Time gets away and while I’ve managed to keep my picture a day series up, I’ve not been do great about documenting it via the blog. Low and behold, the Olympics are on and I have more than a few minutes to get caught up.
DAY 27: This kid is a trip. We had more fun putting the ‘c’ on his head and watching the confused look, than he did taking it off each time.
DAY 28: We have food day at McKinley on Wednesday’s. Each grade or group is responsible for signing up for a day. Tried this new chocolate buttercream recipe. YUM, is all I have to say about that.
DAY 29: How cute is Henry and his new haircut? Seriously, can he get any cuter. He’s had more haircuts in his first year of life than I’ve had in his first year!
DAY 30: America the Beautiful. Such a beautiful sky the morning after grandpa made his way to heaven.
DAY 31: Sometimes things get stressful and you just to drink, by yourself.
DAY 32: Henry LOVES to watch out the window when the guys come to plow. I like to call this one “Hey Guys! It’s me Henry!”
DAY 33: Last weekend was a long one for all of us, especially Henry since he had his one year photo session. Kid was EXHAUSTED come Sunday.
DAY 34: Friends first, family second! Love this girl. Pretty sure I’d be locked in my closet crying, without her.
DAY 35: “Perk” to having a few unplanned days of work; breakfast with the bestie. So sad she had to leave us after three weeks of on and off time with us.
DAY 36: Just another sneak peek into the big birthday bash this weekend. I need a serious party planning intervention. #stopthemadness
DAY 37: Starting making breakfast smoothies and I’m in love. Getting fruits and veggies, all the while not being starved five minutes after finishing breakfast.
DAY 38: Typical Saturday running errands. Grammy let Henry take over the cart. Wonder how much he’d scan for 🙂
DAY 39: Celebrated my BIL’s birthday with these delicious cherry pie bars and root beer floats. One bite and I took mine home for later. Didn’t want to look like a fat kid having a float and a bar!
This week coming up is a BIG week. We’re celebrating Henry’s 365 days of life. I’ll probably end up crying all week.