Wednesday, November 27, 2013

My Miniature Visionary

My mom (and a few others) have observed that Maggie has a habit of "arranging the universe to her liking."

This is a shockingly true observation. Miss Margaret is not what I would call a go-with-the-flow kind of kid, or an easygoing little pipsqueak. In fact, I don't think we could even call her cooperative (while keeping a straight face, at least.)

But, boy, she is determined. She is passionate. She is a miniature visionary.

And while this often makes parenting difficult, I think these traits, if properly directed (Lord, help us all with that one!) will make her an awesome lady one day.

Plus, her visions are often adorable. As is she.


Until her brother tries to intervene with some sort of 'opinion' that's not in keeping with said vision.
Then things tend to get less than adorable.

Monday, November 25, 2013

Holding Their Attention

Over the past year or so, Henry has been working to master the skill of holding the attention of a crowd. While small, his current audiences are both attentive and enthralled.

We believe this skill may be genetic...

Saturday, November 23, 2013

Septemberey & Octobery

Ok, phew! Now we've hit the fall. Sweaters, boots, snuggly scarves; all welcome.

One morning in early September, Henry was in the bathroom brushing his teeth. He came out and said "Uhhh, mom. I think I need a haircut." He was so right.

So we ate breakfast, hopped in the car, and got him one.

Then he hatched out of a dinosaur egg. (Not really. Two totally different days.)

Maggie, however, has yet to hatch out of an egg OR get her first haircut. It's just so sweet and wispy. I can't bring myself to do it.

This fall, we also went to the park, and I put my children in jail. Where they belong.

The kids started to wear fall clothes, and we discovered that Maggie is at her cutest in leggings and tunics. Some days I think she's better dressed than me. (Which is not all that hard to do, really.)

We've had multiple picnics this fall as well. Here, a bagel-picnic at the park.

And we made a chocolate cake. (At home. Not at the park.)

We baked most of it. At least 3/4 of the batter. I think.

Henry fought bravely in an unnamed battle.

Maggie washed the dishes for me. Sort of. More realistically, she got so much water on the floor that she probably got it cleaner than she did any dish.

Miss Margaret Virginia also got to hold her namesake, (not really, but that's what I'm going to tell her forever) Mary Virginia. It was a match made in heaven. Maggie loves Mary Virginia so much it hurts. Literally. Sometimes she hurts the baby with her love. Regularly, in fact.

Henry became a pirate and commandeered this wooden ship. (He loves costumes. Have you noticed?)

We've had several movie nights recently. Since the season for after-dinner walks is over, I'm often at an absolute loss as to what to do with the kids from about 6:30 to 7:30pm. I mean, I can only bathe them so many times, you guys.

Also, in case you were wondering, Maggie is still snuggly. It makes up for a lot.

Henry has an incredibly dapper jacket this fall. I think he knows he's looking pretty good. What with that haircut and all.

Last month, we lugged the kids (with the help of Mary C & DanDan) to the Richmond Folk Festival. It was cold, and drizzly, and muddy, and grey, and really, really fun. The kids had a great time, and not just because we let them eat fried Oreo's and chocolate ice cream.


Maggie also made a BFF. Did you just die of cute?

But, of course, no BFF can replace her big brother. Who she loves to pieces. When she's not torturing him.

We also rode some dinosaurs. NBD.

Look how scared she looks!!! "Scaaaawwy!"

Then Maggie dressed up like a doggie.

And Buzz Lightyear made me a salad.

Then things got serious, you guys. Halloween Season was upon us.
Sweet Potato was forced to wear her pumpkin costume several times in October. What a good dog!
Then we went to buy REAL pumpkins.




And then we carved those bad boys up! And drank hot cider. (Okay, lukewarm cider.)

We made bats and hung them all over the house. (Did I mention the bat obsession? At this point, it had not faded...)

And boy, did we frolick. Every leaf pile was jumped in, every falling leaf was chased riotously, every stick and acorn was inspected. The Williamson children are thorough in their pursuit of nature, that's for sure.




And, of course, the apex of it all, we had HALLOWEEN!!! It was a lovely, chaotic, sugar-filled night. 



The next morning, Henry cried because he wouldn't get to go trick-or-treating again for a whole year. And then I wanted to cry too, because that's how I feel the day after EVERY major holiday. 

Then we ate Reese's cups and DumDums until we felt better.

And now, It's November and THANKSGIVING IS ALMOST HERE! Wheeeeeeeeee!

Friday, November 22, 2013

August-ish

Today it is cold outside. Jackets needed.
Today, I listened to Christmas music.
Today is less than one week from Thanksgiving.
(I know those last two sentences are incongruous. I'm sorry. I'm ashamed of my own behavior. Mea culpa.)

All of those facts are weird, in light of the fact that I'm about to post about our summer. Whoops! So, crack open a Corona, take a whiff of that last remaining mostly-empty bottle of sunscreen, put on some flip-flops (over your wool socks, of course,) whatever it takes to get in the mood!

Because, here's how we spent our final month of summer:

Maggie wore her hair in an adorable pony tail and convinced Henry to have a tea party with her. (It's not that hard to convince him.)

David held the children upside down in the doorways of our house so they could pretend they were bats. (We saw a bat in the attic. Hence, bat obsession. It continued through Halloween, but has now abated. The bat is also gone. Thank goodness.)


Whit wore tank tops, drove trucks, and continued to be the cutest little chubster this side of the Mississippi.

Maggie began to accessorize.

The children adorably held hands. (This was actually on the 4th of July. Hence the title "August-ish." Let's not be too strict with the timeline, ok?)

Henry, inspired by his Uncle DanDan decided to become a scientist.

Chick-fil-a gave us free dinner. For the small price of our dignity. This year, like every year, we ponied up big-time. (Take my dignity! Give me a #1 combo!)



The kids and I went to NC to visit some sweet, sweet friends. For three days it was 4 moms and 8 children. The dads were, you know, working or something. To say we were outnumbered was the understatement of the CENTURY. The days were exhauuuuuuusting. Somehow, this did not stop us from staying up embarrassingly late. Again and again.  It was a fabulous trip.





Henry had his face painted like Batman. Serious Batman.

And happy Batman.

We took wild advantage of the Summer Dollar Movies deal at Regal Cinemas. Seriously, we went almost every week. IT WAS A DOLLAR!


The two bestest gals in the entire universe drove up to Richmond and surprised me for my birthday. It was, by far, my best present this year. (And my parent's got me an iPad mini for my bday too, so that's REALLY saying a lot. Thanks girls. :))



We had dinner with some of our all-time favorite people, the Conrads. This pic is of our kids, with their two youngest kids. I felt BOTH of those GIANT kids (kids? can I even call them that anymore??) kick while they were in their mama's belly. I held both of them in the hospital, while they were less than 48 hours old. I babysat them frequently. Now they're old enough to babysit my kids. That's weird, guys. Weird and really, really awesome.

We spent many many many many many mornings at Maymont. These pics are at the nature center, where the most entertaining animal for my kids is the Giant Snapping Turtle. Henry pronounces him "cooler than the otters, but not very cute like the otters." Maggie says he is "scaaaaawy!"
I'm with Maggie.

We went on another AMAZING family vacation. DanDan caught his first fish ever. Also, Henry discovered he loved fishing. (Family- if you're reading this, I have almost NO pictures from the lake house this year!! Can you send me some?? Pleeease???)

Maggie accessorized some more. (This will be a theme in subsequent months. Get ready to die of the cute.)

We went to the splashpad. Lots of splashpads. I miss the splashpads.



We confirmed (with this adorable picture) that the next Williamson would be making her arrival in Spring of 2014! Far and away, the most exciting August event.
(Also, I LOVE that they label the picture with "BABY." You know, in case later you're looking back and wondering... "Now why did I have my OBGYN do this ultrasound... and what is that sweet little peanut shape with arms...")