Tuesday, October 25, 2016

Where in the World is Heather Feather?!?!

Let me tell you where...right here! I've been doing this thing called life and boy does it have me busy. And when it's not busy, I'm doing laundry.

If someone had told me how busy this phase of life would have been, I'm not sure I would have started a blog seven years ago. Speaking of seven years, it's been (almost) seven years! So if you are reading this and have been since I started typing, then congratulations you're now seven years older just like me : ) Some may find that humorous, others depressing. I'm not sure where I stand on that matter just yet.

Anyway, I know all you care about are photos, so I'll do a quick recap of  the McKee life.

 Emerson went to his first dentist appointment. All looked good and he did great.

We celebrated Father's Day and Jesse's cousin and two of his boys came to visit. Talk about being outnumbered that weekend!

We celebrated Fourth of July at Grammy and Granddads house.

We had more cousins visit. Again, outnumbered.

We went to the Nashville zoo with Gramma and Pops.

 We went to Uncle Evan and Aunt Lea's wedding.

 The boys started school. Henry's first year!

We took a relaxing vacation to the Smokey mountains.

The end.

Except, not really. We did lots of fun things in between and had not so fun things either. Pool parties, birthday parties, baby showers, wedding showers, Jesses' cousins wedding, a family reunion, trip to the beach, more family visits, finding out my dad had cancer (and then broke six ribs), a pumpkin patch, costume parties and so, so much more. 

But that is life and I love doing life with my family. They are the best.

Now, the end.

Monday, July 25, 2016

Henry's 18 Months Old

Time for a Henry life update! He's now 18 months old and my what a difference six months can make.

13 months old. 
Sporting one of daddy's sailor baby outfits.

He now is fully rocking a curly mullet that I just can't bring myself to cut yet. It is looking a little out of control though. Maybe I need to invest in some hair product to keep those crazy curls tamed?

14 months old. 
This boy loves spaghetti and making a mess. 

Teeth have been popping in like crazy, creating a not so happy little boy. He even had his first dentist appointment recently to investigate a chipped tooth. No concern, thank goodness.

15 months old.

Speaking of little boy. Where did my BABY go? I forgot that somewhere between 12 months and 18 months they just suddenly lose their baby attitude. He's more independent, wild, talkative, opinionated. The list could go on forever. I love it though. Watching him grow into his own little person has got to be one of the coolest things ever as parents to watch. He is still just as sweet and cuddly as ever. I'm hoping this is a personality trait that sticks around.

16 months old.
He loves to climb! 

I mentioned wild. Yes. He is so very...boy! He gets knocked down and pops right back up. Half the time he has a bloody knee and I don't even know it because he doesn't complain. He's a daredevil! He loves to jump off the couch (onto pillows), belly flop into pools, be thrown into the air and climb on everything. And at the end he stills runs to his momma and demands kisses.

17 months old.

18 months old.
My beautiful baby boy.


One of my favorite authors/admirers/Instagram followers (Jen Hatmaker) explained it best when she wrote this on her Instagram account: "Do you ever worry just a tiny bit that you are living in your best days?? The ones you'll describe as the greatest ones of them all in 30 years?"

All of this. Days with Emerson, Henry and our happy little family just could not seem any better. If I could pause time, now would be it so I could hold these babies just a little longer.

Love making these memories and love my boys to pieces. Here's to many more half birthday's to get sappy about : )

Sunday, May 15, 2016

Thirty, Flirty and Thriving

Please tell me someone gets that movie quote.  My best friend wrote that to me in my birthday card and I laughed because I'd almost forgotten about that movie, 13 Going on 30. Great movie, but I must say, Jennifer Gardner's character seemed to live a way more glam life then my real life 30-year-old self. But this is real life after all.

So I'm now the BIG 3-0. As I've told friends, I'm not quite sure how I feel about it yet. I'm definitely not sad. I've heard your 30s are wonderful, so I look forward to what the next decade holds for me.

Birthday selfie with the one child that was awake.

It is weird to think back on my 20s and realize how much change occurred during that time. Went to college, found true love, married said true love, first job, first house, first move, new jobs, new houses, new locations, two beautiful children...so.much.change. What could possibly happen in my 30s? Guess I'll have the next 10 years to figure that out : )


 Time to open presents! I technically didn't open a single gift, Emerson opened them all for me : ) He let me open my cards.

For all those before me, keep paving the way to making thirties look great and for those still behind me, hold dear to your youth!

Happy 30th to me!

Monday, May 9, 2016

E Turns Three

Birthday's are no fun for mommies. It's the day we realize our "baby"  is growing up. Sigh.
Over the past year, Emerson has grown in small ways, especially in comparison to the first year of life. But I still can't believe how much he changed. It was hard this year because we seemed so focused on all of Henry's changes that suddenly we realized how big Emerson had become.

Here's just a few things I've noticed a change in:
  • Bursting vocabulary. Talks non-stop. Likes to talk to others on the phone
  • Has developed fears.
  • Moved to a big boy bed.
  • Potty trained.
  • Has gained an attitude. I now know what they mean by threenager.
  • Likes to play pretend more.
  • Will actually sit and watch a show/movie.  
  • Has started memorizing books.
  • Can say and identify most alphabet letters.
  • Says the Pledge of Allegiance. Adorable to listen to.
  • Got his first tricycle and has mastered riding a two wheeler scooter.
  • Has great hand-eye coordination and loves playing any sport. 
  • Has completely lost interest in sitting in a stroller and prefers to walk.
And the list could go on forever!

We started his big day with a cinnamon roll breakfast and it's the only time he let me sing happy birthday to him. The rest of day he refused to let anyone sing.

His birthday fell on a school day on Tuesday, so we got to have a little party at school.

Yummy cookies our sweet friend from church made. She did a fantastic job of making them look like Blaze from Blaze and the Monster Machine show (his birthday party theme).

Henry really enjoyed getting to sit with the big kids and eat his cookie : )

When daddy came home from work we opened presents and enjoyed our birthday cookies. Emerson was only crying because we tried to sing happy birthday to him. He was fine as soon as we stopped.

The following Saturday we had his party at the park! It was really the perfect location for a bunch of toddlers to run around. Even the big kids that came really enjoyed the park. Simple. Fun. Free. How can you beat that?

Happiest of birthday's my sweet, three-year-old boy! We love you.

Thursday, April 14, 2016

Beach Getaway, 2016

There is nothing sweeter than holding a newborn baby and watching them sleep peacefully in your arms. And then there is nothing more exhausting when they are wide awake screaming in the middle of the night.

One year and three months ago, my little Henry was born. Between the lack of sleep, dealing with a cranky toddler big brother and coping with those glorious hormones, I suggested to Jesse that we go on vacation...withOUT children.

Now of course, we realized we would have to wait until Henry was weaned and all, but we got the idea rolling with some friends and everyone was on board quickly. Oh and did I mention, our friends also have young children who don't always like sleep. How could they say no?

So now here we are, over a year later and the vacation was just what the doctor ordered. We traveled to St. Thomas Virgin Islands. And oh it was glorious.

Sit back and enjoy these pictures. I look at them frequently to remind myself how fantastic of a trip it was.

Day 1: Everyone arrives. Touch the ocean in Hull Bay right by the house we were staying in.

Day 2: Spent the afternoon on Water Island. Night snorkel for the guys. 

Watching the boys from our balcony. They saw things like eels, squid and big fish. No thanks!

Day 3: Shopping and then a boat ride over to a "private" island. And by private I mean it's public, but nobody was on it, so private for us. We spent the late afternoon on Hans Lollik island snorkeling, climbing a coconut tree and just relaxing. On the boat ride home we watched the sunset. Perfection.

First priority, buy a floppy hat!

 Hans Lollik Island. The most remote place I've ever been.

I never pass up a tree swing : )

They succeeded at getting a coconut and we drank the water out of it. We could totally survive on a deserted island.

Day 4: All day snorkel tour. Out to eat at an amazing restaurant, Thirteen.

Day 5: More shopping, snorkeling/paddle boarding in Hull Bay. Trip to Magens Bay to watch the sunset.

Sunset on Magens Bay

Look out point on our way home.

Final sunset from our balcony.

Day 6: Final day spent watching the waves and surfers from our balcony. We were all sad to leave, but ready to get back to our babies.

A vacation is having nothing to do and all day to do it in. -Robert Orben

Thanks, Robert. That's exactly what we did.

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