One

 

My baby is one. My heart has broken, just a little. I'm not sure if it will ever be the same again. Wait, that is stupid. I KNOW my life will never be the same again! I realize they have to grow up. I look forward to him walking (better) and learning how to talk (not argue)... but really.... ONE!?  Who said my baby could become one? I want to know who you are, seriously. Becuase I have a problem with my little smoosh being one.

Anyways... besides him growing without my permission, he is also getting extremly cute.  I finally bought him a tie, only to realize it was WAY too small. But if I crop the pictures just so, it looks AWESOME!  He now has a bigger tie, but I'm still working on getting a white shirt for him to wear to church. (They are hard buggers to find for cheap!) Currently he wears alot of plaid shirts with kakhi's.

 For his birthday we threw together a last minute party. Sorry if you weren't properly invited. Sean's family has a tradition of the dad making a cool/unique cake for the birthday, and Sean had the brainchild of making a toothbrush. (Graham loves loves loves the toothbrush caddy in the bathroom-- which also happens to be the one thing in the house he really isn't allowed to have.)  However the cake went as follows: Sean baked, Sean pulled cake out of pans, Sean started stacking, Sean mixed up icing/whipped topping, Rachel iced, Rachel finished stacking/making brustles, Rachel put the cake outside to firm up, Rachel colored icing, Rachel finished icing, Rachel put a decorative G on the cake, Rachel carried the cake down to Grandma's condo.     

Let's call it a joint effort.

 

But we really know who MADE the cake!

Some of us

Around here not a whole lot is going on. We like to spend time like this:

Just hanging in our PJ's at home.

Occasionally we do take a bath and do a little beauty routine:

 

(Graham LOVES toothbrushes right now).

And we got out to see the lights! It was a suprisingly difficult thing to do.

Graham spent most of the time completely docile in his chair. He really didn't care too much about this lights this year.

 

But in the end we know he liked it. OK we really only know that he survived and didn't mind too much, but he is pretty cute none the less.  

I realized I missed blogging in December. It was kind of a crazy month. We went up to Idaho for a week for xmas. It was fun. The boys especially had a great time. We also went down to SF for New Years. Turns out Sean, Graham, and I all had a terrible cold. My head just throbbed and throbbed. It was kind of crazy. Sean's throat was really hurting him, and Graham was coughing, sneezing, and in general not very happy. We still had a pretty good time. Sean and Graham rode the side by sides out in the field, and I slept quite a bit.  Other than that not much exciting is happening around here. We are all still on the recovery, and I realized at 10p last night that no one even left the apt yesterday. How odd. I guess I'm more of a homebody than I thought.