In the moment...

I love the weekends.  Cherish.every.single.ounce.of.them.  When I let go, and be in the moment, I have the best time with my baby.  Sometimes I have to remind myself of this though.  A simple walk to the neighborhood park yesterday was when I really realized how important it is to enjoy and live in the moment with him.  If you can do that, you can have so much fun!  We sang songs all the way as I pushed him in his car, and sang more songs as I helped him with the see-saw.  WE had a blast pushing Woody and Jessie down the slide over and over and over again.  I lived in every single moment with him.  We discussed, we sang, we loved.  It is those days that I love the most and don’t want to end.  This kid is my world, and he has Matt and me cracking up every day over the things he says.  Sunday nights are so depressing.  

Another awesome event I must document is that my boy is full on potty trained now.  It’s been a long 3 months, but I can say it was all worth it now.  MY KID POOPS IN THE POTTY NOW!!!  I know he is completely trained now because he is FINALLY telling us when he needs to go too.  Yes, I still ask him “do you need to go potty” what feels like 500 times a day (and he usually says no), but he is also telling us when he needs to go.  Therefore, my anxiety over possible accidents has significantly decreased this weekend.  Praise the Lord, this potty training marathon is coming to an end.  It was a crappy ride, literally.

Here are some pictures from the weekend.  We went to our friend, Heather’s, annual Kids Halloween party Sunday morning.  It was so much fun.

You can't tell in this picture, but Parker has his arms wrapped so tight around our necks.  It was cute.

Waiting in line for "Pin the Nose on the Pumpkin".  I love they way Charlie is looking at Hadley.  

Group Shot. 

He was a little off.  He was blind folded though.

His "CHEESE" face

Love the excitement on his face! Finished the weekend off at Taco Mac for dinner.

Above is my crazy kid being a "monster" with his underwear on his head and socks on his hands.  This is a typical night in our house.

Family, Boo At The Zoo, & Sunday Funday

My wonderful and fun family from Alabama came to visit over the weekend. My aunt Cindy, uncle Shawn, and uncle Ricky. I just love them and have so much fun when I'm around them. They are the "partying" side of our family. None of them have kids of their own, but are still so awesome with Parker. Aunt Cindy and Uncle Shawn gave Parker his first Bow and Arrow. Within 10 minutes, Parker can basically shoot this thing by himself. He amazes me with his attention to detail and eagerness to learn.

On Sunday morning, we headed over to the zoo for the event "Boo At The Zoo."  It's basically no different than any other day at the zoo except all the kids are dressed up.  There were about 5 candy stands throughout the zoo, so that was fun for the boys.  The coolest part of the event was this covered play area where they had games and tattoo painting, but of course my child was too freaked out by all the noise and dressed up characters that he demanded we "go home." My kid is pretty fearless when it comes to jumping off heights or slides or anything adventurous, but show him a person in a character costume and he holds on for dear life.  He is not a fan of crowded places filled with strangers either.   Overall, the day was a success though!  Parker loves his "Charlie" and "Lala", so anything we do with them is a blast for Parker.  

Love this picture. Our little "momma boys"

Spider-man + Woody = BFF

All around BFFs - So cute!!!

The hat makes him look more like a farmer than a cowboy.

Just when our weekend couldn't get any better.... a simple phone call to Christine on Sunday afternoon... and BAM.... I landed me and Parker an early evening playdate at the park along with dinner with the Wilson's. AWESOME! And I just have to say.... I couldn't believe how well behaved Harlen was at dinner.  He sat in his booster seat the entire time and actually ate well. WHAT?  Meanwhile, my ban-gee of a child was in and out of his booster, playing peekaboo with the people behind us, and MAYBE JUST MAYBE grabbing a bite of mac n cheese throughout all of his shanagans.  It is totally our fault that he doesn't sit patiently at dinner.  I guess we figured he can stand up and jump as long as he eats something. Eats anything.  It has always been our greatest struggle with Parker.  I swear he just eats enough to survive on this earth.

Jumping!

So stinking cute!