Friday, July 30, 2010
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Showering-Michigan Style
With one bride, two parents, three brothers, two nephews, one sister-in-law, two grandparents, one aunt, three cousins, one uncle, one maid-of-honor and girlfriend cycling through one permanent shower, well you do what you have to for that Zest-fully Clean feeling.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
What we have been doing lately
We spent the last week in Michigan celebrating the latest addition to the family, Uncle Chris!
Aunt Ruth and Uncle Chris got hitched on Saturday and we all had a funky white boy time dancing the night away. Here is a quick preview of the reception. The boys made use of the empty dance floor to try out some new moves.
More to come later!
Friday, July 16, 2010
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Found Birthday Pictures
I found these pictures that Mom took of our Grand Birthday Celebration and they were too cute not to share. These take place after the Big Phy Parade when we went to one of Gia's new favorite spots, Cowboy Gelato! Good food and better gelato.
The two boys sharing dinner and discourse.
PT with his indulging Grandparents with the gelato selection in the background. The gelato flavors rotate with the seasons and whim of the Cowboy the even have a Shiner gelato. My favorite is the dark cherry and chocolate. Paul Thomas enjoys the blue flavor as did his brother.
After dinner we enjoyed the beautiful weather with a trip to the park. Avery became a real slide pro!
A brand new 3 year old sliding!
What a great way to celebrate the passing of time!
(Yes, for the those wondering this is the same day, just the third set of clothes.)
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Friday, July 2, 2010
Our Big Boy
We no longer have a two-year old. Since Labor Day weekend we have been living with a three-year old big boy. Yes, yes I am a tad late on this one, but so much happened that weekend and my little boy flew into big boyhood so quickly that I can hardly wrap my emotions much less my brain around it. The big "3" was the mark we established for one major milestone in particular: the disposal of the beloved "phy".
You see, I never intended on having a pacifier baby and foolishly returned all but one package of the volume control devices we received before PT's birth (foolish because over the course of three years of replacements we must have spent 100 bucks). Within a few hours of having him home we realized this little one needs oral stimulation like most need air. So for three long years, or all of his life, he had a phy... and in one day all that was to change. Talk about a nervous Momma of one super intense about to be phy-less three year old!
Here is how the day played out.
When asked what kind of Birthday Cake he wanted his only response was, "green" (the color, not the movement, thank you). Okay so a total green cake sounded a little less than delicious so how about a white cake decorated with green splashes.
First green sprinkles and three green candles counted out by the birthday boy himself.
Looking good.
Not quite finished...a green airplane!
And trash truck, which turned out to be very symbolic of the day's events.
Setting the scene.
Before we can indulge in green cake and presents there is one more ceremony to take place.
Grab your horn,
and your phys for a phy parade to the dumpster.
The Grand Marshall.
Regardless of how much this was needed it was still a bit of a heart-ache for me. I am glad the phys are gone, for they were a crutch for too many fits and cause for poor speech development along with countless other bad habits, but they were also attached to my baby boy and signified a part of babyhood. So as Paul Thomas tossed his phys in he also tossed in a piece of his dependence, moving towards a more independent young boy. All too soon we will be sending him to college.
Imediately following the phy toss, we raced in to begin the celebration.
He is in a state of shock.
What are the stages of grief?
Too stunned to blow out the candles.
Thanks Dada.
However a little trash truck lickin can go a long way!
Avery got enjoy the green airplane.
Yes, not too bad of a celebration.
Now many may wonder about how everyone has adjusted to life without a phy. We had major melt down the first night and next morning, but he did so much better than I thought he would. He is very matter-of-fact about the whole ordeal and continues to amaze us with just how big he really is.
Avery is a thumb-sucker...I am really dreading his 3rd birthday!
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