How Do I love Him? Let Me Count The Ways.

Every year I take pictures of the boys in Josh's blue button up shirt. I got the idea from my girl OPRAH!! I have been doing it every year since Bren's first birthday. (Bren's pics to follow) The blue shirt of Josh's has a story behind it :) One month into our dating, it was Josh's birthday. I was BROKE but went to Structure to get him a gift. I bought the blue shirt. I bounced the check. That blue shirt that was $45 ended up costing me a flippin FORTUNE !! He gave me so much crap for it. But boy did he look good in it. And I loved him dearly. And it was worth the flippin fortune. So the blue shirt was the PERFECT shirt to take the yearly shirt photos of our beautiful babies in.

Today was Nash's turn. His 3rd time in the blue shirt. And it's amazing that I got even a couple good pictures. It was kind of a National Lampoon's type of photo shoot. First of all, we decided to go to Bunker Park (about 10 minutes from our house). We got there & the lighting was PERFECT. I said "Quick Josh, put Nash RIGHT THERE, the lighting is AWESOME". So he put him there and and I snapped my camera, only it didn't snap, cause I had just charged the battery and forgot to put it back in the camera!! So we packed the kids back up, ran home, and came back. The lighting was still perfect. And again I said "Quick Josh, put Nash RIGHT THERE" so Josh did. And Nash SCREAMED "Ouch" and the tears flowed and Josh screamed "Ouch". There were sand burs (sp?) everywhere...all over Josh, and all over Nash's poor bare feet! CRAP!! So Nash did not want to be set down for the rest of the photos...and he was petrified of "sand birds" getting him. (I didn't edit any of these photos cause brain-e-ak still can't figure out photoshop).

How do I love this boy? I can't even begin to tell you. He is sunshine. He really is. Pure sweetness.



And when his big brother gets him laughing it's contagious. "Bren Eddie, do dat again. You so funny Bren Eddie". Melts. My. Heart. I love his adorable laugh. I love the way he laughs with his brother.




The curls. "Me want me turls all gone. Everybody lookin' at me turls." But the curls are here to stay. And Momma loves those crazy curls.



My green eyed boy. Love those green eyes. Love his cute little expressions.



The oh so kissable cheeks. I wonder how many times I have kissed those big squishy cheeks. I love them. And that tiny little nose.



Someday he will grow into this big, huge shirt of his Dad's. And his Momma will have a million more ways that she loves him.