for some reason William refused to wear a swimsuit while swimming in the pool the entire weekend. fine with us - we forgot to bring the swim diapers that he insists he still has to wear with his shorts.
Patrick has discovered that he can throw a tantrum. Complete with shaking fists and stomping feet. Unfortunately for him, it's still quite amusing to watch him to do this. But when he commits, he commits hard poor baby. I suppose we should celebrate some kind of developmental milestone that comes with the ability to throw a tantrum, but I just know that it won't be quite so novel in a couple weeks... yay for being an experienced parent.
Oh! Patrick's birthday party!! It was absolutely wonderful. We made a four day weekend out of it and that was one of our best decisions. This year I decided that M&G (Mimi & Grandaddy) had done their fair share of traveling and it was time that they get to stay put, so we had the party at their house. I meant for it to be an easy, laidback kind of party, but of course they wouldn't have any of that and were busy making food and doing yardwork. Just can't get those two to sit still!! The weather was beautiful, right up until party time. Then it kept pouring rain every 45 minutes or so. Lucky for us, we were all hanging out on the basement patio drinking beer, so the rain didn't matter a bit. Except that I really wanted to go swimming and that wasn't going to happen in the rain.
William stayed with M&G for the week and we went home midday Monday because Sam started his NEW JOB the next day!! (Tuesday) He's now an Account Manager and so far he loves it!! We are so proud of him and I'm trying to not be irritated by his blackberry. He thinks it's the greatest thing since sliced bread - we've even had to buy a fancy new holster for it because apparently it is very inconvenient to try and figure out which phone is ringing when they are both in your pocket. I'm going to have to take his word on that one. I'm clearly not that important yet.. haha!!! One day. So, yeah. One week in and I think he's rocking it. Which of course he would be. No surprise there.
I swear when I picked William up at Great Grandmother's house in Atlanta he was inches taller, his vocabulary had doubled, and he was just all around a bigger boy. It had been 5 days. Five days and I was convinced that he had drastically changed. I just can't believe how much they change. I'm in awe of it every time I slow down enough to have it shoved in my face. I was talking with the "breakfast club" at work this morning, and we all have to remind ourselves that as much as we want to rush and see them grown up, that we also need to slow down and enjoy them as mini people too. That it is all fleeting and we need to soak it in. Because one day they will be teenagers who eat all the deli meat and barely talk to us... haha!!
I don't know how he is managing to grow though, he won't eat anything besides bread at this point. He loved garlic bread tonight - smart boy... He just throws everything else on the floor - hotdog, biscuits (I don't think he realized that biscuits are like bread - just with butter and jam), fruit, chicken, everything. And we are 0 for 2 on getting him to drink from a sippy cup at school. Luckily, they will just pour the breast milk into a bottle for him to drink, but the pediatrician wants him off the bottle and we can't find a sippy cup that he will drink from?! Who knows. I guess since he still nurses all night long, I should stop being SO concerned about the lack of swallowing table food nutrition wise, but I don't know.... He also doesn't have any teeth still - so maybe he's just waiting for those to pop in.