Lounging
A year ago he didn't want to go anywhere near it. Now Sam loves this swing.
Turns out it's a handicapped swing, no leg holes which makes for easy access!
Forgot to post these pics of my handsome beanie baby.
We stopped by Target on our way to the Holiday shoot a couple weeks back and saw this hat on an endcap for just one dollar. It was in the boys department, and while it fits Sam, I have to admit it's a little poofy. But it will have to do, as all the toddler hats are too small! :) It was fun to take pictures of him wearing something new. I shot these at a pretty park in McKinney. He was cooperative for the most part, but in order to get the shots on the stone wall I had to bribe him with the promise of fruit snacks and an extra Oswald when we got home.
He held me to it, too. He's almost impossible to trick!
Despite the way Sam looks in this photo, he really did have a good time!
We met Great-Grandma at Willow Bend for lunch and some playground time. It's the best playground because Great-Grandma and I can sit and see Sam wherever he goes. He has lots of room to roam and lots of things to climb on. After strolling around the mall, we stopped for ice cream and cookies and threw some pennies into the fountain before heading home. What a fun day!
We had a nice, relaxing Mother's Day this year. Brian got up early to make me breakfast and had Sam bring me a flower from the bouquet he bought, along with a funny card (which was addressed to "Mum"), into the bedroom when I first woke up. "Here you go, Mama", he said!
We enjoyed an awesome breakfast - eggs, sausage, bagels with salmon and cream cheese, juice and coffee - before heading out to meet Gram and Pops for a picnic at Frisco Commons. Andrew, Great-Grandma and my Uncle Brad joined us, too, and we had fun eating lunch and taking a walk in the windy, but pretty weather. Sam was such a patient boy that we finished our day at the park with some time on the giant wooden playground. Sam did the silly stairs with Gram, the swings with Pops and the horsies with Andrew.
Jan and Emil sent me the sweetest card and Nell and I chatted on the phone later that evening. Thanks, too, to Brian and Brad for the flowers. It was fun photographing something new for a change and they look great in the house! The two pictures of Sam at the bottom of the post are from the Mother's Day Tea at Sam's school. His teachers did a great job of celebrating us moms and Sam enjoyed showing me the puzzles he plays with at school!
Sam's always up for a trip to the park.
I was hoping for a little more sun, but it ended up getting pretty overcast while we were out. It didn't matter to Sam, though. We had lots of wind which made our pinwheel spin without our help, and we had fun swinging and chasing ducks at the lake. Cute little boy.
More like Slammin' Land.
I took Sam to a playdate at an indoor playground. We wanted the kids to burn off some of their winter wiggles. Sam took it a step further and burned some skin off his face - rug-burned that is. He went down a slide that was just too slick and despite the fact I was right in front of him he kept going, on his belly, like a torpedo through the water, face-down on the indoor/outdoor carpeting. He cried for a bit, but once I washed him off and determined the blood coming out of his nose was from a small cut and not internal bleeding, he wanted "DOWN Mama!" so that he could run and climb some more. I shook for a good three hours, and checked him for concusion over the next couple of days.
Other than that
it was a decent place, but the moms decided to try another one like it that we've heard better things about. Hopefully we'll stay injury-free next time!
I promise I'm not making this up.
I took Sam to the park by our house this morning. He loves the playground equipment, especially these four green steps that lead up to one of the platforms. He's too little to climb on them, even with my help, so we usually just bang on them and pretend we're drumming. Today, as we were rat-a-tat-tatting, I noticed two sticks on the ground that would make perfect drumsticks. I showed Sam how to tap them on the "drum" and then handed them to him so he could try.
He tapped them two or three times on the drum and then stopped and tapped them together and said:
"Whan, tyoo, free, fhmw", which translates to "one, two, three, four", before continuing with his "riff".
Where did he pick THAT up? I laughed so hard I startled him! But he kept on going, tapping his drumsticks together and saying 1-2-3-4, drumming for a while, then repeating the whole process. This went on for a good five minutes, which is a long time in Toddler World.
Usually when he does something funny we know immediately where he picked it up or who he is mimicing. But this one baffled me. He's been so into music and dancing lately, he must have a little of Mommy's show-choir gene and Uncle Funky's musical instrument gene.
I was going to title this post "Little Drummer Boy", but I decided it didn't sound rockin' enough. He's more than a little boy with a drum, he's a ROCKSTAR!