The babies do it all at Steeplechase.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
First Steeplechase
Thursday, April 16, 2009
The Rally!

Canaan learned an important lesson that day--we can speak the truth in love (we didn't want to pass out any mean pamphlets or write anything crazy on our sign or shout obscenities to the government). It's also important to follow your words with actions (Canaan's heard her mom and dad talk about it enough...it's time to do something!)

The night ended on a great note: during the long trek back to the car, a group of "enthusiastic" women (after a quick stop at the bar) asked us if they could use our signs for the rally. Of course, we were happy to let our signs live on at the protest. So here's the final picture documenting Canaan's first rally: the 60something year old ladies off to proudly wave the sign, "When I grow up, I want to be debt free!"
Easter!
Canaan is just as surprised to find the Easter Tim is a little far-sighted and that his fur wasn't nice and white and fluffy.
She wasn't too thrilled about this picture. Either a.) the ears were too tight. b.) an ant bit her. c.) Andre was telling her about his Easter Basket and she was bummed that she didn't get a fuzzy chick that bounced around when you touched it. She was a lot happier when her Daddy helped her up off the ground.
And she took the ears off.
Finally, it was time to go to Pop and Nana's for Easter lunch and the long awaited EASTER EGG HUNT! Really, there were only ten eggs to find. Most of them easily spotted. Like the one in the wide-open grass--Canaan's first Easter Egg, caught on camera. As you will see in the following clip, she was a little apprehensive at first, not sure what to do with the egg. "Should I touch it or not? Should I try the ole' taste tester? Once I have the actual egg in my hand, then what??"

Finally, we were on a roll with the "finding" part of the Easter Egg Hunt. Canaan's thrilled that she actually "found" one!
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Some Special Days!

Another special day Canaan recently discovered was St. Patrick's Day. The day that she had to wear two large and in charge green bows. While her outfit didn't match her bow (which is a day that deserves special recognition itself), it was still a magical day--looking for that sneaky leprechaun who left her a "Lil' Bit O' Irish" t-shirt from the dollar spot at Target on the front porch.

I thought I saw something out there.













