Just like Daddy...

For the one who makes me do my silly giggle, tickles my tummy with his scruffies

and spells silly words for me out of foam letters in the bathtub.

For the one who shares a mug of vanilla ice cream with me,

rolls the soccer ball on the floor with me, and snuggles me to "steal sugar".

For the one who taught me how to growl, how to spit

and how to pull mommy's ponytail when she's on the computer.

For the one who protects me from danger (and dirt :) ), and sings to me when I'm sad.

For the one who leaves his shoes out for me to play with, helps me chase the kitty,

and lets me stay in my jammies all day.

For the one who was there in the special ambulance with me on the day I was born,

watched over me in the NICU, and made sure the nurses were "doing there job." :)

For the one who brought my pictures to mommy every day we were apart

and brought her to me as soon as you could.

For the one who teaches me, loves me, adores me.

Happy Father's Day Dada.

From the one who wants to be just like you. :)

Belt it Out

My Aunt Juli from California came to visit for a few days this week. She claims it was to visit her parents (our Mema and Papa) but we all know it was to visit Jet! Right? lol. We loved seeing her - as she will be gone on the latest family "Wild West Adventure" when we come for our Cali visit this summer - but she's generously letting us stay at her house so I'd say we came out pretty good. :) And of course when Aunts come to visit they have to bring presents (as I will when I get to visit my new little nephew in Florida once he's born! Yay! Congratulations again Uncle Daniel and Aunt Stacie) so Aunt Juli came with some awesome presents. These personalized, handmade Vagabond belts that promote 2 of my favorite causes - Spina Bifida Awareness, and my sweet little Jet.

Okay so maybe Jet is not a "cause" for anything more than smile...but he sure looks cute as an accessory. :)

And I am so thankful to my Aunt and her very talented friend who created these amazing keepsakes for us. We are so blessed.

Blessed to have such supportive family.

(Pictured 4 generations - Me, Jet, Papa, and my mom.) Jet is Papa's (Bobby Jethro) "little namesake" :)

Blessed to have such an amazing little boy.

Blessed to be able to share his story as a happy gift - not a heavy burden....

...because of all those who are there to lift us up.

Thank you.

Cool in the Pool

Remember those Water Baby Dolls with squishy bodies filled with water and floppy limbs....I have my own version of that. He has a squishy body, can be floppy at times, is cute as a doll-baby and loves the water. :)

The other night we took Jet for his first trip to our neighborhood pool.

We knew Jet would agree that after dinner is the best time for a dip in the pool.

The air is still warm from the heat of the day, but sun is low in the sky so no need for squinting or those pesky hats Mommy tries to put on her baby to protect him from the sun.

Right Mommy...no hats this time? Right?

Daddy helped me test the water...

...ooh kind of chilly! But nice in this Georgia heat.

Oh Hi Mommy!

Mommy's so silly - she'll do anything for a smile from her boy.

Just a couple of cool new pool toys (thanks Grey!)...

...and an awesome baby float (thanks Aunt Katie)

are all you need to make the perfect pool experience!

That was refreshing.

Something tells me it's time for bed.

Just keep swimming ya'll!

Familiar Scene

Today I turned the corner to find my son here...

He found The Stairs. (sigh.) Which until today had remained sweetly undiscovered...and yet now will have to be addressed...watched carefully...baby gated...off limits without parental supervision...

you know the drill.

But my Mommy brain wondered

"what made you suddenly so interested in these stairs little man?

So I looked up.

Ah... It was the cat. His love. The one who inspired him to crawl by taunting him to chase after her. And I was taken to a familiar scene...

Yep. My little Romeo.

However unlike Lady Juliet, Lady Cat is not so accommodating. So my little prince did the manly thing and moved on. No one's gonna make my boy wait around.

No siree.

That is until she came down, begging to be chased again. Typical girl.

And what did my typical boy...chased her again. lol.

Littlest Heroes

I recently learned though another mom's blog (through some serious blog surfing so I'm not even sure which mom it was anymore :) but thank you!) of an organization called "The Littlest Heroes Project" . They are a non-profit group of photographers who provide a free photo session to the nations "littlest heros". Please read about their mission by clicking on the link above or visiting www.littlestheroesproject.org. They truly an inspiring group and we had the privilege of working with one of their photographers and getting some pics made of our little hero.

So please go check them out. :) If you have or know a little hero - they have photographers who work with them across the nation so maybe there's one in your area! And I believe they are also always looking for more photographers to join their efforts if any of you amazing photographers are interested as well.

And Jet just wanted to say Thank You to "The Littlest Heroes Project" and that he will continue to do his part in spreading the sunshine.

Big Boy Bath

I don't think we ever discussed the recent change in Jet's favorite part of the day - bath time! About the time he learned to crawl, Jet started trying to climb out of his baby bath. He'd pull up on the side of the bathtub and scare us to death trying to get out so we decided it was time to graduate to the BIG BOY BATHTUB. (These pics were taken back at the hotel in florida on our trip to see Aunt Kay.)

Yes he loves it.

Yes he thinks he's big stuff.

Yes he still tries to climb out of it.

Yes he pretty much still scares us to death.

Yes he's too beautiful.

4 years ago today...

I got all prettied up...

And married this handsome fella...

On the most magical night of my life...

And we lived happily ever after...

And then some.

*Last year on our anniversary. :)*

Happy Anniversary Honey.

I love you.