Birthdays galore!

As I was waiting for the blog to load so I could start typing, I thought about how much we've been celebrating birthdays lately. And then I realized all of those parties have revolved around - to some degree anyway - Miles' birthday. His day is traditionally celebrated with Auntie Angie, then again in Green Bay at Thanksgiving time and in conjunction with his Great Aunt Donna's birthday, and is finally topped off with a party for friends at our house. Oh yes, and we throw a party in at school too. Today was the topper. The icing on the cake. The final blow out of candles. I planned to blog about all of the aforementioned parties, but let's be honest....I'm exhausted. After hosting 8 preschoolers (and an overwhelmed 2 year old brother), mama and daddy are calling it a day.

These kids are pretty darn cute. And very energetic.

More later!

Happy Birthday to Cousin Linda!

Happy Birthday Linda! We hope the sun was shining warm in NC for your special day!

Weston is growing!

Good news on the home front: Weston continues to grow! We were never really worried, what with his milk, goldfish cracker, and bean soup consumption...but it is nice to see that he's holding his own in the world of 2 year olds. Here's the breakdown --

Weight: 29 lbs 12 oz (70th %ile)
Height: 36 1/2 inches (91st %ile)
Head Circumference: 19 3/4 inches (85th %ile)
Chin Dimple Depth: .20 cm
So in the last year, Westy has added over 5 pounds and 5 inches to his little frame. His head has grown by an inch (mouth by at least 2 inches), and his chin dimple has remained the same. The only healthy shot he needed to get was for the flu -- lucky boy! Daddy was with him and said Weston sat up and watched the nurse poke the needle into his little chicken thigh. His face turned bright red and he looked away and pouted. That was it! Amazing.

Miles and I decided we better get immunized against the flu bug too, so we went to the clinic after school/work. Weston came along for support. We opted for the nasal mist and it was slick. Literally! A little sniffling and we were done. Easy peasy.

Here's the happy two year old, proud of his newly documented dimensions --

And here are the brothers being silly on the stairs. A great place to play!

Until mommy intervenes and demands attention.

All in all it was a great day. Then someone lost his pants in a wrestling match and life came to a crashing hault. Bummer! Better luck next time, kiddo.

We love you, Westy doo-daa. We are proud of you for growing but it does make us a little sad to watch you become a big boy.... Thanks for being our happy little howler monkey!