Boys' Club

This past weekend, Dave and Tate were watching the Badger game...in the man cave.

I kid you not, after taking these pictures I overheard the following statements:

"Aahhh."

"It's okay, Buddy. They are going to punt it right now. They're going to punt the ball."

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"Yes!!! Way to go Badgers. All right! High five, Tate."

No girls allowed...

And this is Tate's new place to hang out. As cute as it is, it is not cute to get screamed at for assistance in getting out of the basket.

Diggers

 Last week the city was doing some minor work on the sidewalk across from our house. They were there maybe four hours in the late morning/early afternoon. This is what it looked like from my house...

I think we are officially a digger lovin' household...

Hot Dog! celebration

On Friday, we were able to celebrate the one year anniversary of Tate's arrival. We threw a Mickey Mouse-Clubhouse-Open House style party with lots of tot sized friends.

The amazing Mickey cake my friend Ashley made for us. D-licious.

Tate opening his favorite toy. A Mickey plane.

Checking out the peeps at his party.

Love this. As everyone started singing 'Happy Birthday', Tate got a smile on his face and nuzzled into Dave.

Evidence to show it began neat and clean.

Enjoying stuffing the cake.

This is how it ended.

The last 369 days have been unspeakably amazing, joyful, and fun. I can only imagine what the next 361 days will bring. I love you, Tate!

One (Many, Actually) Small Step for Tate...

It has started gradually with Tate standing independently for short periods of time (when he is not thinking about it), then moved to taking a few very small baby steps (when he is not thinking about it) and tonight turned into four of the most exciting, proud moments we were able to witness. We have a walker in the making. This is our life. Welcome to it. :)

Walking is tiring, Daddy. I'm just gonna lie here for a minute.