Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Uncle Tom


My brother had an internship with Potomac Advocates in DC. He moved here in January (on my birthday!) and left earlier this month. It was awfully nice having family here for four months. My kids love Uncle Tom.

We had great times touring museums, visiting the zoo and celebrating holidays together.DSC_0013-1

Waiting for Tom



Spotting the sloth bear


I’ve decided I really like birds. Especially this one. Go ahead and blow this bad boy up. So intricate. So gorgeous.

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Love me some orange flamingos too!


DSC_0056-1 Tom is always a huge help pushing the stroller. He’s having a great time, even though his face doesn’t show it.

It was special to have a family member party with us on Anderson’s 3rd birthday.



Tom and his girlfriend joined us for Easter. The Bunny put Tom and Carrie to work hiding eggs.

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On his last night in DC, Tom had a sleepover with Anderson. Anderson was so excited to have a bunk mate and talked to Tom for a long time before they fell asleep. Come on, you don’t actually sleep at a sleepover, right?DSC_0120 DSC_0123

And, Tom babysat for us twice during his four month stint out here. That was awesome. Thanks Tom!

P.S. Harley’s garden is insanely amazing! He’s planted over 90 things. Also amazing: our new grill handed down from ward peeps preparing to move.

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Monday, May 16, 2011

My Great Big Little Boy


This guy is now THREE.  That’s a pretty big deal, in case you didn’t know.


Anderson turned 3 back on April 15th. (I’ve been a little busy.)   He seems so grown up.


On Anderson’s Birthday Eve  I snuggled up with him at bedtime and told him he’d never be two again.  I asked how he felt about that.  Anderson told me,  “I’m ready for my mumber 3.  I fink it will be a good mumber Mom.”  Then he went to sleep.  Well, okay kid.  As long as you’re ready for this.DSC_0002

Anderson’s big gift from his grandparents was a new table and chairs set which he (read I) thinks is 100% darling.  We surprised him with it first thing Birthday Morning.

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Later we celebrated by going to the park.  Just me and Anderson and Max.  


Anderson got a carpet burn on his forehead (don’t ask) a week before his birthday.  It is just now (5 weeks later) fading but is still visibly pink.  It’s crazy distracting so I photoshopped it out of some of my favorite pictures, but left it in the rest.  It’s a good representation of his age and personality, right?DSC_0049


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Max had his first swing experience and loved it.  He was all giggles.



Uncle Tom, who was interning in DC at the time, joined us for dinner at Chick-fil-a.  We can’t get enough of that place, its chicken sandwiches, its milkshakes and its great indoor playground.



Back home, we opened presents, ate cake and sang Happy Birthday.

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Tom took this shot of Max “in jail.”  Really he’s pulling up on our stairs’ railing.


Anderson’s big gift from us:  a tricycle. 


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It took him about a day to figure out how to pedal, but by Sunday he was cruisin’.

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Pretty soon, he didn’t need the adult push bar.  We had a feeling that wouldn’t last long.


“Don’t worry Mom.  I am doing fine.”

DSC_0119DSC_0123  Back to Birthday Night…

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Masterpiece right?  3 is definitely harder than 2 or 1.


Oh my poor kid with the crappy cake.  But guess what?  He loves it.


So does Max.


I made Anderson a photo book of his 2nd year (yes, I’m a year behind).  It arrived just before his birthday so I wrapped it up.  He loved it.



The day after Anderson turned 3 Harley turned 32.  Harley got birthday donuts (making another cake seemed ridiculous).  It poured rain the entire day ruining our zoo plans and our dinner date plans.   We stayed in, put the kids to bed early, ordered Middle Eastern take-out and had a quiet evening at home… which is actually Harley’s ideal way to party.DSC_0287

I bought him Toms shoes, which he’s making me return.  He bought himself a DNA kit which he’ll spit in then mail back to the nerds at 23andme, who will analyze his saliva and send us a cheat sheet of his genetic makeup.  He can’t wait.

A week after Anderson’s birthday we took a celebratory family road trip to Philadelphia to visit our friends the Smiths, tour the city and take Anderson to the Please Touch Museum.  Please Touch is a children’s museum where you are encouraged to touch everything.  It did not disappoint.


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Tea Party in Alice’s Wonderland.  My favorite section.



And just like that, my great big little boy was another year older.  Two was a big year for Anderson.  He became a big brother.  He moved.  He left the crib for bunk beds.  He started preschool.  He gave up the pacifier.  He potty trained.    I never blogged about that last one (oh how I meant to), so I’ll go ahead and throw up some pictures here.


We had a full blown “potty party.”  Boy was it fun.


Left:  On the phone with Papa saying, “Yeah, this is so much work.”  He then told me, “Mom, leave.  You shut the door and leave me.  This is going to get very icky in here.”  Right:  He filled his chart and earned his prize in less than two weeks.  Our secret to success:  waiting until he was really REALLY ready.


Each transition Anderson surprised us with how well he did.  He is a great kid.  And he’s funny!  My favorite times of the day are when he says something so smart or funny I’m left laughing out loud.  Every day I wait for it.  Every day it happens.  We love him so.