As my sweet little one cries from bed, "Stop computering and walk in here. Go to bed with me" I must fight the urge to lay with him. He has been a tough one come bed time since the move, so once again we turn to tough love at bedtime. God give us strength! This week Boyd discovered his love of washing dishes, enjoyed the crunch of a perfect Macintosh apple, the necessity of floss when a peel gets stuck between ones teeth, and playing pretend with window decorations. He refers to the scarecrow as scaretwitch, and the turkey (not pictured) as chicken. He told me they weren't scared of each other because Scaretwitch was the turkey's dad.

For those of you missing Boyd, here are a few shots of our expressive big guy. After a fever last night lasting a few hours, he awoke good as new. I kept him home from school today, sticking to the 24 hours fever free guidelines and to make sure he really was better. Perhaps he (or maybe I) needed an entire Boyd and Mommy day. We both enjoyed the unrushed day and even completed some errands (the DMV- he entertained a long line of people and we even had a lady come up to us and thank him for making her day). They had dog treats on the counter and Boyd told everyone he wanted a dog so he could feed the dog treats. He also played with the fall decorations of gourds and told the other boy there who wasn't being the perfect child to be careful with the gourd because it was fragile. Then we explored the park next to the DMV and met many new friends. Boyd also found a hula hoop and was quite the "dancer ". Think half lion tamer half rhythmic gymnastics. Boyd even helped with the dishes today and really enjoyed the task (woohooo!!!!). In the evening we picked a carrot from the garden to enjoy and we snapped some candids. Boyd loves cameras and he was in a responsible mood so I let him be the "picture man" for a while too. He instructed me to say cheese and to "smile with your teeth in your mouth." I included one of his shots. Other notable quotables for the day include, "That house is gorgeous. We never lived there. We should move there so we can have a dog. It's for sale."

Running to the Iwo Jima Monument (For the Marines). When he started running there he announced, "I've been dreaming about this my whole life."

Proof that Papa was here.

He tried to climb some tower and "fell over".


Talking about something.

"Hi little fella." Boyd found a bug and watched it while in the National Cemetery.

Boyd was very quiet and intrigued by the flame/fire.




Proof we live outside Washington, D.C. (However, this is not the view from our front porch).

One priceless lobster

"I'm crawling on the beach."

First Day

Here are a few pictures from Boyd's first day of school. He was brave. His face welled up for a minute (he was probably imitating me) and then with one more kiss we said farewell. It was probably a more difficult day for me than Boyd. His teachers and the director reported that he did great. We are all hoping the second + days are equally as smooth. Boyd said he played cars and trucks like the kind we used to have in the sandbox, read a book about a duck who ran away, ate cheerios for a snack, stuck his tongue out at the fish served for lunch but ate the bread and supposedly the cantaloupe and melon (the teachers said he just ate bread which I tend to believe), the teachers told a boy who picked up mulch to throw, "No mulch", and there was something about people dancing, and a part of the day about firetrucks? As Boyd stalled going to bed tonight I asked him what his favorite part of his day was. He told me "school". He really loves other kids and apparently didn't have enough of them during the day. A neighbor rang the doorbell tonight and Boyd went tearing out the door to romp around with the neighborhood kids resulting in his first trampoline experience and his first kicking and screaming because it was time to go home to bath and bed night. So proud of you Boyd and I love you very much.

Photo 1: Finding his name and cubbie spot.

Photo 2: Boyd searched the shelves for the Cars box and found some cars.

Photo 3: Proud that he has a spot at the table. What's that say? "Boyd with a happy face."

UPS Man

The cutest UPS man I've ever seen.

Too tired for much of a blog. Boyd has not been napping this week (except the picture below) and I'll be the first to admit I still need a daily nap. We are adjusting with good days and bad. I think we have found a school for Boyd. He spent two hours there with me today. Hopefully he will love it as much when I'm not there as he did today. Boyd has seen more of D.C. and Falls Church than me. It's always fun to hear of his adventures with Papa (we will be sad to see Papa go). Despite the lack of sleep and meltdowns I love this guy!

Tattoo


Hmmm? At least he is napping.

Boyd announced, "I'm not falling in the potty". He was proud of no hands.

Boyd is obsessed with wearing pajamas. Today he changed into these after visiting his school. He is Mr. Independent. He also snuck brownie batter out of the fridge and helped himself.