I've got more cute pictures to share! Yippee!
I took down the baby swing last week. Rory still enjoyed it but I was done lifting her in and out of it, she's not light, weighing only 4 pounds less than Max! Plus, she swings like a champ on the big swing. The one time she lost her grip and slipped? She hung on for dear life with her other hand until I grabbed her and then started crying because I had stopped her from swinging to catch her. Yeah, she's a big girl! (To also note: Today, she started yelling at me, "No! I big girl!" before climbing into her own seat or unbuckling her shoes by herself. So much for waiting for her birthday to start the terrible twos!)
Max and I took a little stroll down our street as we worked on his pedaling. He can pedal his tricycle like a champ but getting the hang of only pedaling forward on his bike has proven quite cumbersome. (Especially since he insists on wearing rain boots.) He'll get it though!
The baby girl, who insists she is not a baby anymore, has been growing leaps and bounds. I took this picture on Saturday to show off just how crazy her curls are getting as her hair grows out. It's going to be quite the mess now that the humidity is kicking in! (P.S. How cute is that skirt I picked up at a garage sale?!)
And last, but oh so not least, I get to tattle-tale on Daddy. Sunday morning Dusty, Uncle Randy and Max were packing up to go fishing. I grabbed some sunscreen and showed Dusty that I put it in the boat so he'd remember to put it on. Guess who forgot and let his little boy
fry in the sun all day? Yup, that's right, Max has his first real sunburn. You remember this Max, if you get skin cancer later in life it was all your Daddy's fault and Mommy tried to stop that from happening!
That little boy up there? He also had his 3 year checkup today with the pediatrician! Yup, that's right, I got to bring Max in to see his doctor the day after his sunburn. (And also to the gym where there were even more jokes and questions...Daddy is in so much trouble later...but I digress.) Max weighs 32 lbs putting him in the 53% and he is 3' 2" tall putting him in the 62%. We have a pretty average boy on our hands!
The doctor visit was pretty traumatic for Max this time around, and our pediatrician assured me that between 3 and 5 years of age most kids get freaked out. He had to undress and wear a gown, but since Max refused to put it on he spent the whole appointment in his underwear and socks. He had to get a booster shot that we weren't expecting which lead to more tears. And he slipped and smashed his mouth against my knee biting his cheek on our way out. It was a tough morning for the little man!