Friday, September 14, 2012
The Childrens Place Model Search
I've entered this adorable photo of Parker (taken by his Papa) into The Childrens Place Model Search. Please click here to vote for him! For some reason I didn't enter his name when I was submitting his photo, so to find his picture enter his ID, which is 8930. Voting ends Oct. 31 and the grand prize is a photo shoot for The Childrens Place along with a $500 gift card to The Childrens Place. Thanks for your help and votes!!!
Monday, September 10, 2012
Toddler Tales
For those of you who semi-regularly read my blog, you may have noticed that I'm no longer doing my monthly posts about Parker. I figured blogging every single month for the first two years of his life was a pretty good achievement! But, I want to blog a few things that he's doing so that when I want to reminisce about his life as a two year old, I'll have a few milestones written down. Because basically once you become a mommy your brain turns to mush. I'm not kidding.
So...here are some pretty neat things that Parker (who is 2 years and almost 5 months old) is doing:
1. He is dressing himself. Sometimes when he is finished I'll have to tell him his shirt or his shorts are on backwards, but for the most part he wants to dress himself!
2. He can count to ten! I don't really get to take credit for this and have day care to thank. He won't count on command, he basically has to want to count, or if I nonchalantly start counting he may chime in. He will often skip the number four, but I'm not going to nag him about it. Yet.
3. He can feed the dog. To be honest, I have to monitor this, because if it were up to Parker, Shady would have a dog bowl that would be filled to the brim each meal. I'm sure Shady wouldn't complain though!
4. He can open the fridge. Lucky for me, he only usually does it when he knows I'm about to make him a glass of juice. I think it's about time I move the wine bottles to the upper shelves...note to self!
5. He can drink from a cup! Granted, I still give him sippy cups 99% of the time just because I don't want to have to constantly clean spills.
6. He also knows how to fill up his cup (or his toys) with water from the refrigerator. Luckily, that does have a lock option!
7. He knows how to wash his own hands! He loves climbing up onto the bathroom counter to turn the faucet on. He doesn't use soap if I let him wash by his self, and he can't reach the bathroom light, or the bathroom hand towel, but we are making baby steps in the right direction!
8. He tries to read to himself. I have often caught him in the act of flipping through a book that I had recently read to him and he will flip the pages and say things that pertain to the page. His most often quoted book is "no monkeys jumping on the bed!". He loves being read too!
9. This has nothing to do with developmental growth, but he finally loves wearing hats! And bandannas, too!
10. I recently purchased flash cards and he loves telling me what objects are on the cards.
11. His vocabulary is growing by leaps and bounds!
Parker's favorite things are: going to the beach, boat rides, whistles, running, being read too, Caillou, the movie Cars, fruit, balls, Frisbee's, playing with other kids, sunglasses (although if you ask him where his sunglasses are he will tell you that they are in the lake. Which is true.), playing "wakeboard" (this is where he pretends he is wakeboarding...his daddy couldn't have been more proud!), and suckers!
So...here are some pretty neat things that Parker (who is 2 years and almost 5 months old) is doing:
1. He is dressing himself. Sometimes when he is finished I'll have to tell him his shirt or his shorts are on backwards, but for the most part he wants to dress himself!
2. He can count to ten! I don't really get to take credit for this and have day care to thank. He won't count on command, he basically has to want to count, or if I nonchalantly start counting he may chime in. He will often skip the number four, but I'm not going to nag him about it. Yet.
3. He can feed the dog. To be honest, I have to monitor this, because if it were up to Parker, Shady would have a dog bowl that would be filled to the brim each meal. I'm sure Shady wouldn't complain though!
4. He can open the fridge. Lucky for me, he only usually does it when he knows I'm about to make him a glass of juice. I think it's about time I move the wine bottles to the upper shelves...note to self!
5. He can drink from a cup! Granted, I still give him sippy cups 99% of the time just because I don't want to have to constantly clean spills.
6. He also knows how to fill up his cup (or his toys) with water from the refrigerator. Luckily, that does have a lock option!
7. He knows how to wash his own hands! He loves climbing up onto the bathroom counter to turn the faucet on. He doesn't use soap if I let him wash by his self, and he can't reach the bathroom light, or the bathroom hand towel, but we are making baby steps in the right direction!
8. He tries to read to himself. I have often caught him in the act of flipping through a book that I had recently read to him and he will flip the pages and say things that pertain to the page. His most often quoted book is "no monkeys jumping on the bed!". He loves being read too!
9. This has nothing to do with developmental growth, but he finally loves wearing hats! And bandannas, too!
10. I recently purchased flash cards and he loves telling me what objects are on the cards.
11. His vocabulary is growing by leaps and bounds!
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| He normally turns his hat around and wears it backwards. |
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| This was captured the first time I over-heard him reading to his self. |
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| Hard at play. |
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| He loves sitting next to his daddy on the boat. |
Thursday, September 6, 2012
Gettin' Crafty
Aside from making jewelry, I'm not the typical crafty type of gal. And, I haven't even had the chance to make some fun jewelry in a long time. However, a month (or two or three) ago, I had someone contact me via my etsy store and asked if I could make several of these particular little gems for her upcoming wedding.
I was ecstatic! A valid excuse to dig all of my jewelry making supplies out from their hiding spot, plus my first custom order!
All together, I made three adult and two child sized bracelets. My picture's not the greatest, but trust me, they were pretty cute!
Way back in February I made this cute beach arrangement! I'm slowly trying to give my home a beachy feel, and this work of art makes its home on top of my refrigerator. The "real" sand actually comes from the beach near my house! A big thanks goes out to my mom, because as she witnessed me at Walls (one of my fave stores!) with my internal struggle as to whether or not I should splurge and spend $25 on the vase, she finally said she'd buy it for me! (Yes, I am a tight wad) I'm so glad she did!
Now, for some more current projects!
A few weeks ago we went to a beautiful wedding and this is the item I made for the bride and groom.
I have been obsessed with family name signs for a long time now, and still don't even have one of my own. However, I've ordered several off of etsy for various wedding presents, but I saw a great tip on pinterest about how to paint letters onto wood. I figured I'd test it out, and this was the result. Not super great (I wish the letters were a little bigger), but it worked! And, I saw the bride recently and she told me it was hanging up above their door, which means it didn't end up as firewood, which is great!
The piece de resistance is the satin minky blanket I made for my sister-in-law. I followed the instructions that I again found on pinterest. Now, let me just say, that although I know how to sew, I do not particularly like to sew. And, I don't do it often enough, so when I do try towhip out an awesome creation attempt to make something, it always seems like I have to re-teach myself a tip or two. Thankfully I still have the owners manual of my sewing machine along with the required sewing book I had to make in college. Several days and a few glasses of wine later, I wound up with this.
Granted, I'm afraid it may not last through more than two trips to the washing machine, and if one were to look at the corners carefully one would see that the ruffles are tacked inside (that's what I get for thinking I would "make it easier" on myself....note to self: next time just make one continuous stitch). Oh well. I'd say she was happy when she opened her gift at her baby shower and I hope the softness of the fabric makes my sweet new niece happy!
Yesterday I ordered the last supply I need to begin a venture on a new craft. I'd tell you what it is, but it will also be a birthday present, so I better wait to post a pic or two later next month. Tune in!
I was ecstatic! A valid excuse to dig all of my jewelry making supplies out from their hiding spot, plus my first custom order!
All together, I made three adult and two child sized bracelets. My picture's not the greatest, but trust me, they were pretty cute!
Way back in February I made this cute beach arrangement! I'm slowly trying to give my home a beachy feel, and this work of art makes its home on top of my refrigerator. The "real" sand actually comes from the beach near my house! A big thanks goes out to my mom, because as she witnessed me at Walls (one of my fave stores!) with my internal struggle as to whether or not I should splurge and spend $25 on the vase, she finally said she'd buy it for me! (Yes, I am a tight wad) I'm so glad she did!
Now, for some more current projects!
A few weeks ago we went to a beautiful wedding and this is the item I made for the bride and groom.
I have been obsessed with family name signs for a long time now, and still don't even have one of my own. However, I've ordered several off of etsy for various wedding presents, but I saw a great tip on pinterest about how to paint letters onto wood. I figured I'd test it out, and this was the result. Not super great (I wish the letters were a little bigger), but it worked! And, I saw the bride recently and she told me it was hanging up above their door, which means it didn't end up as firewood, which is great!
The piece de resistance is the satin minky blanket I made for my sister-in-law. I followed the instructions that I again found on pinterest. Now, let me just say, that although I know how to sew, I do not particularly like to sew. And, I don't do it often enough, so when I do try to
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| To find the instructions on how to make your own blanket click here. |
Granted, I'm afraid it may not last through more than two trips to the washing machine, and if one were to look at the corners carefully one would see that the ruffles are tacked inside (that's what I get for thinking I would "make it easier" on myself....note to self: next time just make one continuous stitch). Oh well. I'd say she was happy when she opened her gift at her baby shower and I hope the softness of the fabric makes my sweet new niece happy!
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| May your life be sewn with Love. |
Yesterday I ordered the last supply I need to begin a venture on a new craft. I'd tell you what it is, but it will also be a birthday present, so I better wait to post a pic or two later next month. Tune in!
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Its gotta be better than last year....
Tomorrow I will turn 31. It feels like only yesterday when I was blissfully writing this post, where I gushed about how excited I was to turn 30. Although we didn't have any real plans, I was looking forward to spending my special day with the two most important men in my life: Greg and Parker.
Sadly, my day didn't go as smooth as I had hoped, and it's something I never blogged about...until now: Greg had been very un-happy for several months with the management at the wind farm he transferred too in Texas. So un-happy that he began having a few anxiety attacks. One happened the morning of my birthday (after I had posted my blog). He was at work digging up fence posts (which had nothing to do with his job description, mind you), when he called and told me his chest felt tight and that he was having a hard time breathing. I was pretty confident that it was from the horrible anxiety that his job was giving him, and I told him he should tell his manager. Well, in the work force, when one mentions that their chest is hurting and they need to leave work, they assume one is having a heart attack. Which meant the only way the manager would allow him to leave was if someone took him to the ER.
Now, I will never pretend to be a doctor or a nurse, but I was very confident that my husband was not having a heart attack. However, they required him to go through extensive testing and wanted him to stay over-night to monitor him. Obviously, Greg's safety is more important to me than celebrating a birthday, but since I just knew he wasn't about to keel over and die, I was a little disappointed that I had to have my birthday dinner at the neighboring McDonald's with only little P.J. as company (granted he's good company, but I would have rather Greg been there, too).
To save on gas, Greg had been driving our car to and from work. Which meant I was driving our truck. No big deal, except it kept having issues with the connectors of the battery slipping off, and it always seemed to happen when I was driving. That evening as I went to leave the hospital, I was trying and failing to start the truck. It was miserably hot in Texas, Parker was starting to fuss in his car seat, and that was when my sister who lives on the other side of the world, chose to call me and tell me Happy Birthday. Her first words to me were, "Happy Birthday, are you having a good day?" Exasperated and on the verge of tears I yelled at her the way a sibling can only yell at another sibling, "NO! Call me back in 10 minutes!" Luckily, the truck started a few minutes later and I was on the way "home" sans my husband. It was definitely not the best way to begin a new, exciting decade and then to cap it off I got to go to bed solo.
The following day, Greg was released from the hospital, but was told he couldn't go back to work until he saw a heart specialist. That appointment was three weeks away, so we figured we may as well go to our lake house (which is now our "real house"). And, in typical Greg fashion, since he had three weeks "off" he decided that would be the best time to begin the remodel on the lake house....isn't that what any person who just got released from the hospital would do?
On our drive to the lake house, Greg finally revealed to me what my birthday present was. The order had been delayed and we knew for several days that it wouldn't arrive until a few days after my birthday. He felt so guilty for my lack of a "happy" birthday, he broke down and told me he ordered a hammock for me online. I was so excited, because I have always longed for afternoons of me lounging in a hammock reading a book (I'm a real bundle of excitement, aren't I?)
In order to keep my birthday present a secret, Greg had ordered and paid for it using a checking account that we rarely use. He then made me promise not to go online for any reason to check that account, because he figured I would google the company he ordered the gift from and spoil my surprise. I promised I would avoid that account, and true to my word, I did. On my birthday Greg received a letter from the bank of that account. It said that there was some fraudulent activity and that Greg needed to contact the bank. Apparently someone made a $3.00 purchase at a gas station on the East coast. We didn't know how it happened, but obviously someone had our debit card numbers, and therefore the bank decided to place a stop hold on our debit cards and they mailed us new ones. The next day the company that Greg ordered my hammock from called and said they couldn't get his card to work. We found it a little odd that they didn't charge his card the day he ordered it, so he explained the situation and told them that at the time we weren't comfortable giving our debit card number out yet. It wasn't a very big deal, except that means the cherry on top of my birthday sundae was not getting a hammock (or a birthday present for that matter) after all.
Blah, blah...I know; I'm whining. But it's OK, because I have tomorrow to look forward too!
Just like last year, we don't have anything special planned for my actual birthday. And, I hope that we don't have any unfortunate events like we did last year. However, we plan on celebrating on Saturday by driving up to Norman and staying the night at my in-law's. Greg is taking me out to Red Lobster for my birthday dinner and then I'm hoping my in-law's will not mind baby sitting Parker after we put him down for bed so we can sneak off to a movie. My mother in law also informed me that she is going to order me a birthday cake for us to enjoy! Would you believe me if I said I haven't had a birthday cake in at least eleven years (yes, I'm counting...bitter, party of one sitting right here!) Then, to cap off what I hope to be a nice relaxing birthday weekend, we get to go meet our new niece who was born yesterday! Sounds blissful to me, and like the title states: Its gotta be better than last year!!!
Sadly, my day didn't go as smooth as I had hoped, and it's something I never blogged about...until now: Greg had been very un-happy for several months with the management at the wind farm he transferred too in Texas. So un-happy that he began having a few anxiety attacks. One happened the morning of my birthday (after I had posted my blog). He was at work digging up fence posts (which had nothing to do with his job description, mind you), when he called and told me his chest felt tight and that he was having a hard time breathing. I was pretty confident that it was from the horrible anxiety that his job was giving him, and I told him he should tell his manager. Well, in the work force, when one mentions that their chest is hurting and they need to leave work, they assume one is having a heart attack. Which meant the only way the manager would allow him to leave was if someone took him to the ER.
Now, I will never pretend to be a doctor or a nurse, but I was very confident that my husband was not having a heart attack. However, they required him to go through extensive testing and wanted him to stay over-night to monitor him. Obviously, Greg's safety is more important to me than celebrating a birthday, but since I just knew he wasn't about to keel over and die, I was a little disappointed that I had to have my birthday dinner at the neighboring McDonald's with only little P.J. as company (granted he's good company, but I would have rather Greg been there, too).
To save on gas, Greg had been driving our car to and from work. Which meant I was driving our truck. No big deal, except it kept having issues with the connectors of the battery slipping off, and it always seemed to happen when I was driving. That evening as I went to leave the hospital, I was trying and failing to start the truck. It was miserably hot in Texas, Parker was starting to fuss in his car seat, and that was when my sister who lives on the other side of the world, chose to call me and tell me Happy Birthday. Her first words to me were, "Happy Birthday, are you having a good day?" Exasperated and on the verge of tears I yelled at her the way a sibling can only yell at another sibling, "NO! Call me back in 10 minutes!" Luckily, the truck started a few minutes later and I was on the way "home" sans my husband. It was definitely not the best way to begin a new, exciting decade and then to cap it off I got to go to bed solo.
The following day, Greg was released from the hospital, but was told he couldn't go back to work until he saw a heart specialist. That appointment was three weeks away, so we figured we may as well go to our lake house (which is now our "real house"). And, in typical Greg fashion, since he had three weeks "off" he decided that would be the best time to begin the remodel on the lake house....isn't that what any person who just got released from the hospital would do?
On our drive to the lake house, Greg finally revealed to me what my birthday present was. The order had been delayed and we knew for several days that it wouldn't arrive until a few days after my birthday. He felt so guilty for my lack of a "happy" birthday, he broke down and told me he ordered a hammock for me online. I was so excited, because I have always longed for afternoons of me lounging in a hammock reading a book (I'm a real bundle of excitement, aren't I?)
In order to keep my birthday present a secret, Greg had ordered and paid for it using a checking account that we rarely use. He then made me promise not to go online for any reason to check that account, because he figured I would google the company he ordered the gift from and spoil my surprise. I promised I would avoid that account, and true to my word, I did. On my birthday Greg received a letter from the bank of that account. It said that there was some fraudulent activity and that Greg needed to contact the bank. Apparently someone made a $3.00 purchase at a gas station on the East coast. We didn't know how it happened, but obviously someone had our debit card numbers, and therefore the bank decided to place a stop hold on our debit cards and they mailed us new ones. The next day the company that Greg ordered my hammock from called and said they couldn't get his card to work. We found it a little odd that they didn't charge his card the day he ordered it, so he explained the situation and told them that at the time we weren't comfortable giving our debit card number out yet. It wasn't a very big deal, except that means the cherry on top of my birthday sundae was not getting a hammock (or a birthday present for that matter) after all.
Blah, blah...I know; I'm whining. But it's OK, because I have tomorrow to look forward too!
Just like last year, we don't have anything special planned for my actual birthday. And, I hope that we don't have any unfortunate events like we did last year. However, we plan on celebrating on Saturday by driving up to Norman and staying the night at my in-law's. Greg is taking me out to Red Lobster for my birthday dinner and then I'm hoping my in-law's will not mind baby sitting Parker after we put him down for bed so we can sneak off to a movie. My mother in law also informed me that she is going to order me a birthday cake for us to enjoy! Would you believe me if I said I haven't had a birthday cake in at least eleven years (yes, I'm counting...bitter, party of one sitting right here!) Then, to cap off what I hope to be a nice relaxing birthday weekend, we get to go meet our new niece who was born yesterday! Sounds blissful to me, and like the title states: Its gotta be better than last year!!!
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
A month with my niece
It has been a busy summer in our little casa, which is why I've been MIA for awhile now. Sorry! We had the honor and privilege of having one of our nieces come stay with us for a month this summer! Having always wanted to have a little sister, I was so excited for her to come so we could stay up late, braid each others hair, try out new make-up techniques, and gossip about boys! OK, just kidding! Although that is what I thought life with a little sister would be like. In reality we: watched a lot of movies, went out on the boat, went to the beach, went shopping, took a trip to the zoo, made a few visits to my mom's house, got sick, drove around on the golf cart, and she even shadowed me at the real estate office a few times. We had a lot of fun, but I will admit, I spent a lot of time worrying that she was going to be bored. After all, I am a working mom and wife, so I knew I couldn't devote all of my attention to her. Luckily, she knows how to keep herself entertained (by texting)!
These are a few things I learned by spending the month with my 13 year old niece:
1. Teens text. A LOT!
2. Even though I think I'm pretty savvy about music for my age.....I am not. She even let me listen to a song by one of my favorite bands that I didn't even know existed!
3. She knows way more about fixing her hair and make up than I did at her age.
4. Teens have much better fashion sense now than when I was growing up.
5. They eat a lot of pickles!
6. They are more than happy to show you a cool dance move if you don't already know it.
Braylee, we had a great time with you this summer, and hope you had fun as well. My only regret is not taking more pictures! (*TAQUITOS!*) We love you! (*Do you need anything from The Home Depot?*) (*Sorry, inside jokes, I couldn't help myself!*)
These are a few things I learned by spending the month with my 13 year old niece:
1. Teens text. A LOT!
2. Even though I think I'm pretty savvy about music for my age.....I am not. She even let me listen to a song by one of my favorite bands that I didn't even know existed!
3. She knows way more about fixing her hair and make up than I did at her age.
4. Teens have much better fashion sense now than when I was growing up.
5. They eat a lot of pickles!
6. They are more than happy to show you a cool dance move if you don't already know it.
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| Playing with Parker in a bounce house at the mall. |
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| Swimming in Lake Texoma. |
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| Tackling a pinterest project: fingernail polish with newspaper ink on top. |
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| Our nails! |
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| A trip to the amazing Warren Theatre. |
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| Eager to watch Snow White and the Huntsman. |
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| A trip to the zoo with more of her cousins! |
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| Aunt and Niece. |
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| Our only "family" shot before we said our good-byes. |
Monday, July 30, 2012
Parker's 2nd Birthday Party
Parker's 2nd Birthday Party was over three months ago and I'm just now blogging about it...which is proof that the two's keep a working mom BUSY! I showed my inspiration for his party on this post. Here's how the party turned out:
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| Party favors! The train shaped crayons were purchased at Red Elm Designs. |
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| Snack Station. |
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| Marshmellows AKA Choo Choo Smoke! |
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| Choo Choo Fuel was delicious Almond Tea Punch. |
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| The party favor bags. |
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| His custom birthday shirt made by Great Stitch |
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| The concrete was slightly damp, so my train tracks didn't last through the afternoon :( |
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| Parker's train birthday cake made by my friends from Two Sweet Sisters |
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| Playing with one of his favorite cousins, Hillarie. |
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| Enjoying a piece of choo-choo smoke! |
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| Present time! |
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| He was going through a major train phase, and he loved this travel sized Thomas the Train! |
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| Where's my cake? I'm ready! |
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| The wonder in his eyes speaks volumes! |
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| Trying hard to blow out his birthday candles. |
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| Enjoying his first bite! |
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| Dig in, everyone! |
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| Cake brings everyone together! |
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| Hitching a ride from his friend, Braxton. |
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| Outside play time at its finest! |
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| Trying out his new toys. |
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| These two cousins are crazy about each other! |
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| Post Birthday Party Dinner: He was beyond tired and wouldn't even eat! |
Monday, June 18, 2012
Flip Flops!
One of Parker's favorite activities is to walk around in mommy or daddy's shoes. Literally! He especially loves walking in our flip flops. I had asked him on multiple occasions if he wanted a pair of flip flops and he would always say yes. While grocery shopping in Wal-Mart on Saturday I wandered over to the toddler shoe aisle with hopes of finding a pair of flip flops for Parker. Either none of the sizes fit correctly or they were just plain ugly (as in neon green). Luckily he didn't break down crying when we left the shoe aisle without a pair of flip flops in the shopping basket.
Yesterday we went to Old Navy because I just knew they would have a pair of flip flops that would fit him well. I was right! Parker was over the moon at the sight of the whole wall of flip flops! After trying on the pair that fit, I asked him if he wanted to wear them or put his sandals back on. His response was a joyful, "yes!" All day long he would proudly look down at his feet and exclaim, "flip flop"!
Last night, as soon as he got out of the bathtub, he was asking for his flip flops. I explained to him that he couldn't wear his flip flops because he had to put his jammies on, but I assured him that he could wear them when he woke up the next morning.
This morning when I heard him calling my name on the monitor, I went and rescued him from his crib. I took him to my room and sat down on my bed with him and asked him if he wanted to lay down on mommy's bed. He said no, which is rare. He then proceeded to get down off of my lap and he went and sat on his alphabet train. Thinking he was content, I went back into my bathroom to finish fixing my hair. Next thing I knew I could hear Parker talking. I poked my head into my room to see what he was doing (since his dad was still sound asleep!) but he was nowhere to be found. I then realized that I was hearing him over the monitor that I still had in the bathroom. He had gone into his room (which had the door shut, because his cousin was sound asleep on his bedroom floor) and as I approached his room, he came running out the door with two objects in his hands: his flip flops! Apparently he remembered that he could wear them in the morning (the memory of a 2 year old never ceases to amaze me)!
He tried to immediately put them on, but I told him he had to take his jammies off, first. He hesitated a second (this is usually a morning routine battle), said "OK", and immediately began taking his jammies off. Once he was down to his (saggy) diaper he sat down and put his flip flops on. I tried to help, but he stubbornly yelled, "I do it!" when I tried to lend a hand. And, he did just that. I would have taken a picture then and there, but then he began saying he wanted a shirt, and I was afraid if I took the time to search for my camera, the saggy diaper would be whipped off and I would have a large puddle of pee somewhere other than inside the toilet.
Off we went for Parker to go pee-pee in the potty wearing only his shirt and flip flops! Shortly after I finished getting him dressed, I snapped this picture of him sporting his new flip flops. Now I'm starting to think I should have bought more than one pair!
Yesterday we went to Old Navy because I just knew they would have a pair of flip flops that would fit him well. I was right! Parker was over the moon at the sight of the whole wall of flip flops! After trying on the pair that fit, I asked him if he wanted to wear them or put his sandals back on. His response was a joyful, "yes!" All day long he would proudly look down at his feet and exclaim, "flip flop"!
Last night, as soon as he got out of the bathtub, he was asking for his flip flops. I explained to him that he couldn't wear his flip flops because he had to put his jammies on, but I assured him that he could wear them when he woke up the next morning.
This morning when I heard him calling my name on the monitor, I went and rescued him from his crib. I took him to my room and sat down on my bed with him and asked him if he wanted to lay down on mommy's bed. He said no, which is rare. He then proceeded to get down off of my lap and he went and sat on his alphabet train. Thinking he was content, I went back into my bathroom to finish fixing my hair. Next thing I knew I could hear Parker talking. I poked my head into my room to see what he was doing (since his dad was still sound asleep!) but he was nowhere to be found. I then realized that I was hearing him over the monitor that I still had in the bathroom. He had gone into his room (which had the door shut, because his cousin was sound asleep on his bedroom floor) and as I approached his room, he came running out the door with two objects in his hands: his flip flops! Apparently he remembered that he could wear them in the morning (the memory of a 2 year old never ceases to amaze me)!
He tried to immediately put them on, but I told him he had to take his jammies off, first. He hesitated a second (this is usually a morning routine battle), said "OK", and immediately began taking his jammies off. Once he was down to his (saggy) diaper he sat down and put his flip flops on. I tried to help, but he stubbornly yelled, "I do it!" when I tried to lend a hand. And, he did just that. I would have taken a picture then and there, but then he began saying he wanted a shirt, and I was afraid if I took the time to search for my camera, the saggy diaper would be whipped off and I would have a large puddle of pee somewhere other than inside the toilet.
Off we went for Parker to go pee-pee in the potty wearing only his shirt and flip flops! Shortly after I finished getting him dressed, I snapped this picture of him sporting his new flip flops. Now I'm starting to think I should have bought more than one pair!
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