Friday, June 22, 2012

To My Adam

Happy Birthday, sweet little boy!  We are so grateful that you are a part of our family, and we can't imagine life without you.

Being a year old means:

You can't keep a shirt clean for more than five minutes.

You can't keep Mom's shirt clean for more than five minutes.

You're old enough to know exactly what you want, but too young to understand why you can't have it.

Being best friends with your older brother. You two play so well together (usually).  He is so nice to you and helps you all the time.  You think he is just so funny and you enjoy watching his antics.

You're a total momma's boy.

You're starting to take some steps, and you're about to take off any day.

Papa is one of your favorite people.

You love your stuffed Mickey Mouse.

Smoothies are your favorite, along with watermelon, cherries, grapes, bananas, and strawberries.  Yogurt us up there, too, and anything with sugar in it.  You got your Mom's sweet tooth, for sure.

You love to jabber.

You act coy when you meet people talk to you.

You love your pacifier.

You laugh at naptime when I put you in your bed.

You already have twelve teeth!  I think Isaac had maybe four when he was a year old.

You are the sweetest, cutest little guy, and you have everyone you know wrapped around your little finger.

We love you!

Thursday, June 14, 2012


 I call this 'The Yogurt Tree'.  Or: 'What-Happens-When-You-Don't-Wipe-The-Counter-For-A-Whole-Day'.  Or: 'What-Happens-When-You-Just-Got-A-Puppy-And-You're-Remodeling-Your-Home'.  Mediums used were yogurt, animal cracker, and rose stem.  Sometimes you just have to find beauty in unexpected places.

We've been pretty busy at the P. household of late.  Mostly fun things, like:


 Lots of working on the remodel.  The Bug is loving the Father-Son time out helping his Daddy.

 Camping near Richfield.
We had a lot of fun.  The boys slept through the night, and in my mind that makes for a successful trip.  My allergies were SO bad, I had a hard time enjoying nature, but we got to do a little exploring and had some really good food (another huge camping win).

Yes, that is toilet paper in my nose.  Don't judge.

The rope swing was a huge hit.

Adam wanted in on the action.  He loved the swing!


Introducing: Tacoma George.  Or: Tucker, Tuck, Tucky, Tuck-Tuck

Needless to say, we're having fun.  Tucker is a little ball of energy, but he's a fast learner and very sweet.  I think he is going to be a great addition to our family.  Shout out to my AMAZINGly tolerant, understanding, and loving husband for letting this happen. I love you, Babe!