I wanna press the bunnit, Mom.
Took me a minute. Then I laughed at the cute.
And here is laundry help:
WPD turned 4 years old on Sunday, May 31st, 2015. He has asked for a party at the train park since about December – and it finally happened. He was so happy, he couldn’t sleep the night before. As every new thing was revealed (cake, balloons, presents, etc.) he got more and more excited. “For me? That’s for my party?!?” He didn’t seem to believe it! He was so happy I thought he might impload. Instead, he fell asleep.
Water bottles – it was hot out and these were a hit!
He loved his choo-choo cake! It was perfect! Red velvet inside, with cream cheese frosting between five layers!
And everyone loved the chocolate and vanilla cake pops! So cute!!
This is WPD and his best friend, Adan. They are both so serious! I love these two.
And…that face again!!
The four boys ridin’ the rails!
These are quite possibly the cutest kids on the planet!
One more of the best friends!
Oh the way home, we were talking about all our favorite parts of the party…then we just quieted down as we rode along towards home.
Very softly, from the back seat came this –
If RD hadn’t heard it, I’m not sure I would believe that I heard that. It was the sweetest thing and made all the hard work so worth it, and then some!
Wendy, Oscar, Ezekiel, Adan
Mary, Sonny, Parker, Alex
Tiu (Elia, his nina)
Paula, Angie, Cheyenne
Miss Cheryl and “Evelima”
Father Wee-oh (Leo)
Friday, May 29, 2015
WPD will be 4 years old on Sunday, May 31. Sigh…
Anyway, he says the funniest things, as kids do, and I just need to jot these two from today down.
He wanted to watch Little Einsteins – an episode called Instrument Dinosaurs.
When I found it and got in on the TV, he said, “You found it! Good job, Mom!” And he smiled approvingly at me.
It gave me a warm fuzzy glow of accomplishment, I’m not gonna lie!
Earlier today, he had his 4 year check up (uggg, that was a fiasco of sorts, not because of him). The doctor told him that we don’t pick our noses and that if he promised not to do that anymore he could have a fire truck sticker. WPD solemnly promised and got his stickers. Fast forward to tonight and we are walking into the grocery store and he’s diggin’ for gold again.
Me – W, the doctor said you are not supposed to do that! Stop it!!
Him – What? The doctor can’t see me here!!
Uggg, smarty pants.
January 2015 – We went to El Paso right after Christmas and had a wonderful time with all the family! Potty training went out the window (again). But when we got back…he did it! I will post the story of his decision to leave diapers behind in a separate post.
Hoping to do better with pictures and memories this year!