tickle those ivories, girls

my mom taught us how to play the piano when we were little girls before we took lessons. even though i did my fair share of complaining, i'm so thankful for the opportunity my parents gave us to study an instrument. though i don't get the chance to play a "real" piano very often, it's one of my favorite things to do...just so worshipful and therapeutic, too. in the meantime, i sometimes bust out the old-school casio and let the girls go to town. i'd love to start teaching m soon, too, as she is so into music.

m at six months learning the ropes

m (2.5) now showing e (8 months) the same ropes

see? just like this.

e rehearsing for her first recital

pondering her next piece

short break to work the camera

another break to practice "so big"

flashback to m reeeally getting into "so big" at about the same age

watch out, beethoven!

one thing is for sure: this pianist is loved.

dedicating the babe

in april, our church had a dedication service for the babies/toddlers. m was dedicated when she was just a few weeks old, so this was e's turn. it was such a special time for all the families. here we are surrounded by our church fam. (thanks, a, for snapping the photo during your visit!)

remember these moments

one day i walked into the living room to find this scene:

melt my heart

e seems to be saying, "could someone please get this 32-pound lady off my back?"

okay, sometimes it's just plain fun to be a mom to daughters.

more melting of the heart

e at 7 1/2 months

g & a

our neighbor garret has had some opportunities to rock it out in boulder lately, and we've had the privilege of seeing a few of his shows. these photos are from a night at starbucks in april.

garret works the mic while his brother taylor and sister brenna look on

the lovely aubrey

the girls and i soak up the show

i heart bowling

In the last few weeks, I have had the privilege of bowling twice...after a loooooong hiatus. The first occasion was at the home of Mark and Karin Stroessler, where we did Wii bowling. Um, fantastic. Can't wait to do it again. And then, we went to actual bowling lanes last weekend with some friends (mamas from play group and their husbands...thanks for the photo, Meg!). We had a great time. My first game would have made my Oak Lanes coaches from Huntington cry. I didn't even break 100. But I redeemed myself a bit in the 2nd game with something like a 160. This one's for you, Coaches Bill and Steve.

no words

Jesus is alive, guys!

So, Easter was definitely a few weeks ago, but I am just now finding the time to share about our celebration. We had an incredible weekend with our friends here as we anticipated Sunday morning. We loved being at Jason and Jenny Ballard's place all night Saturday as we held a prayer vigil. And Sunday morning was an awesome celebration, complete with mimosas! Mercy understood things a lot better this year. In the days preceding Easter, she would randomly say, "Jesus is alive, guys!" Indeed, Mercy, He is. And on Sunday morning, during our sunrise service, Mercy exclaimed as the sun started to rise, "Jesus is coming!" (Well, she actually said, "Jesus is tumming," but close enough.) Amen, sister.

there were never such devoted sisters...

Grammy (Andy's mom, Mama Z., etc.) sent the girls matching shirts last week in an Easter package. They are adorable (the shirts and the girls, of course), so we had a little photo shoot Sunday afternoon. Oh, Mercy and Eden. They are so cute, I want to eat them. But I won't.

who needs to race, really?

we took mercy to an Easter egg race on saturday at grandrabbit's toy store, a classic wonderland for kids in boulder. mercy had fun, but she definitely didn't comprehend the "race" part of things...which is probably a good thing. she enjoyed picking up one little egg at a time and just looking at it. she also favored the broken eggs. cute. in the end, she had gathered a whopping $1.50 in coupons to grandrabbit's, so she had fun picking out some tiny markers and play foam at the store afterward.

here's to you, irene cara

So, Aunt Amy made Mercy the most fantastic leg warmers when she was visiting here in February. A few weeks ago, we took advantage of the early spring weather and invited Mercy to strut her stuff on the Pearl Street Mall. She gladly obliged without hesitation. And believe me when I say that we did NOT ask her to do any of these poses. It's the power of the leg warmer, people. It just makes you want to move.

In closing, I will say four things:

1) Andy dressed her. My husband is awesome.
2) My daughter really really really makes me smile.
3) Amy, it was a beautifully bold move and such an appropriate tribute to the decade we love. Thank you.
4) I am music now. I am rhythm now. (If you haven't rocked out to "Fame" or "What a Feeling" lately, you need to. Soon.)

And now, for the gazillion pictures of Miss Leg Warmers 2008...because picking two or three would just be plain wrong.