Three Years? (!!!)

It seems impossible to me that it has been three years ago since my little G burst into the world.

How did I live more than 25 years before him? What did I do with all my time?

Someday I'll get around to posting his birth story (it's written, but should probably be edited for his sake, before it's posted up for posterity and all the world to see). But until then, here are a few of the things we love most about our sweet GiGi.

1. He's so sweet and patient and wants to include everyone in all he does. He very often asks "You want to join me?" to whomever is around as he plays or reads.

2. He's a great sleeper. We toss him into bed at 7:30 and he's good until about 8AM. Yes, I know how lucky I am.

3. He's so stinking smart it astounds me.

4. He can be reasoned with. Do you know how much easier this makes the tantrum phase?

5. He is, hands down, the most HYSTERICAL person on the planet. And he knows it.

 

Happy birthday, sweet baby (BTW, if you heard me call you that, you'd say "I not a baby, I just a boy!") - you make our world go 'round!

Suuuuuper Late...

Pipes turned 4 months like 4 weeks ago. And apparently I forgot to take a decent photograph. But here's her stat card, just the same (because I know you've been holding your breath)!

(TYPO ALERT: That should say she can put in her own binky if he's NOT sleepy. Oh, if only she did it when she was tired, too...)

Caught on Camera

 

Go ahead and judge my plastic table cloth. Way easier than washing every other day. ;)

Christmas bed head.
 

The carcasses of Christmas Present(s)

When I was a kid, my dad used to follow us around with a black leaf bag and we had to put our wrapping paper right in after opening a gift. It made me CRRRRAZZZYYY (and hello, OCD much?) so I LOVE that Erik doesn't mind that I leave the mess for a few hours after we are done opening. Nothing says fun like a huge mess in the living room!

Sweetly playing together, with the toy kitchen from Auntie and Uncle Mike.
BTW, those are new clothes behind them, not a pile of laundry I use to decorate.

 

Magwet Cars and a Doctor Kit

That's what G said he wanted from HoHo.


Santa came!

 

And lo and behold, he brought a doctor kit!

And Mom and Dad delivered on the "magwet cars" (trains that magnetize together)

                                     

It was a good year to be a little boy.

Chistmas Catch Up...

...may never happen.

I have a billion pictures to sift through from Grandparent visits to friend visits to New Years Eve. Resolutions and revelations are swimming in my head to be written about, but who has the time?

Erik is going out of town for a few days which leaves me with house cleaning and birthday party prep for G's 3rd birthday "bash" that is rapidly approaching (and for which I have done minimal prep work), plus a close friend arrives for a visit on Thursday. Maybe she can help me figure out how to make a Daniel Tiger Trolley out of poster board.

And did I mention that the kids and I are all sick or getting sick from a long, fun, and apparently germy weekend with OTHER great friends? Small price to pay for long nights spent playing well after bed time, I suppose. Unless you're Piper. A cold when you're 4 months old is a big price to pay for anything. She seems to be the least afflicted of the three of us, hopefully it remains that way.

Oh crap, that reminds me that I need to do her 4 month stat card (11 days late... if I get it done today... which I probably won't because I have 57 mounds of laundry to deal with or my husband might divorce me... Although, here I sit, just the same...)