new wheels

I am in Oklahoma for a week just hanging out with my family. Of course my little guy is with me... he's terrorizing the dog, leaving fingerprints on all the windows, and being loud and hilarious. And we're missing his daddy together.

On my second day here I got to participate in a sneaky little surprise! My little sister earned a major scholarship to Messiah College in Pennsylvania. For the last four years, the deal has been that if she got a full ride, she'd get a new car. And she went ahead and did it. As my dad said, "I think your sister is smarter than any of us ever thought!" :) Elyse and Dad had been car shopping and picked one out, but my dad led her to believe she'd be driving the family minivan until the end of the school year. You can imagine how much she's loved driving that...

Of course my dad loves surprises and got the car a month early. I spent a couple hours wrestling 15 yards of tulle into a giant bow and we drove it to school to pick her up.

She was shocked.
It was great!

Resurrection Sunday

Out of all the goodies sent from grandmas and handmade by Mommy, Bo's favorite treat in his little basket were two empty plastic eggs.   

He loves those eggs and has been throwing them all over the house for the past couple weeks.  

I made him a little bunny using a Martha Stewart pattern and out of one of Matt's old shirts, as she recommended.  Bunny is supposed to look homespun but his misshapen head makes him look both homespun and homesick.  Anyway, he got a nod from the baby but couldn't compete with plastic eggs and paper grass.  

 

And Moose just couldn't compete with his bunny ears.  

After church (during which we were in the nursery with three baby girls in their Easter finest and one wild young man who left teethmarks in somebody's mary janes . . . !) we had lunch at someone's house.  The kiddos had an egg hunt and Bo must've known he was missing the fun because protested the nap until we carried him outside.  

our little man.

My camera settings made for some overexposed pics and Bo looks like Mr. Clean . . . but I still like this picture of the three of us!  

Last Easter Bo was only a couple days old.  Oh, my.  Let's just say I was feeling a bit better this year! :) 

 

our little easter egg

Our church does a little Easter egg hunt each year for kiddos in the area.  We were able to bring my nanny kids for the second time and our OWN little kid for the first time!  

Got a couple, "Do you have five kids?"

No. I do not.  

I only have one little fatty.

I mean, seriously, Bo?  Can you slouch any more?  And what's with the "o" on your shirt?
He looks like an Easter egg in this photo.

Fix that shirt, Dad!

That's little better... "B" for Bo!

Thankfully the almost-4-year-old didn't mind/realize he was with the little kids in a room where the eggs weren't even hid, just spread all over the ground.  Perfect for Bo.  He was like an egg sorting machine.

 Egg. In the basket. Egg. In the basket. Egg. In the basket.

 
 Buddies.

We love you, buddy.  

50 weeks

C-A-T-S CATS CATS CATS!

49 weeks

49 weeks . . . not really sure why, but it was Pooh bear day.  We were headed out for a walk and it was a bit chilly so I just threw this little number on Bo Bear.  Don't even know where it came from, but it was in his closet, and it is clearly hilarious. 

He laughed when he saw himself in the mirror.  So did I.

Bo's been practicing some walking this weekend and has taken a couple steps between Matt and me.  I caught him standing alone for a few seconds:

 and . . .

we're down!

Foraging for honey?

 

48 weeks

Last week was significant: Matt's parents came out for the weekend, which was so nice!  AND . . . it was my last week of work!  I've only been working four hours a day watching the kids I used to nanny for - and bringing Bo along - but somehow those four hours really took a big chunk out of the day.  As Bo got more mobile it was a little crazy (I am not meant to be a mom of five (boys) right now!).  So last weekend was a fun one celebrating their visit and my new joblessness.  

Bo sharing his blankey with Moose:

 

And playing peek-a-boo with him. 

Off to the airport to pick up Gigi and Pop! 

Just kidding, obviously!  Matt buckled him in like that and I had a fit laughing when I got to the car.  It was unexpected and he looked hilarious.  As a side note, Bo was dressed to support UK last Friday for their game, but nobody at his library class really got it . . . and I was left explaining "Game tonight!" to blank looks.  Also Bo had basically outgrown the track suit and the pants kept inching up his legs and the jacket creeping up his wrists . . . he looked a little goofy but we had to represent!  Also Gigi and Pop had a new Kentucky Blue outfit for him in their suitcase.  

We had a sweet little visit revolving around Bo, his tricks, and his nap schedule. 

Squirmy guy would not pose for a picture but this one is pretty sweet!  

Moose had no problem posing for pictures.  Sitting still in not a problem for him.  

We took Bo's weekly pic while they were here and everybody lent a hand in keeping him on his back for a few seconds.  And yet, he still looks a little disheveled.  

 Pants and shirt courtesy of Gigi!

11 months

As Bo gets bigger, he is just so fun.  His little personality is becoming a BIG personality!  He knows what he wants and will work to get it.  Sometimes this means yelling until he gets what he needs, which is no fun, but his limited vocabulary can be frustrating for him.  He has a handful of words now that we practice in the car - Daddy, Mama, hi, puppy, baba, and recently 'thank you,' which comes out 'dee doo!'.  He is starting to use them more appropriately - BaBa is the easiest to say and the first thing he asks for when he wakes up!  He is using "hi" sometimes when we are out shopping and wants to charm strangers.  Right now he doesn't say Mama unless he's yelling from his bed.  Hmm.  Bo still loves putting things 'away' into baskets and cups, throwing things, and scrambling all over the house.  He crawls and cruises like a pro.  No real steps yet though!  I can wait for that.  He's busy enough as it is.