Spaghetti Night

Friday nights is spaghetti night at Auntie Lana's house and sometimes we get to go...and even remember to bring things like bibs and a highchair. Which is fortunate because both boys LOVE Auntie Lana's spaghetti sauce and won't eat anyone else's, I've tried. I don't even bother trying to make my own...it won't get eaten. Auntie Lana brings us supplies of her spaghetti sauce on a regular basis so we can have a stockpile in the freezer. Thank goodness!

Apparently his own dish of spaghetti wasn't enough...

Tavish must always eat his out of one of Uncle Joe's Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle bowls.

Puppy cousins begging for treats at the kitchen door after dinner.

They both have the same sad look in their eyes..."how come we're not allowed in the kitchen?"

Some after dinner cookie making.

And Wolverine claws...just because.

not my kid

We were having dinner with some friends from church tonight, including the Primary president who had a little story to share about Tavish....

She was teaching a lesson in Primary to the kids and asked them the question "Do you know anyone perfect?" One of the kids raised their hand and said "Tavish!" The Primary president said she tried to gently guide them to the answer she was looking for which was Jesus :) when another kid raised their hand and said "No, its Tavish! He's perfect!" Apparently some other kids gave consensus and there you have it. Primary kids think Tavish is perfect.

If only they knew the truth...

A Play Date

This is a selfie of Tavish and I on a date to see his first play, Miss Nelson is Missing. This was so much fun because Grandma Marsha had sent Tavish a copy of the book a while ago and we love the story. So when I saw it was playing at the Adventure Theater I knew Tavish would love it. He was so cute and would get excited about all the different parts of the story he knew as it was acted out. At one point one of the characters came up near us in the audience as part of the play and he shouted out excitedly "I have the book at home!"

And now it's gone...

Out of the blue, Tavish had been saying recently that he wished he would lose his teeth. I dismissed it thinking it wouldn't happen for another year or two. Then one day I glanced at his teeth and thought the bottom ones seemed to be getting more crooked...which I'm probably sensitive to since I've had my braces on for two and half years and am getting a little sick of them. Anyhow...the next day it seemed even worse and when I looked more closely I realized it wasn't crooked but loose! And then the one next to it was loose too! Then Sunday morning he came running in to our room, tooth in hand, and woke us up telling us he had pulled out his tooth...  

This wiggly tooth came out the following Thursday...it was hanging on by a thread and when I went to work, Tara the babysitter pulled it out because she was afraid he would aspirate it. So I've missed both teeth coming out. But we have a happy boy.

And this is the pillow the Tooth Fairy brought Tavish after he lost his first tooth so he could put his lost tooth in the pocket and she would in return leave him a little treat in there. Funny story...as we were putting him to bed the night he lost his first tooth and leaving it out for the tooth fairy, Tavish told me in all seriousness that the Tooth Fairy brings a gold coin for lost teeth (I think he saw it on a cartoon somewhere).  But he really believed it and expected it. What's a Tooth Fairy to do at 8pm on Sunday night??? Luckily the Tooth Fairy's helper had happened to go through a toll while driving recently and gotten a gold coin which he donated to the lost tooth fund. For the second tooth the Tooth Fairy brought two chocolate gold coins :)

Paxton's First Haircut

This boy needed a haircut...bad. For some crazy-mama reason I didn't want him to get his haircut until after he turned one because then he wouldn't be a baby anymore *sniff* But then it reached crisis level...

Here's the view from the front...

...and the side.

crazy, right?

He got that morning hair from me :)

So off we went and sweet Irene gave him his first haircut.

He did a great job of holding still most of the time.

But had to check out big brother getting his haircut too.

Two  handsome boys.

And no more crazy hair!

Let it snow...

For some reason this year when I was doing the fall clothes shopping for Tavish I made sure to get him snow pants and boots. I have never bought them in the past because it usually seems like there is one or two good snow storms each winter and that's it. Well, this must have been some sort of prompting because we are getting one snowstorm after another this year. And this boy loves to be out in the snow.

 Wistful longing to go out...

 For some reason Tavish always wants to lick the snow.

It was a beautiful cold day and the snow was so dry that it wouldn't really stick to make a proper snowman, so instead we made a snow mound named....Frosty, of course.

Eleven Months

This boy is too busy for photo shoots so now we just get what we can when we can. Also having one boy with a birthday two weeks before Christmas and another boy with a birthday three weeks after Christmas makes you forget to do stuff in December. But here is our winter baby wearing the same winter coat Tavish wore when he was a baby. He has some crazy hair, just like his mama, and seriously needs a haircut.
We have crank open windows in our living room and one Paxton's most favorite things to do is pull the cranks off and crawl around with it hanging out of his mouth. This boy is funny.