I sit here before you..a tired momma. Wow. Pretty sure I was run over by a Mack truck..and sadly L could care less. Therefore, I trudge on..with my sinuses raging and leaking (aren’t you glad I’m not Skyping right now?) and the bags under my eyes might need a ‘over the acceptable weight limit’ fee. Since our last post, we have had a professional photo shoot, a skinned chin (after the photos, thankfully), a pretty good road trip to Denver, fun IN Denver, back home and in less than 24 hours from that, a birthday party-palooza. Oh and today was our 1 year visit to the dr (aka. shot day.). Whew…you tired? Me too.
The sizeable lazy monster in me right now is praying for a short cut so you can see pics of all those events without me having to post them on here. But alas, there’s not. So it might be two posts worth of pics..but for you, my public, I will trudge and leak on.
First task though…Please if you see our gorgeous Nana tomorrow (3/26)…tell her HAPPY BIRTHDAY! We love you Nana… Hope you have a great day. In honor of her and her artistic roots.. we went shopping. Kidding, we bought finger paint (which actually looks like the gross icing from the tube…which might confuse a older kid..or me). My little picasso…or jackson pollack…whatever…watched me once, checked me out to make sure I wasn’t leading him down a path of “NO”..and loved it. It was hilarious. We did it after dinner..which was Spag and meatballs. So realy it was two messes and 1 clean up. I am amazing. Plus, noodles add texture to the pictures. Sidebar: L really wants to be like us..which includes a real fork and plate. So pics are of his artwork and his amazing fork dexterity.
This is his spaghetti/fingerpainting outfit. Ok, who am I kidding…this is our everyday outfit. And to think he got a ton of clothes for his bday. I personally love the bandaids on his thighs…shot day. boo.
He didn’t walk on the paintings..but I made him stand on each one. He laughed at me.
Ok…a few pics from the party on this post..and then Denver will have to wait until my drugs kick in and I can re-open my eyelids. It was a great turnout..a big thanks to the people who came and a ‘we missed you’ to the people who couldn’t.
Uncle Ry and Auntie Al gave L a riding fire truck which has this sweet song …that makes my ears bleed now that L replays it over and over and over. Revenge, my dear brother, is coming….
I love this face.
Auntie Cait’s best present ever.. a blow up school bus with a ball pit. He loves it and so does everyone else (who doesnt have to constantly put the balls back in it). Love you Auntie!
L’s rocking KU jersey from his friend Lindsay and Sean…with that silly KSU chupi in his mouth.. Dylan makes him wear it.
There are many, many, many (thanks Auntie Bekah) more pics but you will just have to come over and browse my laptop sometime….