Sunday, June 30, 2013

Signs of summer

Another year flew by! We've had a whole year of being in our house, a whole year of walking, I guess life just seems to move faster when you get old.... one of those sayings I used to laugh at.

And if you stuck around till the end of the video, you notice Chloe teaches him all the fun things that the kids are saying these days.... most recently, "comin' in hot!" Friday around lunchtime, Ferris had to go home with a 104 fever, got cleared in the doctor's office, and wound up in the ER when it climbed to 105.6. I was afraid he would turn to dust in front of my eyes, but after 2 nonstop days of Motrin and Tylenol, he seems to be ok.

Homeboy got a wagon for his birthday and has been pretty obsessed. Last week, we went on a little walk to get flowers. I'm still undecided on the idea of gardening, I don't know if I have the patience to figure out which flowers need what fertilizer, and how to get rid of the squirrels that dig up all of our hard work!

Last year he was just learning to walk, and would sit down if you let go of his hands. Now he drags the scale (your guess is as good as mine) into the living room to launch himself off of.

Sorry for the choppy writing, Haircut has had a rough weekend and needs to grab a beer and organize her closet for the upcoming casual dresscode at work.

Saturday, June 15, 2013

More report cards!

I lied when I said I would keep these in order, so I'm just going to add a trusty little section at the top. Otherwise, November mixed with March mixed with May? How could you possibly cope?

And Batman makes an appearance at last!

Sunday, June 9, 2013

My happy birthday party?

Ferris's second birthday morning started out like any other: early. To prepare for the loose theme of "breakfast," we ran around getting balloons, coffee and donuts, while Sue made egg bake. Then people showed up and enjoyed. Pretty simple!

Look but don't touch the donut cake!

Lots of baby friends to play with. It's all fun and games until 3 babies fall in the hot tub.

 Ferris has been in love with balloons lately, so this was the easy part.

And the bubble gun!

He's so person-y, wonderful, and fun. Happy birthday Ferris!

Saturday, June 1, 2013

Ah York!

It's official: today Ferris turned two! The morning chirps of "my happy birthday cake? my happy birthday party?" will no longer be humored. Ok, maybe we will, since it's just so cute. When he says, "me! me?" he doesn't point to himself exactly.... he flaps his arms like chicken wings. That's how he refers to himself. But more later, I'm just catching up on our New York trip! 

We went back to visit, and I won a bet - Ferris did in fact remember his old daycare friends and teachers, even though he stopped going there spring 2012! People always ask what we intend to do when we visit New York. Have an adventure, what else? We visited with many old friends and met new ones. (And it must be noted that I successfully sewed a pillow for our hosts!) It was so funny to see him slowly walk, and stop over every subway grate. "What dat?" he would repeatedly ask, as the smell of dysentery caressed his cheeks.

The last day was unplanned perfection. We were hanging out at a playground, and a bunch of schoolkids came in for their recess. The girls spent it telling me about their baby brothers and chasing Ferris around. They held his mini taxi, helped him down the slide, cooed at and adored him. Then I went to a gymnastics class, where complete strangers clapped when I landed my first front tuck in a number of (10?) years. I don't want to move back to New York, I want to vacation there indefinitely and attend Wednesday afternoon gymnastics classes.

"Are you coming back next week?"
"No, I'm an out of towner now."