Saturday, January 23

Monday, January 18

More fun

On the tail-end of our little excursion up north, we stayed and visited with my sister and her husband. In order to keep the young child entertained, they thought it would be fun to do a mini-self-tour of Union Station and all the cool retired trains that are outside. Tyson was in train heaven. He was tickled pink. Luckily he had a really tall uncle to lift him up to places I would never dream of seeing.









There were some pretty neato trains. My sisters and I loved this train with its swirls and fanciments. Wouldn't it be a cool backdrop for pictures?




Later that night, we drove into town and visited a city park that still had lights and Christmas stuff out. By the time this picture was taken I'm pretty sure we were all freezing.



Wednesday, January 13

This boy



Ah, this little boy. He's my buddy. We honestly have so much fun during the day. He is an excellent shopping companion, only very rarely whining/crying. He is a good snuggler. He likes to drink hot chocolate and tea, as do I. He loves for me to take pictures of him, and then wants to look at the playback of himself.



He generally takes naps, and if not, has good quiet time where he doesn't do anything too bad. He likes to learn about cooking. He always wants to watch or help me add ingredients. He still lets me rock him and sing to him before nap and bedtime, and loves to read little stories and poems. He sings quietly to himself through out the house which sends little delight chills down my spine.



He is a very good eater and willing to try lots of good + new things. He and I laugh at the same things in movies and dance to music in the car. He's pretty conscientious about things being clean and tidy, unless friends are over to play. Then it's every man for himself. :)



He is not stingy with affection. He always has a smile and big hug for me. He's always been very friendly. He learns people's names quickly and doesn't forget them. In fact, his memory astounds me.

Sure, sometimes motherhood is rough, but I can't complain at all. I have a healthy, sweet boy I get to stay home and teach. Ironically, he teaches me so much in return, it doesn't seem like a fair trade. :)