A YEAR. Really?!

I've been a bad blogger. I'm really hoping that my new schedule (which rules) will allow me to get back into it. I really want my kids to have these records of their little moments when they are older. It's kinda like evidence of how much I love them in my mind. Anywho, in the year since I posted last, we've added one to our number: The amazingly adorable and handsome and clearly brilliant James Clay Smith Hiatt. He's named for my grandfather who went to heaven almost two years ago. Here's a pic of His Preciousness:

Willa Ann has become quite the little sassafras lass as she's heading to age 3:

And My Iddle is becoming such a DUDE. I can't believe he will be FIVE in December: 

And I'm heartachingly in love with them and their father. Life is grand. 

XOXO, Mama Hiatt

Family Words

I love the way baby words are incorporated into a family's language. For instance, my parents and siblings still refer to "Ha King" for ice cream and tell one another that we "yuff you much" when saying goodbye. My own children have added to this with their own words and phrases and I know I will use them long after they've learned proper pronunciation and syntax, hopefully forever. Mostly in my head or when talking to Bradley - I can't see myself telling a colleague that "I can't found it!" like Willa Ann or laughingly saying "way way waaaaaay back in the days" when discussing something that happened last week as Charlie Mac does to anybody else. But that's what makes this language special - it's made of Family Words.