First Birthday Party

Today we held Landon's first birthday party...an exciting event, slightly bittersweet for me though, as my little sweet baby is undeniably a little sweet boy now...

We had a great time, made so great by all of the friends who could celebrate with us! More news and pictures after we return from our beach vacation this week, but here is a little teaser!

Aaaaaaaaaah!

Phillip is extending our AC condensation drip line in the backyard and asked me to head to Lowe's to pick up the supplies...not a problem since it's my second home! Landon of course went along with me for the adventure, and as I was picking out the PVC couplings to go with my already-chosen piping I heard Landon yell out a baby battle roar.

I turned my head and Landon was wielding a 5ft PVC pipe over his head, spinning it around and letting out Braveheart-worthy "aaaaaaaahs"! I'm not exaggerating either! I quite often do that in real life if the story calls for it, but on the blog I only speak the truth!!!

Good thing I was bending down to look at the coupling bins, or else Mama would have had an early haircut. Maybe Landon was trying to tell me something after all?

Good times!

This weekend we took Landon to the North Hills farmer's market so that he could dance on the green with the other children to the Saturday morning bluegrass music. He had such a good time, made some new friends, and enjoyed an italian ice!

The good times continued, as we did some coloring, then spent today out of the house today to let the housekeepers do their thing. We headed to the mall since it's the only cool place around these days. Landon had some chicken nuggets and his very first kid's cup (of water, but still), and found himself some new kicks!

He also seems to be having an especially good time now that he has learned how to shut me up - the other day while I was in the middle of a sentence, he stuffed his pacifier into my mouth, so the last few days have been more quiet!

Beach Baby

Better late than never right? Well, Landon and I had a great time at the beach for Kate and Adrienne's birthday weekend! It was also the perfect test run for our Kiawah vacation next week...I learned three things in particular: Landon hates sand just like his father does, Landon loves swimming in the ocean just like his mother does, and Landon does not like to waste vacations napping, unlike either of his parents!

It was the perfect WB trip...Intracoastal sunsets on the porch (in rockers of course), walk down to Trolly Stop for hot dogs, cookouts, babies, and good friends.

I almost feel bad that we live in the middle of the state now, as Landon enjoyed the beach so much. Perhaps when he gets older he can spend some of his summer at his Grandmother's house and go surfing. We are going to start slow though...as soon as he is old enough I am going to take him to Stand up Paddle camp so the whole family can learn a new watersport!

Look Who's Talking Two

Yesterday Landon had me in stitches with his talking. When he woke up and we walked downstairs for breakfast, he pointed to the painting in our hallway and said "pretty, pretty". I never even knew he had noticed it before!

Then at lunch, he was happing eating away when he realized that his mouth was too full (again) and that he needed to stuff some food back in there to prevent any "inventory shrinkage". Being a boy, he decided that the best way to do that was to take the back of his hand and wrist and wipe it across his mouth.

When I looked at the food all over his arm, I said, "Landon, would you like a napkin?". To which he replied in a drawn-out incredulous tone, "Whaaaaat?".

You Can't Touch This!

I've often said that Landon walks "like a drunken sailor". That's not a shot at sailors, because my dear grandfather is a former merchant marine. That's just the best way to describe Landon's walk...belly out front, arms tucked up in the air, with little fists balled up on either side of his ears. Plus, some general swaying - all because he refuses to walk slowly and would rather careen off all the furniture at a high speed.

Well, his walk was transformed into dance the other day! He lost his balance, shot his arms up, picked up his feet and backed up, then fist pumped again - doing his very own MC Hammer dance! Can't touch this!

If only I had the video camera out; in my opinion his dancing was right up there with Samba baby from You Tube...

Umm yeah, my bad

So I have been holding my breath for a few days now, waiting for Landon to say his first cuss word. And yes, it will be all my fault.

While we were down at the beach I was feeding Landon in his high chair. I looked down and noticed a large dead spider on the floor, all curled up. To ensure that sweet Landon wouldn't eat the spidey for dessert, I grabbed a napkin and picked up said spider from the floor. I was holding the paper towel when all of a sudden the spider starting moving! I can handle itty bitty spiders, but not this big 'un, so I immediately jumped 3 feet in the air and yelled "OH SHIT, IT'S ALIVE!".

Landon looked at me for a second, glanced at his grandmother, and then proceeded to chuckle for the next two minutes. And that my friends is the story of how I will surely be responsible for Landon's first swearing session.