It's been forever long since we shared sweet photos of our family with you all. To no surprise our wild Rye has grown strong, sure, and at times a bit unruly. He wakes with the most enlivened, joyful spirit that even sleepy-headed parents smile as the moon still peeks behind the curtains.
Our little rascal, also known as little toot - fell from a high slide today - roughing up his tender face, and landing smack on his right wing. Tomorrow we will wander again through doctor offices & such to sure up his buckled-up wrist. So sad being the parent not there for the catching of the flying bird.
Notice the silk-dyed sling and neosporin tribal marks on the face, and yes smile, and that's not for the camera - he's not into posing for the camera or being still much. After the initial fall Rye remained spirited and full of fun, only now and then would he wimper out. He's one stoic dude.
We just got back from the beach in South Carolina Monday night. We three love the warm, sandy, salty air and sea. Now, who wants to gift us a beach house? We'd be most appreciative.
Making sure those sea oats aren't too dry.
Skipping out on pre-school and wandering the trails of Biltmore Farm.
Rye working in his digger garden - our former vegetable garden. He means serious business and puts you to work - pronto. "Now everybody, let's get to work!"
Camping, hanging out in the tent with Popi.
The new tackel kit made this guy squeal.
Practicing his long stick jumping, probably not such a great idea...
Digging with his 2 sisters - Lydia and Claire, and brother Myles - as he tells everybody - they don't live in the same house, just across the street and in Montford. See, we don't need to have more kids, he's got it all worked out - thank goodness.
Camping, hanging out in the tent with Popi.
The new tackel kit made this guy squeal.
Practicing his long stick jumping, probably not such a great idea...
Digging with his 2 sisters - Lydia and Claire, and brother Myles - as he tells everybody - they don't live in the same house, just across the street and in Montford. See, we don't need to have more kids, he's got it all worked out - thank goodness.
