happy micah


Up until junior high, I thought it was fun just to play with everyone. That was what volleyball was to me. But that’s not it…that’s not it…I want to be like the others, and…I want to be able to make my body move right! I want to control the ball! I want to play on the same level as the other, better players! 

happy birthday micah my everything @choutarous


Happy birthday, Micah! Remember your Hercules face? You loved the Disney movie and for a solid year you would transform yourself into Herc. There was the side lip curl, the body coiling to spring into action, your little head filled Michael Bolton singing “Go the Distance.” You may have been the baby of the family, but you wanted to be a hero. 20 years later, Boo, and to us, you are both.


| Happy Birthday Micah Alek 07.24.16 |

Well it’s taken us ages to get this up with all the moving and house renovations going on. It was definitely about time that we posted something! Anyway, our little cub has officially turned two years old! It seems like yesterday that he was just our little baby. He’s grown out of the baby stage and is now our rambunctious little dude.

Boy was the house a handful with nine little ones running around. With all the smiles on those little faces, we wouldn’t have had it any other way. We had Max and Aiden (@food-and-babies), Sophia and Sarah (@tinymorganmonsters), Milo and Oliver (@friendswithamonster), Kian (@dearlittlekian), and Zephyr (@simplyimaginarypeople). Thank you for making Micah’s day so special!

New Preference #9- How You Spend Easter with the Kids

I was going to post this yesterday, but I had no time! So, here is an Easter preference a day late! 


It was your daughter’s very first Easter, she was just a few months shy of turning one, but that didn’t stop Harry from making this holiday a big deal as well as the others. She was dressed up in her Easter dress and her hair was up in a tiny ponytail. You three were taking pictures constantly, along with other members of the family. 

Harry really wanted to have her do a Easter egg hunt, so you two “hid” the eggs around the backyard. 

“Okay, babygirl, are you ready to go find some eggs?” He smiles to her. 

She looks up at him babbling. He laughs picking her up and grabbing her little basket. 

“You got the camera ready, Y/N?” He asks. 

“Yes, Harry, I got the camera ready.” You laugh. 

“Okay! Just checking!” He laughs. “Now, let’s go get us some shiny eggs.” He smiles. 

You follow Harry and your daughter through the backyard as they gather the eggs. Your daughter giggles shaking the eggs happily as she babbles. 

“I think she likes this.” You smile. 

“Me too.” Harry smiles. “Do you like the pretty eggs?” 

She babbles nodding trying to put the eggs in her mouth. He laughs. 

“Are those tasty?” he asks. She nods picking up another egg. “That one matches your dress.” He smiles. 

She giggles handing him an egg. “Aww, thank you, love.” He smiles. 

You smile capturing every moment on camera.


Liam had just gotten back from the supermarket. The kids wanted to dye eggs for your Easter decorations, so Liam went out to get all the supplies needed. He puts everything on the table and all of the kids come running in. 

“Woah. Slow down before you take me out.” Liam jokes. 

“Take you out where?” Your oldest son Nicholas asks. 

“Never mind.” Liam laughs. 

“What we do?” Addison, your daughter asks. 

“Well, first we have to boil the eggs.” Liam smiles. “So, we have to fill this pot up with water and put the eggs inside. He places the pot on the stove and sets the timer. 

“Now, what?” Nicholas asks. 

“We wait.” Liam laughs. “But we can go ahead and get everything set up.” 

He gets some plastic cups filling them with water and instructs the kids on putting the dye in there. The timer goes off, so he goes over to get them out, placing them in a bowl. He then brings them over to the table. 

“Are you three making a mess in my kitchen?” You laugh waddling over to he kitchen. 

“Hey, baby.” He smiles leaning over to kiss you. “How are you and our little one?” 

“We’re good. So, let’s see these eggs we’ve made so far.” You smile looking over at the table, as you rub your growing belly. 

“Look Mumma!” Addison giggles pointing to her tye dye egg. 

“Very pretty.” You smile kissing her head. 

“These are mine!” Nicholas smiles. 

“Wow. Those are very good.” You smile. “You’re a very artistic 7 year old.” 

He smiles before going back to putting designs on his egg. 

“Now, let’s see yours.” You smile to Liam. 

He smirks holding up a Batman egg. 

“You would.” You laugh. 

He smirks handing you an egg for you to join in on the fun. 


“Oi, Oi, who is ready to go see the Easter bunny?” Louis smirks walking into your room, with your newborn baby. 

“I honestly don’t think he’s going to even care or notice.” You giggle. 

“True, but still, he’s a month old and we need to get his picture that way we can compare it next year.” He smiles. 

You smile. “I know.” You giggle. 

“I see you got him all dressed up.” He smiles. “Spiffy looking lad.” 

“Thanks to me.” You smirk. 

“No, no, he looks like ear ole dad.” He smirks. 

You laugh roll your eyes before you leave heading to the store that is offering pictures with the Easter Bunny. When you get there, Louis carries your son in the car seat as you walk over to the section they have the photos at. 

“I have to admit that this is really exciting.” Louis smiles. 

“It is.” You smile. “At least he’s asleep right now and not being fussy.” 

“Yet.” He laughs. You shake your head at him before you two get to the line. “Holy shit, that bunny is creepy.” He whispers to you. 

“Just a bit.” You mumble. “No wonder kids are petrified of people who dress up in those costumes.” 

“I’m not too sure about this…” Louis says. 

“Well, we’re already in line, so we might as well.” You whisper. 

He nods looking down at your baby. “Sorry little lad.” He mumbles. 

You giggle and it’s finally your turn, so you both walk over and Louis takes him out of the car seat to hold him. 

“Okay, say cheese.” The photographer says. 

“Really?” Louis says. 

“I have to say that to everyone.” She says. “1. 2. 3″ She snaps the photo and you two move along with the baby as you wait. 

You then get the pictures and you both laugh at them. “He’s so cute.” You smile at the cute sleepy face that he was making. 

“We do make a cute one.” He smiles. “Say, Happy Easter Micah.” He whispers kissing him on the head. 


“I’m not doing this Y/N.” Niall says shaking his head. 

“Aww come on, Ni.” You say. “It will be so cute and cool! You know the kids will love it.” 

“No way.” He says. “That thing is creepy as hell and it stinks!” 

“I’ll spray it down! And you’ll only be in it for like an hour!” You say. 

He groans. “You know I’m claustrophobic, Y/N!” 

“I know, I know, but I can’t fit in the outfit. I’m too short.” You say. 

“I’m not exactly a giant either, Y/N.” He says. 

“But you’re still taller than I am.” You say. “At least try it on and if you can’t do it, then we’ll just scratch the idea. Please.” 

He groans. “Fine. Fine. Give me the damn bunny suit.” 

“Yes!” You smile bringing over the bunny costume that you rented. You help him into the body suit and zip up the back. “Okay, are you ready for the head?” 

He smirks not answering. “Don’t even say it, be serious for a moment.” You say. 

“Yeah. Yeah. Hand it over.” He says. You smile giving it to him and he takes a deep breath before putting it on. 

“How do you feel?” You ask. 

“Ehh.” He says. 

“Would you last at least 5 minutes?” You say. 

“I’m gonna try.” He says. “Lead the way.” 

You smile taking him out to see the kids. “Kiddos, look who came by to visit. The Easter Bunny!” You smile. 

The kids look up and their eyes go wide before they all let out a scream and run away back into the house. 

“See, I fucking told ya this thing was creepy.” Niall says. 

“Yeah, well.. I tried.” You shrug before leading Niall back into the room for him to get changed. 


| Haircuts For Lovely Two’s 4.22.16 |

Since Micah’s first haircut back in October, his hair has grown quite a bit and we actually started having trouble maintaining it. It grew to the point that he would easily get knots while tumbling about in the house. For a 1 year old that’s not exactly very fun especially when it comes time to untangle it. He would scream bloody murder as we tried to comb out the knots as gently as possible. It got to the point that we actually resorted to just cutting some of the really bad ones out. It was obviously time for another trip to the barbershop.

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