My little elf

Griffin is officially rolling all over the place. Front to back. Back to front. He loves to be on his tummy looking around. He has starting scooting forward and loves holding and chewing on toys.

I love everything about this kid. Every inch of his body - the ginormous hands and feet, the hilarious fat-man giggle, even the areas plagued with second-degree-burn-like-eczema. He is rolly and squishy and happy all the time. He makes my life full, happy and complete (at least for now).

He is sweet and wonderful and perfect.

Here's a little taste.

Move over Beckham

Eli finished up his first soccer season last week. He loved every game. He had the best facial expressions and sound effects. Truly entertaining stuff. He scored his first goal in the third to last game - there was some excitement. And by some I mean, Eli running around the field (well into the next play) yelling "I scored a goal, now I get dollars." Maybe I bribed him with a dollar every time he scored a goal. What? I was bribed to score numerous times and I turned out OK. (that last sentence makes me sound like a high class prostitute. No?) Let me rephrase. I was offered money to score points in various sporting events. I have officially passed on my mild competitiveness to my eldest - I couldn't be prouder!

GOOOAL!

"I get dollars" celebration.

Some people have dogs...

. . . we have him.

THE END

Richie, Grandpa, Football

This is my brother, Richie. He was talking (crying) about never making an appearance on my blog. So here he is. With Blake.


Richard William and Blakey William - both named after this fabulous, hilarious grandpa,

who turns 80 on Sunday. Hopefully the Cougars will pull out a victory for my dear, sweet gramps. I will be there cheering them on. Maybe my boyfriend will make an appearance, probably not, but a girl can dream.

Four months already?

It has been a glorious four months around here. But hard to believe that my little man is growing up so fast. Today was his 4-month doc visit. His stats are as follows:

Weight - 16 pounds 70%tile
Length - 26.75 inches 96%tile

Happiest little guy ever. He didn't even cry for his shots. Which is more that I can say for his brothers and their flu shots - sheesh. You would've thought I was trying to rip their fingernails out. Then afterwards Eli kept saying "see it wasn't that bad, Blakey". Again, sheesh.

I love him. Gooey, fatness and all. I think his ears are my favorite. Or his chubby, eatable cheeks. Tough choice.

Buddies

This is how I caught them watching cartoons yesterday.

Love them!

Little man on campus

My Blakey Boy started preschool on Tuesday. Weird. He has been so excited. He told everyone he was going to his first school. He is the youngest in his class - by a lot. All the other kids will go to Kindergarten next year and Blake has two years before he starts. On the first day I told him to give me kiss and I would pick him up after school. He gave me a smooch and went and sat down. I was so glad he wanted to stay, but he could have at least pretended to want me around. Blakey has always been my little buddy. He goes everywhere with me. For the last two years when Eli would go to preschool, Blake and I would shop, go to lunch, hang out or clean. I am going to miss him on the 3 days a week he is in school. He is the one who helped me pick out and get everything ready for Griffin. He is such a great helper and the most independent 3 year old I know. He definitely is a unique little guy and I love, love, love him (stubborness and all)!

The Big School

I think that Eli has been prepared for Kindergarten since he was 2. He loves school. The routine. The learning. It's his thing. Last Wednesday he was finally able to go to the "big school". He had been counting down the days and he loves his teacher and his class. My sweet man is growing up too fast. I was not prepared for how emotional last week was. I was so proud and excited for him - his excitement was contagious. But I was also sad. Sad that he doesn't need me in the same was he used to. Sad that someone else would be hearing his funny words first or praising him for good work. Boo-hoo for me right. He loved his first day and every day since - let's just see how long that enthusiasm lasts!

He found his seat at table #1

I went to this dreamy place and picked up some cupcakes for a special after school snack. They were divine. I may or may not have eaten three of these four all by myself -

Did I mention deliciously divine!

Visit the Sweet Tooth Fairy Bakery - you will not be disappointed!