Tuesday was Western Day at Stacey's school and we had one mighty fine cowpoke on our hands.
Friday, April 23, 2010
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Can You Dig It??
For weeks whenever Wyatt saw any sort of earth mover, dump truck or construction equipment of any kind he'd say, "That's mine, dats for my struction party." And on Sat., although no real equipment was present, WPS Construction opened the job site and welcomed the work crew for his much anticipated "struction" party.
Don't mind my reflection in the glass. ;)
I've been looking for an excuse to make these little paper cones and finally had one!! They are super easy and make a great little snack holder.
We have a little half bath in the pool house so naturally it became a port-a- potty - HA!
The birthday boy LOVED it!
This is a random picture, but I wanted to include my barricade. We snagged this out of one of our neighbors bulk trash piles and spray painted it orange and white. It was my first official dumpster dive and I was pretty proud of how it turned out.
We did lots of snacking,
The sand was SUCH a hit!!
posing,
and finally, smashing a pinata! Wyatt's big request for his bertday was a truck "yata".
Lots of loot.
The favors.
The forecast called for an 80% chance of rain and the boys were coming off of a little bug. But thankfully the rain held off during the party and the boys were fever free so we were able to celebrate without interruption - phew!
The Smith's
And while I am giving what I now realize sounds like an acceptance speech (Angie I feel you) I do have to give a big shout out to my husband who doesn't even skip a beat when I suggest we fill the backyard with sand! I won't demasculinize him by calling him Martin Stewart, but I will say he is always up for a good party and isn't afraid to join me in crazy town from time to time while I plot and plan our next event.
Now that the party is over Wyatt informed me that for his next "bertday" he would like a Spongebob Max and Ruby Superhero party - sounds cute doesn't it? (that is written in sarcasm font just in case you were wondering)!
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Three Years Old!
Yesterday my baby turned three!! I think it every stinkin' birthday, but oh my stars where does the time go!?!? I hear people all the time pregnant with #2 wondering how they will ever love another baby as much as the first. I know it is normal concern, but I never worried. I just knew I would love every bit of him and from day one to today I have! It doesn't hurt that he is as lovable as they come. His little snaggle tooth, his raspy Texas draw, the way he says I luv you too - even if he says it first, and everything in between, he just melts me. It is not uncommon at all for Stacey and I to look at each other after he says something or gives us a certain look and just shake our heads knowing that those little looks and that little personality are going to get him out of SO much trouble in life, it isn't even fair!! Oh Wyatt we just adore you and can't imagine our world without YOU in it!
We're having a party on Sat., so yesterday was just some old fashioned family celebrating - just happens to be one of my favorite kinds. :)
On his birthday eve we planted donut seeds. My friend Wendi does this with her boys at Christmas and I've been waiting for just the right time to introduce my boys to it. We put the "seeds" (Cheerios) on a rather pathetic little "tree" (branch in a bucket) before bed. Many seeds were also consumed in the process.Good Morning Sunshine! (I know a lot of girls who spent A LOT of time in the early 90's trying to achieve this look. ;)
He woke up to a trail of 3's leading to the front door where wouldn't you know it donuts had grown on our tree!!! So fun.
We love to watch America's Funniest Home Videos (AFV to the loyal fans) as a family. Several weeks ago there was a video of a little boy getting ready to blow out the candles on his birthday cake when his Dad pushed his face down into the cake. Our Daddy teased that he was going to do that to the boys on their birthdays. Sounded great to III but Wyatt said he would pass. On the way home from the park out of nowhere Wyatt said, "Hey Mom, I not want anybody to push my face in my cake, K??" Poor little guy who knows how long he's been worrying about that one! I assured him he didn't need to worry about that one little bit.
Happy Birthday to you!
When we finished singing he said, "Lets sing happy birthday to me again!!"
Mission accomplished. We have on thoroughly celebrated, very happy three year old!

Stay tuned for the "struction" (construction) party. :)
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