We celebrated G's 2nd birthday on Saturday with a dinosaur extravaganza. Gray is into dinosaurs these days and seemed to get into the spirit of the party. Unfortunately, the DC area was hit with a minor blizzard resulting in 6-8 inches of snow, so none of his little friends could make it. But our big friends and family did, and Mike Henry brought along the savior of the day, his 5 year old son DJ. G followed DJ around nonstop like a little puppy dog. It was a clear case of hero worship. Luckily for us, DJ is a super sweet kid, who didn't seem to mind having a crazy toddler sticking to him like a second skin. Take a peek at these pictures and tell me if it looks like Graydon is having a good time:
Both Papa T and Grandpa Byrne braved the weather to hang out with their favorite granddaughter:
Dinosaur masks were a big hit:
Hank Kleeman and his parents braved the elements and made it in time for the festivities. Hank and Finley were very intrigued with one another, lots of staring and even some hand holding. Finley then drooled on Hank, a sure sign that she was smitten.
Your mom lets you do what???!!!
Finley and Hank getting touchy-feely
Party people in the place
Blowing out the candles- some of them were trick candles (from Grammy!) so JC and I had to help out a bit. But he did a decent job on his own:
Cheers-ing with his new best bud DJ-
Trying DJ's hockey helmet on for size- we couldn't get him out of this thing!
As an added bonus, some recent pics of the Finnster- she is rolling over now, like CONSTANTLY. 16 weeks- right on track to mimic Graydon's developmental pace. Hopefully won't be long til she's crawling! I much more enjoy the mobile phase than I do the newborn phase.
Finley and G are starting to interact, just a bit... love love love their belly laughs. She laughs pretty frequently, but Gray definitely gets her to laugh the loudest and the longest. She looooves her big brother, for sure.
Sorry no posting, the kids haven't napped in TWO STRAIGHT DAYS and it is freaking destroying my sanity argh. On a bright note, Finn rolled over for the first time on Saturday and ever since, she has been a rolling machine. Today she probably rolled over 15 times. She's clearly a mover like her brother. I'm hoping the attainment of these developmental milestones is what's interrupting her sleep, because her napping has gone to hell and her nighttime stretches are getting shorter. ACK! But she remains the sweetest, most pleasant baby of all time. JC and I count our blessings with her constantly.
And then there's the flip side.... :) G-money, who turns two in THREE DAYS I can't even believe it! In the past 24 hours Graydon has: -climbed on top of my toilet and grabbed a jar of Vicks Vapo Rub off the shelf, which he proceeded to empty and smear over his entire body, including face and hair. Do you KNOW how hard that stuff is to remove? -"Stored" his sister's pacifier down his diaper and then took it out and tried to give it to her -Removed his diaper and pooped on our living room floor
I was talking to my friend Stacey and she said she has never had to put her 3 year old daughter into time out. Graydon was in time out five times just today for: -throwing a shoe at the dog -climbing into his sister's crib and jumping up and down near her head -throwing his sippy cup at the dog -repeatedly trying to climb into the toilet -nothing- one time he just put himself into timeout voluntarily and stayed in his room. I didn't argue.
So we are pretty much slammed over here. Between the lack of naps and the night awakenings (we are still up 4-7 times a night, seriously, it's the worst). Supposedly it gets better soon, HA! We have our 4 month and two year pediatric appointments next week so you can bet I will be harrassing our doctor for info. Or for a prescription for valium. Maybe for the kids. Maybe for me. It's a toss- up. If it doesn't improve soon, I may just start popping Stella's prozac :)
Last week we made the trek up to Annapolis to see my amazing friend Kim and her two adorable daughters. Casey is Graydon's best friend, her new daughter Shea and Finley are future BFF's, and Kim is my soul sister in baby misery. I love Kim because she totally understands what we are going through over here- because she is going through the exact same thing at her house. When I call her up and tell her that I am jumping into the car and driving to Canada- SANS babies- Kim doesn't tell me I'm a bad mother or try to talk me out of it. Instead, she says, "I hear you, lady" and then calls shotgun. She's the best!!
Here is Casey talking to Finley, or "Baby Beanie" as she calls her:
Casey and G having one of their many dance parties- the two of them are serious dancers, and love to get down:
Shea Willa! She's a little less than a month younger than Finley, and sooo pretty:
Gray doesn't appreciate getting caught wearing an apron:
Brotherly love:
The whole gang- absolutely impossible to get them all looking at the camera:
Pretty girls:
Seriously, she's the best, but check out Finn's cheeks. Such a chunker!
Best friends:
We loooove going to see the Fitzpatricks! I only wish we lived closer to each other!
