reunited & my random child

Follow up from the girl’s trip....

Christine and I raced home Sunday morning from our trip in Jax so I would be able to attend my nephew's 1st birthday party.  We rolled into the ATL around 1:00, which meant nap time. Perfect. Although all I wanted was Parker to come running into my arms full of hugs and kisses and sweet relief that I was finally home, I knew I still had to shower and get ready, so him being asleep when I got home was great!  Then... I got to wake him up and surprise him with my return.  I'm so happy Matt had his camera out and captured this sweet moment between a boy and his momma...

Ahhh... Heaven!!! That little boy of mine swung his little arms around me so fast and wouldn't let go.  BEST.FEELING.EVER. He was giggling with excitement and he was completely shocked I was actually home.  To sum of the rest of the day.... I had a 2 year old attached to me like an appendage.  And guess what… I loved every bit of it!
Matt did an awesome job all weekend, and didn't complain once about me being gone.  That makes it so much easier.  Parker had a much-needed Daddy time.  However, on Sunday evening as I was snuggling my boy I smelled something... his breath smelled like sour milk. Yuck. So, I asked Matt... "Honey, did you remember to brush his teeth while I was gone?".... I think you all can guess his reply... EWWWWW!!! Hey, I'm glad my boy at least got fed, bathed, and played with. 

Joey's 1st birthday was a huge success. 

Erica and Mike did an awesome job, and Parker had a blast!

Needless to say, it was hard dropping Parker off Monday morning after being home with him the entire week before.  He had a hard time too adjusting on Monday morning.  Poor guy hadn't cried in forever when I dropped him off, but that week off really messed him up.  Thank God for his teacher, who knew I was obviously upset having to leave him so distressed, so she emailed me this picture of him happily painting a rock.  Ok, lets be honest, he doesn't look too happy in this picture, but hey, at least he wasn't still crying!  I am happy to report that he hasn't cried since that day at drop off, so he has recoverd.

Photo Dump of the last couple weeks...



My kid. So random.



Again. So Random. No pants. No Diaper.  Just chillin in bucket. Totally normal, right. 



At Daddy's baseball game. L.O.V.E.



Papa & Grandma bought him a sandbox and tent. He is OBSESSED!
I love how my Dad even made him a sign.



Fun at Papa and Grandma's house
(p.s. he can't say "Grandma" so he just calls her ma-ma).
Whatevs. My mom and I are basically the same person.