Party Time!

Wito’s birthday party was this weekend and it went off without a hitch. (Must have been a result of all my random 3 a.m. Type A wakings over the past week. “Don’t forget to bring a lighter for the candle!”, “Bring extra paper towels!”, “The Backyardigans balloons need helium first thing in the morning!” Why these things come to me in the middle of REM sleep, I will never know.)

I think Wito had a great time.

God, I will miss those precious front teeth when they fall out.

Making the party super duper special were my visiting parents, sister, brother-in-law and nephew.

I’m pretty sure this is the only existing photo of my sister, the boys and me. I kind of cherish it.

We’re packing it in while everyone is in town – so far we’ve done the birthday thing, drank WAY too many margaritas, visited the fair and hung out at the beach. Next up – a swanky dinner without the kids, a quick trip to the desert and a boat ride around the ocean.

Right now? A quick cat nap.

A Video Response to The Candy Man

Dear Father,

It seems your grandson has the answer to your question.

Love,
Whoorl

(Wito was not coerced into making the following statements. It was all from the heart, papa.)

Tastes like bubble gum! from whoorl on Vimeo.

Palm Springs!

Well, it’s time to re-pack my bags and head out to Palm Springs for sun, swimming and a little relaxation. When I mentioned to Wito that we were leaving for Palm Springs to see his beloved great-grandparents, he dashed out of the room and returned looking like this:

I think he is more excited than his mama.

Have I mentioned that he refuses to stand within 5 feet of a pool without some sort of flotation device cocooned around his body? Unfortunately, he had a falling-into-a-pool accident last summer and “fearless” is not one of the words I would use to describe his poolside approach. (However, put the kid near the ocean and he’s balls to the wall. Go figure.)

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