snapshots

Just a quick Monday update to start your week off right. Spencer received this Spiderman scooter and helmet for his birthday and is actually getting pretty good at it.

flashback friday

Spencer was livin' the life at only 10 days old!

banaszynski county fair

Come one, come all, to the Banaszynski County Fair. Play games like ring toss, pick-a-duck, and tin can alley. Get your face painted and hair colored. Feast on corn dogs, cheese curds, cotton candy and pretzels. Celebrate Spencer turning three.

nothing better

To my boys, there is nothing better than pulling all the stuffed animals and blankets from Spencer's bed on to the floor and diving in. Preferably in just you underwear/diaper so the softness can hit every part of your skin.

3

Spencer is 3. If you ask him it sounds more like "free". Three is a big one. Here is what three means to us.

1. Three means little boy, not toddler, not baby.

2. It means this year his birthday party was "for friends" as he requested. Friends? Yeah, he actually has friends. Granted they all live within five houses of us, but three means friends.

3. Three means every single kiss given to him is wiped off immediately. Even when I wake him with a kiss at 5:45 AM, he remembers to wipe it off.

4. Presents are different when you turn 3. Scooters, baseball gloves and bats, helmets and knee pads. These are very different from the presents before.

6. Three scares me, because next comes 4, then 5, then 18. I am not ready to move past three.

You are three in all its glory!

flashback friday

Let's take a walk down birthday memory lane:

Spencer at Birth


Spencer at 1


Spencer at 2


Spencer at 3

dinner time

A typical night at our kitchen table:

my excuse

I have been traveling for work and am having trouble getting caught up. I am working on editing the pictures from Spencer's birthday. In the meantime, here are more pictures from our visit to Willow River State Park.

you

You are 6 (and a half) months old. Bigger than your brother was at this age, 23 pounds and 29 3/4 inches. You want to crawl so bad. Spencer is your best friend, Hammy a close second. You have your 2 bottom teeth and are working on more. Rarely do you cry, some will swear they have never heard it happen. You give hugs, you do. When I am holding you, you scrunch up your knees and bury your head in to me shoulder. That is your hug. When your brother so much as glances your way, your face lights up and your arms flail wildly. I wish I could have you with me all the time. Having you in the house makes our family complete. Having you makes me miss your brother and daddy even more when I am away. You won't stay little for me, this I am sure of...but please stay sweet.

crashed

A few funny things about this picture:

1. It was taken in the evening after Lincoln's first day at his new daycare. (Our current provider is on maternity leave so the boys have been jumbled around a bit the past month.

2. Lincoln is laying on the floor of our family room while we ate at the kitchen table. He was so tired he didn't mind the noise.

3. Look closely, his pacifier is labeled with his name...like a label is going to prevent some random kid from popping this in his mouth if it ends up on the floor.

4. Linc is wearing a daycare Tshirt. I sent 2 change of close with him and he messed through both of them on his first day.

5. See that sweet baby dimple on his elbow? He has those everywhere and I love them!

sweet summertime

We celebrated the close of summer in Minocqua, WI. You better believe we soaked up every last minute of summer sunshine. Like usual, Lincoln was happy as can be in the water and Spencer loved trying out all of the inflatable toys.

cruisin'

This is what I have to look forward to in 15.5 years!

flashback friday (sunday edition)

Lame, I know! I can't even manage to post once last week and then I miss flashback friday! Well, here is the "better late than never" edition:

Here is Spencer at Willow River State Park in Sept 2006:



And here he is this weekend at the same spot: