Tommy got a booster seat for his birthday so he now joins us at the table for dinner although we've yet to bring ourselves to remove the high chair from the room!
We celebrated Tommy's first birthday today. The theme was puppies. As always, Angie outdid herself in baking the cake.
Puppy chow snack mixed served in a water dish, of course.
Get the family together and Maddie turns shy and crawls up on Grandma Shepherd's lap. She sulked for awhile.
Those are NOT real dog treats.
Finally, after three years of hosting birthday parties, we finally figured out how to comfortably accommodate everyone in our small living room.
The birthday boy cuddles with Grandpa Greg.
Each kid gets a balloon tied to their dining room chair on their birthday. We were disappointed that Party City no longer carries the giant "1" balloon. We settled for this uninspired cupcake instead.
I think Angie was more excited about the gifts than Tommy was.
We have no idea what sparked this reaction from Gramma Karen and Savannah.
Tommy's much anticipated chair arrived. He'd been pushing Nate's around for the past month or so, which didn't make Nate very happy.
Angie made sure we had something green to wear on this St. Patrick's Day, including Tommy's "Kiss Me I'm Irish" and my "Take a photo, it will last longer" Old Navy print tees. As I near the end of Tommy's daily blog, I can say that I have taken a few photos. More than a thousand, actually, between Maddie, Nate and Tommy's first year. No wonder I'm exhausted!
Forget the laundry, dad. Let's just take a nap instead!
That's just what we did. With Maddie and Nate sleeping, Angie and Harley snuck off to take a nap but not without snapping this photo of me sacked out on the living room floor with Tommy. I'm not sure if I hurt worse because I slept on the hard floor or if it's because I spent the weekend painting the house. Either way, baby laundry was no match for me today. I got it on hangers but that's as far as I made it.
Tommy was running low on diapers so I loaded him up and made a rare father-son outing to Target. Well, rare that it was just Tommy and I. Not rare that we ended up at Target. :)
While we were there, I decided to get a slight adjustment on my glasses. Angie often asks me what my vision is like without glasses and it's always hard for me to describe. There's no decrease in brightness but everything is just a blur. So, as I stood there in the Target optical suite sans glasses, I decided to try and take a photo that reflects how I see. I cranked the focal ring to the left and fired a couple of frames.
Even dramatically out of focus, this isn't quite what my world looks like but it's pretty close. With hope, Tommy hasn't inherited my eyesight. We'll go to the pediatric opthamologist next week for an initial consultation.
We decided to pull the Baby Bjorn out of the closet today. It will take a few adjustments to get it to fit just right and it's only good up to 25 pounds, which means we'll only be able to use it until Thursday, but it was nice for Angie to be able to start prepping dinner without tending to a cranky baby who didn't want to be left alone again. Mike: Angie, do you feel like you're always carrying a baby on the front of you? Angie: Yes, yes I do!
My parents came over to watch the kids tonight so Angie and I could go on a long overdue date night. We had dinner at Pei Wei (tell them it's your first visit and get free lettuce wraps!), found new house numbers at Menards, ran into a high school friend and her family at Target and took in a movie at the drive-in. It doesn't matter what the kids did tonight. They were fast asleep when we got home and that's all that matters! Thanks Grandma and Grandpa Shepherd for taking care of them!
This post has nothing to do with the photo of me with all three of the kiddos. They were all wearing monkey jams and were reading a series of Tonka Truck books before bed. After Nate and Tommy were asleep, Maddie asked for Molly, one of her babies. I commented to Angie that because Maddie has so many I wouldn't even know which one Molly is if she were right in front of me. Maddie found her and carried her out to the living room. "See, Mike," Angie said. "That's Molly, the original baby daddy."
Notice the missing comma? Yeah, there should be one between "baby" and "daddy" to imply that she's telling me that Molly is the original, or first, baby that Maddie had. The way she said it made it sound like Molly is a baby daddy. No, that's me. I'm the original baby daddy. :)
We always get a good laugh out of this lesson in copy editing. I also go back to this example.
"Let's eat, Grandma!" or "Let's eat Grandma!" Personally, I'd rather have dinner with Grandma than to have Grandma for dinner. But that's just me.