We only found out the details of graduation and that he could graduate on Tuesday and graduation was on Friday, so it was stressfull getting him there- but we made it! I went early with Brett and took pictures and saved seats. My parents (THANK GOODNESS) took Weston with them later so he was able to see Brett walk and everything but I wasn't trying to keep him occupied the whole entire time! It was cute, when the graduates were seated and he saw his dad he kept calling for Daddy and pointing to him because he wanted to go sit by Daddy. Below is a little clip of when he walked. Excuse the bouncing around like crazy, but Weston was trying to steal the camera from me so it was hard to hold it steady!
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Brett's Graduation
My baby
Today Weston let me hold him and rock him in the big stuffed chair in his room as he drifted off to sleep. It's so difficult for him to sit still for a moment, so the occasion is rare and much loved by his Mommy that he 1) lets me hold or cuddle him for a length of time 2) he would fall asleep in my arms! For a minute my toddler could be my little baby again. =) He's just growing SO FAST!! He felt so big in my arms, I wondered how much longer until he'll be bigger than me.
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Day with Dad
Today is Mother's Day and I'm at work. Not really the best way to say, "I love you Mom," or "Thanks for being the mother to my child." So we tried to celebrate yesterday. My mom decided she would take all the mothers of her grandchildren out to see the movie Babies and I got to take care of Weston, so we went to the zoo with his cousins.
To be honest, we weren't gone long. It was only about four hours. At the zoo, we rode the train and looked at the elephants before we decided to go to the bird show. After riding the merry-go-round, we still had enough time to walk through, what my nephew Zeke would refer to as, the Reptile Building (I think that is what it's called even though it has a myriad of other animals).
The show was cool. One of the birds of prey got confused and stopped responding to their commands. It perched itself in two different trees before they were finally able to coax it down and back into the safety of its cage.
After the show, we went to the playground where Weston and another boy were throwing dirt and woodchips at eachother. He really was able to maintain a fairly clean appearance, even through snacks and drinks, for most of the day, until this point. I brushed the dirt and woodchips out of his hair as we were leaving.
If you've been to the zoo recently (like in the past five years or more) you would notice that there is a huge marble (or granite or other rock material) ball that is supported by a pressurized flow of water. Kids love to touch it and push it and basically play in the water around it. We didn't make it out the gate before Weston insisted on joining the other kids in their fun. He loves bigger kids. But he doesn't always fit in because he is either too small or in his own little world. Well, he got knocked down and dirty water soaked into the white of his shirt and splashed about every where else.
Weston has a little snack cup that I gave him when we got in the car. He immediately pulled out a cookie and started chomping on it. When we got to my mom's house, the partially chewed-up cookie was resting on his chest as he slept peacefully in his car seat. I hate to wake him up, he is just such an adorable sleeper.
We left Weston at my parent's house and ran to Costco. I love their smoothies and so does Weston. He couldn't devoure it fast enough so he took the lid off and started chugging (giving him the lovely moustache).
The picture above is what he looked like in the end. Be advised, Nicky, dressed him that morning in a brand new t-shirt that was purchased for the summer. Now, after soaking and scrubbing, the shirt looks second hand, thanks to Weston's day with Dad.
To be honest, we weren't gone long. It was only about four hours. At the zoo, we rode the train and looked at the elephants before we decided to go to the bird show. After riding the merry-go-round, we still had enough time to walk through, what my nephew Zeke would refer to as, the Reptile Building (I think that is what it's called even though it has a myriad of other animals).
The show was cool. One of the birds of prey got confused and stopped responding to their commands. It perched itself in two different trees before they were finally able to coax it down and back into the safety of its cage.
After the show, we went to the playground where Weston and another boy were throwing dirt and woodchips at eachother. He really was able to maintain a fairly clean appearance, even through snacks and drinks, for most of the day, until this point. I brushed the dirt and woodchips out of his hair as we were leaving.
If you've been to the zoo recently (like in the past five years or more) you would notice that there is a huge marble (or granite or other rock material) ball that is supported by a pressurized flow of water. Kids love to touch it and push it and basically play in the water around it. We didn't make it out the gate before Weston insisted on joining the other kids in their fun. He loves bigger kids. But he doesn't always fit in because he is either too small or in his own little world. Well, he got knocked down and dirty water soaked into the white of his shirt and splashed about every where else.
Weston has a little snack cup that I gave him when we got in the car. He immediately pulled out a cookie and started chomping on it. When we got to my mom's house, the partially chewed-up cookie was resting on his chest as he slept peacefully in his car seat. I hate to wake him up, he is just such an adorable sleeper.
We left Weston at my parent's house and ran to Costco. I love their smoothies and so does Weston. He couldn't devoure it fast enough so he took the lid off and started chugging (giving him the lovely moustache).
The picture above is what he looked like in the end. Be advised, Nicky, dressed him that morning in a brand new t-shirt that was purchased for the summer. Now, after soaking and scrubbing, the shirt looks second hand, thanks to Weston's day with Dad.
Happy Mother's Day
By Brett
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