Balloon

So this is what Josh does with balloons, so funny. I have no idea where he learned it. Sorry, I often film Josh while Tyson is on the phone with his parents, so you get to hear him as well. :)

The Battle

My Crazy Kid

So we just went for a drive on the Parkway on Monday. We pulled over because I thought I was going to hurl from getting carsick. Josh and Tyson found some sticks and had a duel, after playing pinecone baseball of course. They are so funny together. Tommy and Josh watching Sesame Street right before they went to sleep. It was their first sleepover and they had SO much fun!

Josh's new church shirt, he looks like such a little stud. I am so glad Tyson insisted that his little boy needs to have a white button up for church, it just couldn't be cuter!

Kenni's boss, Cari, gave Josh a little jock outfit. He loved it until he realized that the pants are too big for him to walk in so he started freaking out. But they will fit when it starts getting colder, so we are good. :)

My friend, Sister Dryden and her little girls were cleaning out their toy room. The girls wanted to give their toys to Josh, which I thought was so sweet. So did Josh and he is loving them. Little people are the coolest!

So yeah, there are photos of my little dude. Hopefully I will be able to put up some videos, but who knows if it will work. :)

Some Thoughts on My Other Half

Ok, so now that my doctors appointments are every week and the drive there is almost an hour, I have had a lot of time to just think lately. I guess I am kind of grateful we don't have very good radio stations around here, otherwise I would have been blasting the tunes (it is the only time I have without Josh in the car, so I kind go crazy) rather than thinking.

I was thinking about how all my posts are about my two little boys, rather than the main boy/man of my life. So I wanted to blog a little about my Hunny Bunches, mostly because I am just so thankful for him. This is what he does everyday: he snuggles with me every morning far longer than he probably should after his alarm goes off (the first time) because he knows I hate being in bed without him. Then he gets Josh out of his room, gets all of us breakfast (usually cereal, but that is what we love), and then after that he gets himself ready for the day. We works all day, usually long days, and then when he gets home he often makes dinner while I stand there pretending to help as I tell him all about my day chasing Josh. Then he attacks Josh and they play, yelling, screaming and tackling each other until Josh starts fussing because he is so worn out. Then he helps me put Josh to bed, then we spend the evening together doing whatever I want.

At work he has just recently become a boss. He is in charge of an office of three people. They are all really good friends and so since this is a new shift, I was afraid it would be hard for him. But he is very kind to them, I think they understand that he is in charge, but that they can also give their opinion and he will listen. He is in charge and leads their staff meetings, which has been really neat to watch. I have never been there for one, but he prepares agendas for them, and has goals. It is just weird to see him be a real leader. He has wanted that from the first day I met him, probably from the day he was born, to be a leader, to be a boss. But I have never seen him in charge of anyone, besides me and Josh, but he makes me feel like I'm in charge, so I never have seen this side of him. I feel like a mom, I am just so proud of him.

Tyson has never been a guy that needs or usually even wants a guys night out. He doesn't go do "guy stuff" like playing basketball or going to the gym. Not that he can't or isn't good at it, he is pretty athletic and creams me by far. He just doesn't care about that stuff. He loves being at home with boring old me. I don't really know why, and I just can't figure out how I got so lucky. I remember my high school buddies and I used to dream up our perfect man and one time I sent a letter in the wind from the roof of my house that described the guy I wanted to marry. I know, totally weird, but I was quite the romantic weirdo. And from the first date I went on with Tyson, I was hooked, he fit everything I wanted and more. It wasn't just physically, it was this bizarre emotional connection that I had never felt with anyone else before. It was like being with another part of myself, I didn't have to think about what to say or how to act, it just happened, and he always makes me want to be better at the same time. I know this is all just a lot of rambling, but it just makes me so happy, he makes me so happy. He promised me he would make me laugh every day, and he has kept that promise. It is so hard to be sad or mad around him. And for my emotional pyscho-ness, that is pretty impressive.

We were just sitting there talking last night and he looked at me and told me I looked old. He didn't mean it in a rude way, he was just saying it was weird that we are getting old. We were still very much kids when we got married, and we kind of still are. But life, responsibility, those things age you (my gray hair can attest to that). It is really neat to watch Josh take his first step, to start talking now, to grow up. But it is also really neat to watch Tyson grow up too. He is a leader at work and at home, but he serves at both those places too, which I can see humbles him. I don't know how to explain it, but he is changing and it is neat to see.

Sorry, I have never been one to be concise, especially when it comes to a subject I love. Besides the Lord, I can't think of anything I love more than my Hunny Bunches. So thank you Tyson, for being my best friend, for putting up with my cranky days/weeks/past 9 months. Thank you for making so many meals and spending so much money on milk so I can have cereal twice a day (at least). Thank you for being such a good dad for Josh. Thank you for paying hard earned money for me to take a writing class so I can live my dreams. Thank you for loving me. Thank you for praying for me. Thank you for giving me something I love to write about. Thank you for being my muse, my love, my everything. I love you.

A look at the past

So, a few months ago, our friends Emilie and Logan gave us a CD of pictures they took of Joshua right after he was born. I never got around to looking at them until just now, and they are so cute! Josh looks so different and like an old man, all wrinkly. :) It is so weird we are going to have another one. Josh kept saying "bebe, bebe!" at every picture. I wonder if he knows how much his world is going to change in a few weeks. I worry so much about him. But I am finally getting so excited to have this kid. Being a mom of two is going to be different, but so fun, I know it. Especially when they are both big enough to rough house and be crazy together.

P.S.- I am only able to write this because the screen is minimized and we are watching elmo at the same time. :) I woke up this morning to Josh standing at his door yelling "ELMO!" Hehe, and even though I vowed my kids would never watch TV, it still is pretty cute how much he loves the weird little red creature.

So I finally have a minute

So my son has become aware of TV. It is very weird and I'm not sure how to handle it. We don't have cable or anything like it, but we have the internet. Well, Tyson wanted to show Josh a little song from sesame street that he used to listen to as a kid. Josh usually will ignore anything we are watching, but for some reason, he saw Elmo and he was hooked. So every morning he will bang on his door until we come and get him and without much of a greeting he will run to the laptop saying "elmo, elmo." If we ignore him too long, he goes to "cookie, cookie" which sounds more like "cooka, cooka." Then if he gets really desperate he goes to Ernie's laugh, which I can't even type how that sounds. It is really cute and hilarious. So we watch little clips of sesame street on youtube while Tyson gets ready for work. So yeah, who would have thought that I would get an elmo obsessed child? He is for sure Tyson's kid, that is all I got to say. I don't ever think I liked sesame street. But I do however, love this one song, the link is on my side bar. It is by Feist, whoever that is. But it sure is catchy. So oh yeah, that is why I don't blog much anymore, if I go anywhere near the laptop Josh thinks I am getting Elmo for him, and well, there is only so much of it I can handle, so I just steer clear of the laptop these days. So perhaps I will get time during his naps, who knows. :)

Photos from July

Okay, so this whole post is going to be a little backwards in the timeline, but oh well. I have finally downloaded the pictures from the past month or so, so here are the highlights:

This is a picture of Josh's new sleeping accomidations. I actually just meant to take a picture of the bed, but Josh came running in and plopped himself down for the photo shoot. He is such a ham. But yeah, he no longer sleeps in his crib, he sleeps in his boat bed. True it takes him several hours to fall asleep rather than a few minutes now, but hopefully he will get used to it soon.

Josh's friend, Tommy, is in a lot of these pictures because whenever he comes over, that is when Josh is his funniest. And so for some reason, I always find reasons to pull the camera out when they are together. In these next two, I was trying to get them to smile, but both of them were completely serious, it was so funny. They wanted to put their faces right up in the camera and just stare. Crazy kids.

Josh actually took this picture, his Aunt Cassie taught him how to push the button and he has come to love it.

In the middle of July, my little (okay not so little anymore) brothers came to visit. We went to the drive-in (Chanson brought his friend), and it was a lot of fun. I miss them already.

We went on a little hike with them too, and this is the only picture I took from the whole thing. :)

Josh loves to be outside, especially when it is raining. We were out on our porch, and the railings get his little hands all black. So that mixed with the rain and he kept trying to get the water off his face, it turned his whole face a gray color. I was laughing so hard, but he wasn't very happy with me delaying getting him dry once we got inside. :)

Some more of Josh and Tommy in Josh's new tent. They loved this thing!

More photos of the brothers. They are so handsome and old! Both of them are taller than me now (although, that isn't really hard to do).

We call Josh "Puggles" sometimes and Chanson says we stole his nickname since that is what we called him when he was a kid. So, this is a picture of the two puggles. And yes, Josh is in a box.

Our friend, Dr. Mosser always goes all out for Tyson and my birthday. She is so cute. This year she got us the best cake I have ever eaten in my whole life. It was part white and part chocolate with rasperry filling and fudge frosting. Talk about amazing!

I love July because the first week is a sweet party for our family. Not only do Tyson and I both have our birthdays, but it is also our anniversary. This year we really splurged and stayed overnight at a hotel. I brought sparkling grape juice, we went and saw a Shakespeare play, and we ate the yummiest food. Not to mention it was the first and only night I have spent away from Josh. It was kind of hard for me, but at the same time, sooo nice. Thanks Bunk and Chris!

I love my Hunny Bunches!

This is Josh's cute outfit from Tyson's Aunt Judy. He loves it because it has dogs on it.

This is what happens when you give a kid a donut to eat all by themselves. Tyson and I are serious suckers for the clearance pastries at Walmart. And our poor child is going to have all of our bad, but very yummy, habits.

We like to take Josh to Boxerwood, and there is tons of fun stuff there. These are pictures from when Logan and Tommy met us there. Josh kept trying to put his fingers in the pond and the fish were trying to eat them, so Logan kept saving Josh for us.

Josh and Tommy, having way too much fun together. Tommy taught Josh the value of sticks and how much fun they are. This is them, chilling in the hammock together.