5 Days Til I'm 2

Can you believe it? I will be 2 years old in just 5 days. I know my Daddy can't believe it. He is simply amazed that two years have already gone by since I was born. So much has happened in two years. So, let's start the count down. Only 5 more days . . . .

Tyler is 4

Last weekend, we went to my friend Tyler's birthday party. He is four. He is a big boy. He had a train birthday party. There was a cake shaped like a train, I got to play with the trains in his grandparents' house, and there was even a pinata shaped like a train.

Here is Tyler with his cake.

We also played with water balloons. I had never seen a water balloon before. It was almost as much fun as bubbles.

I look so serious after throwing a balloon.
Here is Tyler taking the first swing at his pinata. Daddy helped me hit the pinata too. When it fell, I picked up lots and lots of lollipops.
The only time I get cake is at birthday parties. Yummy, yummy, yummy. And they had lots of yummy berries too....
Happy Birthday Tyler! It will be my birthday soon.... I can't wait.

Bird and Nanny

On Thursday, Bird and Nanny (my mommy's grandmothers) came to visit Mommy, Sissie and me. We had lots of fun and Mommy took some pictures of us. Here is Bird and Sissie.

And here is a picture of me with Nanny.

Thanks for coming to visit us Bird and Nanny! We love you.

Curious Graham

Last weekend was a lot of fun because we got to go to Kansas City and see Aunt T and cousin Nate. We stayed at cousin Nate and Aunt T's house. The room I stayed in had a really big TV and they had lots of neat videos. I watched a movie called Curious George and it is about a monkey who likes to get into things and to try to find out what they are. It was a good movie for me. In fact, while I was watching it, I was also trying to figure out what the white thing I was holding was -- it was a digital camera.

More exploring of the digital camera..... You might call me "curious Graham."
The reason that we went to KC was that it was Aunt T's graduation from school for orthodontists. Don't Doll and Granddad look proud? Congratulations Aunt T. We love you and we are proud of you....

Sissie and the Giraffe

My little sister is the best. I start every day by giving Sissie a kiss and I try to give her a kiss every night before I go to bed. I love giving Sissie kisses.

Sissie is getting to be a big girl. She can sit up when propped between two pillows and she really likes to look at everyone. She gives really big smiles. She also likes to sit in her bumbo seat.

Sissie also has a new friend. It is her giraffe. She got him at the zoo. She likes to give him kisses, like in this picture.

Anyway, I love Sissie. Very much. Well, that's all I have to say for now. Bye, bye July.... Bring on August. In August, I will be 2! Can you believe it?

Just Like Mom (Momma's Boy)

Special guest author: Daddy

I am honored to be Graham's special guest author. I asked for this opportunity because I had to tell everyone about something that happened during Graham's bed time last night. For those of you who know Shay pretty well, much of this story should sound very familiar. As part of our recent bedtime routine, we do "bubbles and bath" and then Graham gets to pick out a book or two off of his bookshelf and bring them to me. We then read two books and he goes to bed.

Well, last night, after bubbles and bath, Graham pointed at his Caterpillar book, and so he only needed one more book. So I told him to go pick out one (and I held up one finger, which he understands), and he walked over to the bookcase. He picked up every book on the bookshelf at least once, and he picked up many of the books 2-3 times. When he picked each book up, he looked like he was carefully considering whether that was the book he wanted me to read to him that night. After about 5 minutes, I finally counted down, and I told him that I was going to come and pick out his book for him. At that point he picked up three books, and he said "more" as he tried to pick up a fourth. He carried two board books in each hand until he dropped two of them halfway into his six feet walk to me. I was laughing as I picked up the books and helped him into my lap. At that point I knew he was positively his Mother's son. As everyone knows, a baby (and his mommy) has to have options, and they DEFINITELY have to consider all of their options. :)

Well, thanks for letting me tell my story.

Rollin, Rollin', Rollin'

(Sung to the tune of "Rawhide")

Rollin', rollin', rollin'
My little Sissie is now a rollin'
Keep them pacies comin', Sissie!
Sleepin in her Sleepsack,
And hating her tummy time,
Sissie rolled from her tummy onto her back
Of all the things for daddy to be missin',
He missed Sissie and her rollin',
But I'm sure it won't be her only roll from side to side....