Happy Halloween!

Love, Little Einstein.

Captured: Sunday afternoon at Temple Square

One week. One picture. One memory. 

Captured: the best snuggler

One week. One picture. One memory.

Two years.

It has now been two years since our little baby joined our family. How can I try to describe my sweet and silly little boy?

The more time that passes the more his funny little personality develops. He loves being goofy and making himself laugh. He is a typical toddler boy, with a seemingly endless supply of energy that only fuels his sense of humor. Having an audience around makes him happy.

He is stubborn, particular, and incredibly independent. While his strong-will can drive us crazy at times, we know it will enable him to do and be great things in his life.

He loves to learn and is inquisitive about everything and anything. He has always been a little book-worm, and when he is quiet for a suspiciously long time, I will usually find him sitting in his room reading books to himself.

Above all, he has a big heart and is genuinely loving. He is a complete mama's boy, but always runs to greet his dad when he comes home. Often, while playing by himself, he will stop what he is doing and come give us hugs before heading right back to his toys. He is generous with his kisses and love yous, and continues to be the best little snuggler.

In ways I can't believe how fast these last two years have been; in ways it seems like he has always been a part of our little family.

Captured: little reader

One week. One picture. One memory.

T is for Thompson

Last Friday we had a little family shindig to celebrate Thompson's birthday. On a related note, it won't be a day we will easily forget, since there were armed suspects from a carjacking loose on our block a few hours before the party started. But that is another story.

We decided on a vintage flashcard theme, since the ABC's are a current obsession of his. Thompson loved all of the alphabet decorations, and was even more excited about the audience he had to show off his letter-identification skills.

Thompson pretty much acted like it was the best night of his life, combining all of his favorite things: attention, family, plenty of treats, balloons, the alphabet, and new toys. We loved celebrating this little boy with everyone who came, and wished all our loved ones could have been there.

Beeeeert-day!

Last Thursday, my little baby turned two. I don't think Thompson is quite old enough to understand the concept of a birthday, but all day he went around the house saying "beeeert-day, beeeert-day" to himself. And I don't think he minded the constant attention he received and the massive amounts of sugar he got to consume.

We started off the day with some crazy bed-head and birthday pancakes.

After skyping/facetiming with almost all his family, we filled the day with a visit to the train at Barnes & Noble, a free Maggie Moos birthday cone (which was not as kid-sized as advertised), a trip to Toys R Us to use a birthday gift card, and a lunch date with mama. After one busy morning, we headed home for a little nap before meeting Dad at work. However, Thompson apparently follows a strict no-naps-on-birthdays rule.

After dinner (and more sugar), we moved on to presents. We facetimed my family so they could watch Thompson open presents, since they wouldn't be able to be at Thompson's party the next day. The more presents he opened, the more excited he got about the actual opening process.

I think Thompson is now wondering why every day can't be as excitement/treat/present-filled as his birthday. Don't worry T, Christmas is soon!