
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Pretty much...
He's pretty much the cutest boy, in color or black & white. This was taking a break between cutting heart shaped cookie dough and decorating some yummy cookies.


Sunday, February 7, 2010
A favorite feature
Potty Training...
Friday, January 29, 2010
Proof...
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Hat
My son hates wearing hats. This really depresses me, he has SO many cute ones! I've tried tricking him. Tried finding ones he'd like. Nothing was working. Finally, I used my number 1 mommy skill, manipulation. I told him he couldn't go to his friend's house if he didn't wear his hat out in the cold. It worked! Also, I think it helped when his friend Mason told him it was cool. He wouldn't take his hat off all day.
Here's my little cutie.

Here's my little cutie.

Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Flowers
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Monday, January 4, 2010
New Years!
We had a kids friendly new years party. Unfortunately
(or maybe fortunately!) most the kiddos were asleep as the clock struck midnight.
Miss K was the only one awake...
(James, BFF)
The Colbster himself, with the oh-so-beloved and oh-so-fragrant blankie.
Happy New Years, All!
(or maybe fortunately!) most the kiddos were asleep as the clock struck midnight.
Miss K was the only one awake...
Happy New Years, All!
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Making Cookies for Santa!
Friday, December 11, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
Car Seat
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Feeding an obsession
Not the best picture, I know. Just wanted to show off his cute new shirt the babysitter gave him, and his blue's clues books that Em gave him as well. I swear, they're trying to feed his addiction or something!
For the record, he started singing the blue's clues song, sat down in his 'thinking' chair, welded his book like a handy dandy notebook, and tapped his head as he sat down to 'think, think, think"
He's so hooked!

For the record, he started singing the blue's clues song, sat down in his 'thinking' chair, welded his book like a handy dandy notebook, and tapped his head as he sat down to 'think, think, think"
He's so hooked!

Thursday, November 5, 2009
Dear Colby
Dear Colby,
This past month you turned two years old. I cannot believe it. It feels like you should be so much younger. I still remember how it felt to be pregnant with you, to feel your little kicks and the hiccups. Sometimes when I look at you, I can’t believe its my same little baby.

You have grown into such a joy to have around. You make dad and me laugh every day. Its like you are a comedian, and you never ever run out of new material. This morning as we were getting ready to leave, I asked you to put your cup in your backpack so we could go to the babysitters. You looked around shouting “Cup? Where are you?” and then you walked back to me empty handed. When I asked you where the cup was you shrugged your shoulders and said “All gone.” When I pointed out the cup to you on the floor ten feet away, your face lit up like you were seeing a long-lost friend and you exclaimed “Cup!”

This past month, especially, you have turned into such a big boy. You moved out of your crib. We were so afraid that it would be a hard transition, but like always you took the transition with ease, now adoring your “Oy Bed!” (Big boy bed) You’re still not talking that well, but I still say you’re incredibly smart. You know half the alphabet by sight and can count to eight. When we’re out driving you’ll start shouting “esssss” and I’m trying to guess what you’re saying, is it Yes or bus or or or… and I see you pointing out the window to an “S” on the sign. You love to read, and our house is covered with scattered books from your reading times.

I think my absolute favorite part about you, Colby, is your joyfulness. You are such a happy child. You are ALWAYS dancing and singing. Your favorite songs to sing are ABC’s, Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, If all the Raindrops, Itsy Bitsy Spider, and I am a Child of God. Whenever we are out driving, you and I are singing at the top of our lungs. People may give me weird looks, but I don’t care. I’m enjoying my time with my sweet little boy, because I know it won’t last.

I love you buddy.
Mama
This past month you turned two years old. I cannot believe it. It feels like you should be so much younger. I still remember how it felt to be pregnant with you, to feel your little kicks and the hiccups. Sometimes when I look at you, I can’t believe its my same little baby.
You have grown into such a joy to have around. You make dad and me laugh every day. Its like you are a comedian, and you never ever run out of new material. This morning as we were getting ready to leave, I asked you to put your cup in your backpack so we could go to the babysitters. You looked around shouting “Cup? Where are you?” and then you walked back to me empty handed. When I asked you where the cup was you shrugged your shoulders and said “All gone.” When I pointed out the cup to you on the floor ten feet away, your face lit up like you were seeing a long-lost friend and you exclaimed “Cup!”
This past month, especially, you have turned into such a big boy. You moved out of your crib. We were so afraid that it would be a hard transition, but like always you took the transition with ease, now adoring your “Oy Bed!” (Big boy bed) You’re still not talking that well, but I still say you’re incredibly smart. You know half the alphabet by sight and can count to eight. When we’re out driving you’ll start shouting “esssss” and I’m trying to guess what you’re saying, is it Yes or bus or or or… and I see you pointing out the window to an “S” on the sign. You love to read, and our house is covered with scattered books from your reading times.
I think my absolute favorite part about you, Colby, is your joyfulness. You are such a happy child. You are ALWAYS dancing and singing. Your favorite songs to sing are ABC’s, Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, If all the Raindrops, Itsy Bitsy Spider, and I am a Child of God. Whenever we are out driving, you and I are singing at the top of our lungs. People may give me weird looks, but I don’t care. I’m enjoying my time with my sweet little boy, because I know it won’t last.
I love you buddy.
Mama
Saturday, October 31, 2009
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