One Night Stand with the Boys

So, the boys and I spent Friday night out of town. We went out to (a delicious) dinner with Dave's side of the family to celebrate Auntie Nicole turning 21 and moving into school. Saturday was a busy busy day for us as we needed to get back home to attend a birthday party and (Mama had to) work. At least we were able to spend a couple out of town hours relaxing and "vacationing".

The boys checking out the city, five floors below.

Tate meeting Humpty Dumpty

Beautiful flowers at the farmer's market around the capitol

Checking to make sure Mama is still around

Saturday morning walk

Three Years

It has been three years since I legally locked Dave in. Three years since we promised to be together for-ever. Three years since we've been a family.

Dave looking oh-so sexy... 

I loved how the whole day was dedicated to kissing...or so it felt like. And really, who am I to complain?

Like I said, all day kissing.

I keep reliving the day, trying to remember what I was doing at this moment, three years ago.

David, I love you so so sooo much. Thank you for choosing me. And you know, putting up with me. ;)

Two-Faced

Mom, you may recognize this face. This is a "mild" version from the one I have been seeing lately.

My favorite face he makes. He's been making some crazy, happy faces lately. It is adorable and hilarious to witness.

The Man, The Boy and Their Dog

Here's a little story for you. Enjoy.

One day, Tate and his Daddy were hanging out "man style" with their best friend, Bru.

Daddy: That's good Tate. Be gentle.

Tate: I know Daddy. I just really like Bru's tags.

Daddy attempted to teach Tate how to gently pet Bru by showing him, only to have his hand shoved aside.

"Daddy! Bru is my friend! I know how to be nice to her." Tate declared.

Daddy patiently sat with Bru and Tate, on hand should his assistance be needed.

Tate: Did you mean, gentle like this, Daddy?

Their relationship has changed so much over the nine months Tate has been in Bru's life. It used to be that Tate was something new for Bru to sniff and investigate. Then, it slowly progressed to something more for the boy and his dog.

Daddy, I want my soccer ball real bad. But I am busy holding Bru's hand right now. I love her more than soccer, at least for this moment.

Due to the complex nature of the male human being and the inability for dogs to communicate fully with non-dogs, one can not be sure of what goes on inside the man, the boy and their dog's minds, but it can be assumed we have a pretty good idea.

Bru: I let him pull my ears, grab my tags, tug my hair and yell all the time. Right now, I believe he wants to paint my toes nails. But he is my boy and I love him.

Pool, Pasta, Pudding and Potter

We had a busy day today. We spent the morning at the pool with our friends Ava, Maverick and their mom, Lindsey. With how crazy hot it has been, along with Tate's teeth popping in every other day, the pool has been our lifesaver. Ha, no pun intended.

We also had a lunch date with my grandma, Char (Grammy? to Tate) and friend, Bridget. We went for pasta and let me tell you; I love, love, love splitting and sharing food. Everything was wonderful and we can add chicken parmesan to food Tate will shovel in his mouth with gusto.

My mom, sister and brother came over tonight for a Harry Potter Book Club (don't even say anything, it is awesome). Everyone brought delicious treats and we sat around, eating and discussing the fabulousness that is Harry Potter. Weird, Tate likes pudding.

Very cooperative when being fed this new wonderful treat.

It is the little, sweet things in life that bring out such a big smile.

Things Learned Up North

I will make this quick. This is a little appetizer to the rest of "up north" post. This quick, appetizer of a post is for Auntie Laura.

We went up north to a friend's cottage to celebrate their wedding anniversary (yay two years Dan and Ruth!) and birthday (happy happy, Ruth!). It has become a tradition. Here are a few things we learned this weekend.

Bru finally man-ed up and jumped off the dock without whining for 35 minutes before hand.

Ok, so Dave already knew how to ski. Let's just say he learned how to "even better".

And Tate learned how to play cards with the big boys. Captain Dan is sharing his cards, not the beer with our little man.