You're Invited!

It’s the time of year for giving thanks, planning Christmas dinners, gift exchanges and office parties. Oh…and 3rd birthdays!

We're blowing up balloons & icing the cake!

There's a big birthday party that we hope you can make!

Dax is turning 3!!!

Saturday, December 6th
11:30 ‘till one o’clock @ Dax’s house

There will be fun & games & lots to play;

Then lunch and cake to top off the day!

Tonight Dax and I went around delivering his birthday invitations to all his friends and cousins. I printed up his invitations, rolled them up and tied them in a bow. Then today (here comes the fun part), we went to the grocery and blew up enough balloons for all his little friends he invited…and put the invite in the balloon.

Dax was so excited!! He had seen the rolled up invitations on the counter for a few days now, but it wasn’t until today that I told him that those little invitations were going inside a balloon that his friends would get to pop. You should have seen the look on his face when we left the grocery store and he was proudly holding onto his eight blue balloons that he would deliver to his friends. He couldn’t wait. When we got home I made signs for each balloon that said each child’s name and Pop Me!

Then we tied a bag of Skittles to each balloon as a weight…just in case! We didn’t need any 2nd grade Balloon Lift Off type experience. You remember, right? Back in grade school each year we would have a day where we would let hundreds of balloons off into the air with our name and address and hope that someone in Mississippi or somewhere far away would find our long lost balloon and send a card back to us. No, we didn’t need anything like that. We only wanted familiar kids from or immediate area! :)

Dax couldn’t keep his hands off the balloons all afternoon. He so patiently waited for Wyatt to wake up from his nap so we could take them around. I kept telling him to be careful so they wouldn’t pop, but he was probably so confused because I had already just told him that the sign on each balloon said Pop Me! But, we made it through the afternoon, and as soon as Wyatt woke up we were on our way.

Dax walked so proudly up to every door and rang the doorbell. I just stood back and let him do all the talking. I think at some houses he might have said that today was his birthday, but for the most part, I think he got the wording down for the phrase we talked about. He would say, “It’s for my birthday” and then hand them the balloon. The look on their little faces was so priceless. It was so fun to see it light up for getting such a fun thing. A balloon and skittles, what could be better? I just hope there are no tears when the balloon has to get popped. Dax was such a good sport about giving away every single balloon. I didn’t even think to get one extra for him! But I told him that there would be lots more balloons at his party.

And games…

And cake…

And singing…

And presents…

Stay tuned!

Yesterday

“Yesterday I chased those birds at the beach”

“Yesterday mommy and Wyatt went on the plane to see Gabs”

“Yesterday we went to Disneyland”

“Yesterday we go to Target and see that Dinosaur”

“Yesterday Wyatt was soap and wet (soakin’ wet)”

“Yesterday we went trick or treating”

“Yesterday I go fishing with daddy and grandpa”

“Yesterday I got a shot”

“Yesterday you tried and kill those flies”

“Yesterday I saw Superman in the sky”

“Yesterday I ran away from Grandma”

“Yesterday I watched a movie in the park”

Yes. We had a very busy day “yesterday”. Dax is in a toddler phase right now that I hope he never figures out. Lately, everything is “yesterday”. Things that happened months ago, weeks ago, days ago, even this morning are “yesterday”. I don’t even try to correct him or tell him that it happened forever ago, because to him, he remembers it like it was yesterday. To him, these are significant things that he brings up about “yesterday”. Like when we went to Disneyland in August, that was “yesterday”. And obviously when we went trick or treating last month, that was “yesterday” too. He went camping with his dad and grandpa in May, ran away from his grandma a few weeks ago (that was scary), Wyatt and I went on a plane to see Gabs at the beginning of the month, and Dax got his flu shot last weekend all “yesterday”. Sometimes he does use it in the right context. Like I really was trying to kill some flies yesterday and we did go to Target and see that big Dinosaur in the toy section. But, for the most part, we have very busy “yesterdays”.

I kinda hope it stays that way. I know I’ll miss it when our “yesterdays” aren’t quite the same anymore and he actually figures out that all this didn’t take place “yesterday”. Ours days will be so boring!

Pre School Prankster

I bought this cute new shirt for Dax a few weeks ago and it’s finally long sleeve weather time. Hooray! If you can’t quite read it, it says “Pre School Prankster”.

Not two minutes after he had it on I find him plucking the hairs on his brother’s head with tweezers.

Nice.

This is him happily sitting in time out. What am I going to do...he isn't even in pre school yet!

Suddenly, this shirt is just not quite as cute anymore. It's too bad I still think he's is...Pre school prankster and all.

I like eating

I like hotdogs
I like beans,
I like eating in my jeans.

I like french fries
I like ham
I like eating in my jams.

I like cookies
I like pie
I like eating in my tie.

I like bagels
I like lox
I like eating in my socks.

I like pancakes
I like molasses
I like eating in my glasses.

I like veggies
I like fruit
I like eating in my boots.

I liked this little poem because for Wyatt, this is pretty much true. He has tried the majority of these things and loves them all. And then we added a verse that fit pretty well too....

I also like grass
I also like dirt
I also like eating the rice I dig outta my shirt!

The past few weeks Wyatt has been eating "real people" food and he is a maniac. We laughed so hard that he went digging for the missing grain of rice when his tray was completely full. He wants anything and everything and has become quite the impatient little eater. I seriously can not keep up with how fast he can shovel food in his mouth. For awhile there I tried to feed him the rest of his baby food and rice cereal I had, but he wants nothing to do with it. He wants finger foods and he wants it now. As these pictures can attest, we have quite the mess to clean up when he is done. There's nothing like rice and grated cheese stuck to chubby legs and thighs.

Please excuse the saggy WT onesie...it was a lazy Sunday afternoon. What can I say?