Tagged: vlogs

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Keeping Busy.

I have some news about Igor. I’m not really sure what to say yet. I’m working on gathering my thoughts. In the mean time I’m keeping busy, see? The Toddler Life: Henry’s antics=Never a dull moment, ya’ll.

Christmas 2015 0

Christmas Videos!

Here’s a video of the kids opening their Christmas presents. Igor was so excited when he discovered his Kindle Fire under the tree. So sweet! This is the same video, but not in fast forward. It’s much longer, but you can actually hear what everyone is saying if you want. I have lots of pictures too, but no time to edit them yet. Soon! This was our first Christmas away from family. It was weird. It was so warm out, and...

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Our Halloween Pictures!

It’s so strange to me that our area in Ohio does trick or treating on the last Thursday in October instead of actually on the 31st. It feels bad and wrong! So tonight for Halloween we did nothing. It’s silent outside. Not a thing going on. Here are a few pictures of the kids’ costumes on Thursday night! This was how the evening ended. Brrr! And I posted this in the previous entry, but it should really go with this one...

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How to Survive the Grocery Store with Three Kids! (Vlog)

Our latest vlog post! The kids begged me to vlog a trip to the grocery store. I’m still not completely sure why they think this is so fun, but whatever. I need to get a nicer video camera than just my phone, and professionally edit my videos, and and and…wait. I can’t afford that. ;)    

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Toddler Hates Pancakes.

The kids are having so much fun with this. They love watching their videos! They keep begging me to make a “vlog” about every little thing we do. I figure it is a fun way of recording memories, and it’s great for our families back in Kentucky and Georgia since we’re so far away and they don’t see us often now.    

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Dear Everyone:

Today’s post comes to you in the form of three vlogs. Henry’s attempts to be just like his daddy: Henry’s Very Second Haircut And…my kids being themselves. (There’s one part in this where I say “gas station” but for some reason it sounds like ass station, and now my husband keeps making fun of me.)