My Hunter

Well, its happened. My Alderman has become a little hunter. He and Daddy went on their first dove hunt last week and Alder's first ever hunting experience. He has been so thrilled to go hunting he literally has been counting the days. I was trying to take his picture on the way to the car, but he kept saying, "Mama, stop. I have no time for you to do this. I have got to go and hunt with Daddy. I need to get in the car. Good-bye." That about broke my heart. When did he get this big???

He took along his cap pistol (which is in the picture below) that is at his side AT ALL TIMES around the house and I think after last week, he will always be a lover of hunting. 

Oh, my! 

My 3 Little Wild Indian Boys

This perfectly captures my 3 right now. Alder, with a camo shirt on (counting the days until he can wear it to go shooting dove) and pistol in hand. He is using words like "suddenly", "difficult", "courageous", "dashing", "actually", and "freaking" on a regular basis. Hudson is smmooooshed between his two brothers that clobber him with their hugs and kisses. He could not be sweeter, but is proving to be a loud child already with loud screams of excitement and shrills of joy. Clearly his older brothers are rubbing off on him and the Wingfield genes are very strongly present. And blessed Kingston. He holding "Mmmmass" which is aka to the rest of talking world as, "Thomas." Kingston has no pants nor underwear on in this picture because he rarely keeps bottoms but is perfectly potty trained yet he cannot talk....at all. You can also see his busted chin that we super glued shut. I think application of super glue to some part of Kingston's body in now in the double digits.

But here they are, my wild, little, indian boys. 

Is any of my grammar correct in the above paragraph?

Living is Easy

 Living is easy when your boys send you beautiful flowers like these....just because. 

Aren't they beautiful? They smell wonderful and are a joy to look at too. Although fresh flowers are impractical in a sense, they sure do make my heart happy.

Thank you to all my boys and especially you babe. What a great happy.

Have you ever seen this magazine? This is just a copied image from the Internet of an old cover. I stumbled upon it the other day while at Wal-Mart and loved how practical it is and easy to read and how the recipes all just "make sense." Then later I remember having seen it on Darby's blog awhile back and her rave reviews of it. I must agree. I am thinking on subscribing. Apprerantly there is a t.v. show too???

Inside this month's edition was a recipe for pasta primavera. I gave it a shot and it turned out wonderfully. I feed it to my hungry, hungry hippos and they loved it. It was a real treat to cook this while sipping a nice glass of white wine ( btw Fish Eye's Pinot Grigio is pretty darn good and only 3 bucks. I buy only cheap, cheap wine) and chop such nice fresh veggies with no children in the kitchen or a screaming newborn (they were building a train track with Daddy). You get to the point in your life where I am, constant chaos, and really treasure these quiet moments of solitude. It may only last 10 minutes, but those 10 minutes are heavenly. 

These turned into this below. 

Yummy. 

And while I was putting the finishing touches on dinner, Alder once again was snapping pictures. He took this one of Kingsers and I then edited it. I think I should have Alder take all my pictures from now on. I love how he sees the world, his persepctive, and how it comes out in his "photography." 

Back in the Boat

Daddy has purchased another boat after selling the last one at the end of the season last year. I think if Jared could be convinced that he could make a living "brokering" boats, he would quit his job tomorrow and do so. He spends hours combing the Internet for deals on boats and is pretty darn good at it. Two weeks ago while I was in Chattanooga, he bought 2 boats and sold them that same week, making profits on both of them. Pretty talented, huh??? Anyways, we have one for the summer and the boys are loving it. We took it out the other night, I think it was Mother's Day night, for an evening cruise. Jared has taken the two older boys a handful times already, but this time the whole family went and Little One loved it as well. It is quite a handful to take all 3 on the boat, but we manage. Kind of. As you can tell from the pictures below, Alder is dying to "touch the water Mama, just a little bit. I won't fall in." Kingsers is panicked this summer by the boat unless someone is holding him (he loves the boat but we cannot figure out this new fear he has of the boat/motor/movement) and so that leaves Little One in the Moses basket tucked up underneath the bow. Safe, right? 

Just trying so hard to touch the water. So hard. 

Conrad Hudson. Braving the conditions. 

Gazing up at two airplanes crossing in the sky. 

I love my Kingston. He is clinging onto me tightly and I think rather enjoying his Mama snuggling with him. 

Pictures a 3 Year Old Can Take...

 So who needs a professional photographer when you have a 3 year old who can take such great pictures? Alder recently was insanely curious about my big Canon camera and wanted a brief tutorial on how to take pictures. I hesitated to show him and even let him take the pictures because, well, he is 3 and probably should not "play" with such things but he is Alder and has always had a love of things mechanical. I showed him the basics and then he experimented. He took about 10 pictures and these are 3 of those 10. I spiffed them up with my editing tools on iphoto and think they are pretty special. 

Thanks Alder!

    

Three

How does time go by so stinkin' fast?

Alder just hours old....

became 1 years old...

and then 2 years old...

and now he is 3???

He is so big, so wonderful, articulate, fearless, wild, adventurous, bold, intense, sensitive, and so many other words that I could use to describe one of the best gifts I have ever received in my life. 

Happy Birthday my Alderman Rhys. 

I cannot believe you are 3. 

We are so very proud of you.