Happy Birthday Noah.

Can he really be nine years old already? Sweet child who changed my life forever - first one to call me 'mommy'. I adore watching you take care of your baby brother and you are so responsible and sensitive in everything that you do.

We celebrated Noah's birthday Friday night at our beach house after everyone got home from Boston. We had cupcakes for Noah and Jesse who's b-day is the day after Noah's. They were so excited to get their presents that we all forgot about the cupcakes for a bit - but Jenna didn't, she climbed up on the table and helped herself to some frosting and then generously salted and peppered all the cupcakes that were left - needless to say no more cupcakes were eaten. ;-)

End of vacation

What a crazy end to our week of vacation. Papa ended up in Boston in the hospital and Gramma, Kimmy, Uncle Matt and Daddy all stayed overnight with him in the ICU waiting room. All day Friday we just hung out at our vacation house and played and let the kids do their own thing. Here's the fund we had on the trampline in the woods: Silas finds his own breakfast in the late morning.

Silas finds these stairs irresistable...scarey to watch, but he handles them well.

Really nice play set on the lawn.

Beach vacation

My boys riding the waves. Daddy helps Silas enjoy the water.

Happy sandy adorable little guy.

Noah is so good about looking out for his baby brother.

Thoughtful baby surveys the scene.

We are having such a lovely week. Too bad it will be over soon as will our too short summer.