Friday, December 12, 2014

SCW - 2.5 years

He only calls Levi 'bud' or 'buddy'.

He talks nonstop and says/retains e v e r y t h i n g. Counts to 12, knows his abcs, colors, and shapes.

Snow boots are optional but encouraged.
Fully potty trained. whatwhat. We honestly started out of necessity because he had some serious anxiety when it came time to go #2. Seeing the amount of control and stubbornness he has over his bowels makes me really excited to see what he's going to be like as a teenager. (basically he would just hold it for over a week at a time. while being given miralax everyday. too much information?) Anyway, potty training was my solution for this and it actually worked. I want to throw myself a party of only breakfast meats for fixing this problem.

He walked through the entire grocery store this day with a package of stolen rollos behind his back.
Finding and obtaining food is his life's passion. Tuesday morning he woke up asking for a hot dog from Sam's and was so dedicated to his goal that he would bring me my shoes, keys, etc. throughout the morning until I caved. 

Maybe his second passion is with "Papa's truck." If he sees a play/pretend phone he usually calls Chris, Zach's dad, and checks up on the red truck. 

His blanket is his best friend. When we return from errands or seeing friends he runs straight to his blanket and "fills him in" on everything we did while we were gone. "Blankie" also has been potty trained over the last month and Shep is very encouraging, usually saying "I so proud of you" to blankie.


He likes to color. Reagan never did and still doesn't so this makes me, who loves anything crafty, feel like fraulein maria running through the hills with outstretched arms. He will sit for what feels like an eternity (in reality it's about 10 minutes.)

Loves "dip." Like any sauce that can be used for dipping he is all over. Bananas have been dipped in ranch. Basically anything in ketchup. And yesterday I walked into a situation where he was just drinking barbecue sauce.



Important facts
weight 30.5 lbs
height 35.5 inches
54 times a day I pinch his butt

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Turkey Day 2014

On Thanksgiving morning we woke up to a decent amount of snowfall, then we got ready for what would be a super fun and also, super long, day! First stop was the Meiner's side at my Aunt Debbie's. Nora was tickling Levi's feet and it was SO cute. 



Next we hurried over to Grace Church for dessert to see Zach's family.  






Then off to my mom's for the rest of the night where we ate, drank, and played games until late into the night. The kids earned their keep and slept in real nice the next morning (thumbs up.)


While playing 'Telestrations' a competitor whom we love dearly ;) drew this for her t-rex and I still want to snort laugh every time I see her mistaken breasted brontosaurus.


A picture from two different angles. 

Saturday, November 15, 2014

All Hallow's Eve 2014





Reagan's school is right next to the retirement home that Grandma "Sugars" (Zach's great-grandma) lives in. It is tradition for the kids to walk through the home for their Halloween parade. We went over and sat with her to watch the parade. Then her and Levi made eyes at each other, Shep stuffed popcorn in his face, and I was happy.



 I asked Reagan to look like a construction worker and these were all his very specific poses. I'm concerned he doesn't understand what they actually do.



 Levi was the dino/dragon costume of Shep's last year. Shepherd was a squirrel (minus a set of lost ears) that Darlene made for childhood Zach! I loved it so so so SO much. Except when his tail kept knocking over canes at the retirement home. Looking back at the pictures I indadvertedly dressed as Jay Leno.





 That evening we went back to Normal Ave for a cookout with friends and to trick or treat. 


I taught Levi to roar that day and he and this cat had a very long roar/hiss standoff that was super entertaining. 



It was the best night of Shep's life. No exaggeration. He had the Trick-or-Treat/Thank you/Happy Halloween script down perfect. Then as he ran away he would yell "I got one, I got one!" and "I had fun!" I decided this year that our halloween candy expires one week to the day after Halloween and then I throw away anything that is left. Otherwise it looks us all in the eyes and tempts us to be whinny-er(kids)/fatter(adults).