Friday, January 31, 2014

birthdays galore.

This was the month of birthdays! 
(Or, well, the ones that count at least! Haha, just kidding, just kidding...)

I turned TWENTY-SIX! I'm in my LATE twenties people! And when I say it, it still feels weird.
I don't feel like I'm twenty-six, so I hope I'm not expected to own up to it and act mature...
Can't I just pretend I'm twenty-one forever??

My birthday fell on a Wednesday so Jeff and I both took the day off and spent it being lazy. We woke up super early that morning to get breakfast at the Cracker Barrel with my mom and sisters (Jeff wanted to come, so it wasn't solely a girl's get-together like usual, but that was okay☺) I had told Wyatt earlier when we were leaving that it was my birthday, and he smiled a huge smile and said, "Happy BIRTHDAY, Mom!!" It was ridiculously adorable. Then, while we were sitting at our table in the restaurant, he said, rather loudly, "It's my mom's birthday!" and started singing Happy Birthday to me, to which our entire table and some of the other occupants joined in. 
I was only a little mortified. 
But mostly pleased. 
Wyatt loves birthdays.
That night Jeff took me out to a fancy dinner at Sapporo (sushi and teppanyaki) and when we went to pick up our kids at Grace's house, she had made me my favorite chocolate molten lava cake!! I was super spoiled.

And then, two weeks later, little Logan celebrated his birthday too, turning TWO! Unfortunately, he was sick, along with Wyatt and myself at one point too, so it was a little rough. We weren't able to celebrate his birthday in any big way, but we did have some fun at each of his grandparent's houses at our Sunday dinners. The Sunday before (still being sick) we had a little celebration for the both of us at my parent's house and these were the only pictures I have. The next Sunday was at the Downses, and we had fun celebrating there too.

We were photo-bombed a lot...

Opening a few presents...

The biggest hit was this Buzz Lightyear helmet, and Wyatt was really sad that he didn't get one too.

My littlest baby is already two, and I can't hardly stand it. He really doesn't seem that old to me, and I still look at him like he's a baby. I know he's not really, but it's hard for me to admit that he's a full-fledged walking, talking, big boy toddler. He's super, SUPER stubborn, but a really good cuddler when he wants to be. He loves books and bubbles and being outside. He ADORES dogs and really wishes we had one. He wants to be Buzz Lightyear and fly a rocketship. He's still a daddy's boy, loves his mommy more than anything, and refuses to say Wyatt's name. In fact, I don't think he even calls Wyatt anything. It's bizarre. And speaking of his words, here's his compilation: 
Granny (sometimes)
All the aunts and uncles
 yes (for yes he also says uh-uh, and has since he was little. Everyone is confused by it, but we can't get him to uh-HUH for yes...)
no (or in his case, NO!!!!)
Ha-Ha (Woody)
Toy Story 
Toy Story 2
beeby (butterfly)
What's that?
Where's ____?
There he is!
I don't know
thank you
Demma (his blanket's name)
all done
choo-choo (he refers to this when he's talking about a car. Don't ask me why, I've tried to correct him, but it hasn't registered yet, haha!)
yech! (when something is gross)
I too! (when you say "I love you" he says this back)
He'll sing along with songs whether it's a familiar song on the radio or Happy Birthday or a Primary song
He knows the animal sounds for cat, dog, cow, duck, chicken, snake, monkey, fish, horse, lion, tiger, bear, elephant, owl, and frog

The end!

1 comment:

Holly Decker said...

those photobombs? seriously funny.
and i love that word list. he sounds utterly adorable.