Thursday, January 27, 2011
Monday, January 17, 2011
I'm such a sucker.
Here's what just happened instead of Dillon getting his poopy pants changed and having a bath. I'm going to have to learn to say, "No." I'm just not there yet.
Eat your hearts out, Nonna and Papa
Pictured here we have Dillon on the left (5 months) and Hyrum on the right (7.5 months).
Keep going, 'cause the pictures get cuter as you go through the post.
Keep going, 'cause the pictures get cuter as you go through the post.
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
New York New Year's
Mark, Dillon and I spent the remainder of our holiday in Manhattan with my sister (Emma), brother-in-law (John), niece (Evelyn) and nephew (Hyrum). They bought and renovated a new apartment this year. Their new place is downright spacious! Next time I go visit, I may not even have to have my arm twisted.
We really did have an amazing time. Dillon got to spend more time with cousins and meet his Aunt Laurel and Uncle John for the first time.
We didn't have a Christmas tree at our house this year, which was a little sad since it was Dillon's first Christmas. But luckily, Emma and John still had theirs up. And, if you saw our Colorado Christmas post, you know that there was plenty of Christmas tree there as well. Still, I felt guilty, so I took Dillon to Rockefeller Center to see THE big tree.
It was cold and crowded. We took a few pictures, but Dillon didn't really enjoy himself. It certainly wasn't the magical moment I had pictured: my son gazing up in wonder at a sky filled with brightly colored electric lights. I'm still glad we went, though, and the pictures will live on as evidence of my continual efforts to fill my son's life with as much wonder as possible.
In order to salvage a frustrating outing, we stopped at a bar. We took three kids and stroller down a flight of stairs into a bar so that Dillon (and his cousins) could experience a little wonder. Have you ever seen YOUR dad ride a mechanical bull?
We made one final stop, attempting to experience a bit of holiday magic. Evelyn was entranced by the light show. But, as you can see from the picture, Dillon decided on a different brand of magic. It wasn't a total bust, though. That bottle was mixed with hot water obtained, along with a macaroon and some brioche, from a quaint french patisserie. That's festive, yeah?
Speaking of bars and delicious treats, it isn't a trip to New York unless you make a pit stop in a Dylan's Candy Bar. So, like the doting parents we try to be, we took Dillon to Dylan's. Dylan's is a convenient 2 blocks from Emma and John's apartment. I should have known that if I wanted to fill my son with wonderment, all I had to do was take him to a candy store. He ate it up. (Pun absolutely intended.)
Our outing was on New Year's Eve. On New Year's Day, Dillon got to enjoy the swag. I'm feeling a little bit like we may have started a New Year's tradition. We probably won't make it to Dylan's every year, but I'm pretty sure we can find a local candy store that will suit our purposes.
Stay tuned for selections from the Dillon/Hyrum photo shoot, which deserves its own post.
We really did have an amazing time. Dillon got to spend more time with cousins and meet his Aunt Laurel and Uncle John for the first time.
We didn't have a Christmas tree at our house this year, which was a little sad since it was Dillon's first Christmas. But luckily, Emma and John still had theirs up. And, if you saw our Colorado Christmas post, you know that there was plenty of Christmas tree there as well. Still, I felt guilty, so I took Dillon to Rockefeller Center to see THE big tree.
It was cold and crowded. We took a few pictures, but Dillon didn't really enjoy himself. It certainly wasn't the magical moment I had pictured: my son gazing up in wonder at a sky filled with brightly colored electric lights. I'm still glad we went, though, and the pictures will live on as evidence of my continual efforts to fill my son's life with as much wonder as possible.
In order to salvage a frustrating outing, we stopped at a bar. We took three kids and stroller down a flight of stairs into a bar so that Dillon (and his cousins) could experience a little wonder. Have you ever seen YOUR dad ride a mechanical bull?
We made one final stop, attempting to experience a bit of holiday magic. Evelyn was entranced by the light show. But, as you can see from the picture, Dillon decided on a different brand of magic. It wasn't a total bust, though. That bottle was mixed with hot water obtained, along with a macaroon and some brioche, from a quaint french patisserie. That's festive, yeah?
Speaking of bars and delicious treats, it isn't a trip to New York unless you make a pit stop in a Dylan's Candy Bar. So, like the doting parents we try to be, we took Dillon to Dylan's. Dylan's is a convenient 2 blocks from Emma and John's apartment. I should have known that if I wanted to fill my son with wonderment, all I had to do was take him to a candy store. He ate it up. (Pun absolutely intended.)
Our outing was on New Year's Eve. On New Year's Day, Dillon got to enjoy the swag. I'm feeling a little bit like we may have started a New Year's tradition. We probably won't make it to Dylan's every year, but I'm pretty sure we can find a local candy store that will suit our purposes.
Stay tuned for selections from the Dillon/Hyrum photo shoot, which deserves its own post.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
"I'm suckin' on my lip."
"Now I've stopped."
"Now I've started again."
"Mom, what is that thing you're stickin' in my face?"
"This is kind of a silly game."
"I love you Mom!"
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Colorado Christmas
We had lots of fun during our Colorado Christmas. We were all a bit sleep deprived, but we partied right through it.
We went to church.
We played with cousins.
(Dillon is pictured here with his particularly good looking cousin. As you can probably tell from the photo, he has come to terms with the fact that, since she has no older brothers, he's got his work cut out for him.)
We took a four generation picture for Dillon.
We had story time with Grandma.
We got up EARLY on Christmas to open presents.
"Do I have wrapping paper on my head?"
"Nevermind. It doesn't matter. Can I PLEASE take a nap?"
After a nap, Dillon cheered up enough to open some more presents and watch the excitement from his perch on Daddy's knee.
We got so many fun new toys and are grateful for each thoughtful gift. But, at the end of the day, what good are toys without someone to share them with?
"Don't you love my moose jammies?"
We went to church.
We played with cousins.
(Dillon is pictured here with his particularly good looking cousin. As you can probably tell from the photo, he has come to terms with the fact that, since she has no older brothers, he's got his work cut out for him.)
We took a four generation picture for Dillon.
We had story time with Grandma.
We got up EARLY on Christmas to open presents.
"Do I have wrapping paper on my head?"
"Nevermind. It doesn't matter. Can I PLEASE take a nap?"
After a nap, Dillon cheered up enough to open some more presents and watch the excitement from his perch on Daddy's knee.
We got so many fun new toys and are grateful for each thoughtful gift. But, at the end of the day, what good are toys without someone to share them with?
"Don't you love my moose jammies?"
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