hutch says {part four}

 

{part one here}  {part two here} {part three here}

Me: Hutch, where are you going? What's wrong?

Hutch: I wanno go cry in hammock.

Honestly, I get it, kid.

Emmerson: Hola!

Hutch: ELSA!

In the car...

But...I want the moon on my side.

Look! That house is coming with us!

Emmerson: Look! That's cool. They put a manger at the hospital!

Me: Yeah! That's cool! Hutch, that's where you were born. Up there!

Hutch: Yeah! In the hay!

I get LOTS of kisses.

I like your mask. It makes my heart so happy. 

*hugs*

Ewwww. You're kissing again and that's yucky.

Sister. You're being so nice to me. It makes my heart so happy!

Seeing a spider hanging down from a web for the first time...

THEY CAN FLY?!?!

Okay.

*big exhale*

I can do this.

You got this.

I can walk on walls. 

Here I go.

Full speed runs toward the wall.

He has us laughing preeeeetty much from sun up to sun down. This kid. Man, I love this kid.

friday night lights

 

(Brother was off entertaining the masses.)

I'm sure I've said it before, but I'll say it again...

I love this small town of ours.

(Fun fact: this is the longest place I have ever stayed put in my entire life. Let's shoot for forever, God!)

The kids are finally both old enough that going to football games are actually fun and not "where's my kid?- did he fall in between the bleachers?- no,we aren't going to the bathroom again." stressful.

Half the team/band/cheerleaders are a part of the youth group.

The stands are full of church families.

Hutch marches from one group of people to another, entertaining them with his knowledge of dinosaurs, cool voices, fighting bad guys, etc.

Emmerson begs for candy the entire time and asks me all her football questions.

(I answer confidently, because, naturally, I totally know what's going on.)

We're smack dab in the middle of our community, surrounded by stand-in family, and I can't help but be filled with joy.

I love this small town of ours.

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friday joys

 

the nightly routine where Remy slowly "sneaks" up on top of Brandon and Brandon acts like he doesn't love it. Hutch repeating "Happy Birthday!" to everyone who says it to him. finding Emmerson's "stories" lying around the house. sweater weather. painting pumpkins. friday night football games. zen match app. maverick city music. my sweet little library "regulars." crazy curly hair. 

hutch is FOUR

He's funny.

He's feisty.

He's forever my favorite red-head.

He's four.

 

saturday in the fall {a video}

 

Just a simple Saturday with my people.