G-dubs turns 9

My Gabe turns 9 this Saturday. He's such a good boy and it's been so fun watching him throughout the years become the good natured, honest and kind kid that he is. Here is a picture of him from every year of his life. Where on earth does time go?

My First Lasagna

I made my first lasagna last week. Followed a recipe from epicurious.com. It was actually not half bad. The kids um, really loved it too. Especially the spinach I put in the ricotta.

I am pretty...

So Emrie cornered me as I was trying to clean her room and she asked me, "You wanna be pretty daddy?". Apparently I did not have a choice as there were razor-sharp hairclips entering my scalp before I could utter a response. I am a hideous girl.

Emrie as Belle

Creamy Ground Hog

Warning: This is a Lytle inside joke. If you're not a Lytle and you don't get this, don't worry you are not alone.

There is no denying it. Heather is a Creamy Ground Hog. We went to our little fancy grocery store to get some ice cream tonight (along with a huge "Killer Brownie" and a "Chocolate Chip Crazy Cookie"). As you can see there was plenty of opportunity for the creamy groundhog to emerge, but it got pretty crazy when Heather spotted a container of Caramel Cone Crunch ice cream.

I got her on audio but by then she was covering up the creaminess and was only semi-creamy:

The Lone Lemon

I bought a dwarf Meyer Lemon Tree for Heather's birthday this year. We soon found out that they are very high maintenance and require lots of love. The tree had pretty much died a few months ago because of over watering with too little sun. I took some drastic measures to revive it and it seems to be paying off as we have our first sign of lemony goodness happening. One single solitary lemon has started to grow.

Meyer Lemon trees are neat because they are supposed to be able to bear fruit all year long. We'll see about that... I'm just glad it's alive.

Good Times with the Blairs

So Warner, Debbie and Serena rocked Ohio last week. Good times had by all. Evidence below...

The Pretty Twirl

The shrubs were were so beautiful I couldn't contain my inner dancer, um nor apparently could I contain my happy little inner girl. Notice how I bossed Heather out of my way so I could perform? Yea, that was my inner Diva.