 9 1/2 months old already.  Busy.  Beautiful.  Full of life.  As I said on Instagram – Where’s the pause button?  9 months is such a fun age!