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Saturday, April 9, 2011

Happy 2nd B-day!

We had huge plans for Hayes' second birthday. The crate paper was out, decorations in check and party a go. Only problem? The dang weather.

We had plans to go to Logan for baby animal days on Hayes' actual birthday so you could imagine how bummed we were when it rained poured flooded the entire morning. We decided to go anyway and try our luck with the animals inside the barns. Hayes loved it despite the rain and gushy mud. We didn't last very long before we took shelter at a nearby McDonalds and let the kids warm up and run around. So much for cute decorations, but hey the thought was definitely there.

Here's Hayes spread out birthday week...
Did you expect anything but a Buzz lightyear party?


























Thursday, April 7, 2011

Where did my baby go?

{I obviously never posted this because I never got around to uploading the pictures...oh well, here it is waaaay late, haha}

A two year-old? Really? I can't believe Hayes is going to be 2 in a couple short days. Even though I miss my sweet little baby, Hayes is so much fun now.

About our almost two-year old, (sigh)...

  • Our house right now revolves around "Bight-year". Oh gosh, Buzz is his favorite thing in the entire world. No joke! He used to yell "mom" for me to come get him out of his crib but now more times than that he yells, "where's Bightyear, where's Bightyear?" He'd watch Toy Story all day if I let him. 
  • He also obsesses about everything little boy like helicopters, airplanes, trains, tractors, cars, remotes, puddles... His favorite time of day is when the garbage man comes.
  • He'd definitely move his bedroom outside if we let him. He'll grab his shoes and coat and he lets me know when he thinks it's time to go outside.
  • He's a list maker, especially when we are in the car. The other day we were heading out to Kami's and I told him where we were going so he made a list that went something like this, "Ridge, Navie, Pop pop, Ridge, Aunt Kam, Pop pop, Dax, Pop pop's bachoe..." and he says it so matter of fact like.
  • He likes to sing before we tuck him in at night. If he doesn't know the words he makes them up as he goes. 
  • Hayes is quite the little counter. We went through a period where he hated the numbers 1 and 7 and always left them out but now he finally includes them and counts to ten like a champ. He totally uses it to his advantage too. It's like if he goes to all the effort to count, we had darn well better do something special when he finally gets to ten like applaud him or swing him in the air or how could we possibly get mad at him for jumping down the stairs if he just counted so perfectly before take off?!?


Thursday, March 24, 2011

The last few months

I'm comfy at 80 degrees, Hayes is comfy at whatever the temperature is outside.


 We tried to do this cute little St. Patricks dinner for Hayes, he wanted absolutely nothing of it.
We have a little routine at our house. At least a hundred times a day Hayes heads over to our leg with the death grip and with all his might tries to pull us. With a little strain in his voice he tells us, "uuuup, please mom, uuuup." The persistent little stink won't give up until you get up, "come on, come on." Most the time he takes you to the kitchen and asks for a "treat please" but the other times he takes you to the door and wants outside. To say we are excited for Spring is an understatement!




Our biggest victory since the last update. No more binkie. I know I should be embarrassed it took this long to get rid of it, but the kid was obsessed with it and with Chris' crazy school schedule it wasn't a battle I wanted to tackle. BUT we finally did it and he still talks about it like we took a limb or vital organ from him. He asks me daily where his binkie is and before I can tell him for the millionth time it's broken, he gives me that famous Hayes scowl and tells me, "momma broke it!" Yep, I'm mean.

My favorite thing he does lately is his fake cry. The kid literally says (not cries, he says), "boo-hoo" with his lip all puckered out and it's so adorably fake. Hence the it's-almost-bedtime pout. Now dad's the mean one? Bully.

Monday, February 14, 2011

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Cornflakes 21 months

The Before:
My little guy looked so sweet this particular morning so I had to grab out my camera. He wasn't quite ready to wake up for the day so he layed back down on the front room floor and took another snooze...
And when he finally did wake up he looked so adorably cuddly...
 
 The Question:
How did we get to this point just seconds later?
Everything in Between:
I guess he decided he could get himself breakfast.You little turkey.

When I pulled out the vacuum to clean it up I broke his little heart.