little mimics everything middle does right now.

he follows him to recycle,

to get dressed,

to throw trash away.

if nicklaus runs, sam runs.

cuts bread with a knife, ditto.

laughs uncontrollably at bodily noises the way only a 7 year old can,

the 3 year old follows suit.

not all bad though.

it is actually getting nicklaus to think a bit before he impulsively does something.

he is starting to look around to see if sam is with him or is alright.

he cares for his baby.

he watches out for him.

he is the big.

 

 

 

 

saaaammmm,

where are you?

in my room.

whatcha doin'?

hangin' out, mom.

that's what dudes do.

last game of the season.

looking rather professional.

going for the double play.

hit with the ball twice tonight.

hit the ball 4 times...

preferred.

loves the game.

makes small talk with the runners.

congratulates them on their hit.

team player.

best on field spectator.

can't wait for next season.

 

 
i was spoiled rotten.

i was gifted a european tour...

charlie style.

french crepes for breakfast.

a tour of tuscany on a family bike ride after church.

favorite italian food for linner (late lunch/early dinner).

an afternoon siesta...ahhhh!

we took time to remember our true matriarch.

the one who's smile still shines so bright in our hearts and minds.

the biggins still remember her and her laugh.

sam knows she is in heaven.

he danced for her today to the church music playing in the courtyard.

she would be proud of her boys...

especially the biggest one.

blowing as hard as he can.

giving it all he's got.

singing happy birthday the whole way home.

totally in his element.

a little confused why there were no presents for him.

still loving the party.