Happy Birthday, Tristan!

On one hand it feels like Tristan was born yesterday, and on the other hand I can't remember life without him.

Tristan's first birthday was such a success. With a little man there are a lot of variables that could ruin a birthday bash, but runny nose and all, we had a great time!

The cake was an adventure. Tristan had is very own cake so he would not have to share with anyone on his big day. I wanted him to go face first, but he wasn't too sure about the whole cake thing. Once he has a small taste of icing, he kind of liked it, but was more concerned with the balloons awaiting him back inside. At least he was able to smear blue on several of his party guests between the high chair and the kitchen sink!

Now present time was fun to watch. I had envisioned Tristan opening each present one at a time, then turning to me with a knowing look. It kind of happened that way in my mind, but after looking at the pictures, it was all about the tissue paper and the balloons. Tristan is set for quite some time with the most stylish clothes and most cutting-edge toys. His favorite toy-from my perspective-was the box that contained his new wheels. When Matt combined the box with a few balloons...well, let's just say, that is was a success!

After cake, presents, bubbles and more, the remaining party-goers took Tristan's new ride for a spin. It was a great end to a perfect evening. Tristan went to bed smiling and woke up the same way the next day. I can't wait to do it all over again next year! I am thinking petting zoo and jumpy jump!

The last 9 months

Since my last post I went from being the mother of a very still, calm, and quiet baby to being the mother of a mobile, vocal, curious toddler. In the word only my sweet sister would truly understand..."How is possible?"

Monumental moments missed due to my lack of interest in blogging include, but are not necessarily limited to, rolling over, smiling, laughing, crawling (a one-legged crawl that he has mastered - I won't tell him it makes it look like only one leg is capable of mobility), cruising (for all non-moms, this means pulling up and scooting along anything in grabbing range), walking, falling, and a better attempt at walking.


Please note that T smiles with his entire face...irresistible!



T got to experience swimming for the first time. In anticipation of many afternoons at Uncle Matt and Aunt Shayna's pool, we started swim classes at 6 months. I didn't realize that maybe Matt needed lessons as well. He arguably saved Tristan's life by his cat-like reflexes and seriously impressive dog-paddling skills, but is it really a heroic event when Tristan's life wouldn't have needed saving if...well, take a look for yourself:



The most significant event was on Father's Day which doubled as T's Dedication at our church. We actually had the majority of our family here. I get a little weepy just thinking about what an incredibly important day that was for our little man. T looked adorable and it may have been his first official day of wearing shoes. The whole shoe thing hasn't worked out for us too well, but I probably wouldn't wear shoes either if I didn't know how to tie them .