Three Years

Three years ago our¬†world was rocked in the best possible way. He has kept us on our toes since day one (turning purple because he wasn’t breathing and getting rushed out of our hospital room), but we wouldn’t have it any other way. Kenny’s birthday is today even though he is sick with the flu ūüĎé. That’s 2 out of 3 of his birthdays he has been sick… perks of having a winter birthday.

Even though he isn’t feeling 100%, he is loving the extra attention and has randomly been saying “wish me a Happy Birthday on Sunday!” (Ha because we have been telling him for weeks that “no his birthday wasn’t today but on a Sunday”.)

I made a birthday shirt for him and let him pick out the fabric at the fabric store. He went from cars, to dinosaurs, to pirates, but then he saw this M&M’s fabric, and he had to have it. Kid has got a sweet tooth, that’s for sure. I thought for sure he would change his mind once he saw the Mario fabric, but no. He wanted the “candy kind.”

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And here’s his birthday cake. He chose Legos as the theme and helped decorate it.

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Two days ago he told me he wanted to change his cake theme to a tree. I asked him what he meant thinking that I maybe misunderstood and he was saying “treat” rather than “tree”. But no. He wanted just a tree. After some probing (and maybe a little persuading) he went back to wanting a Lego cake. Phew.

And he specifically requested blue swirl cake, green frosting, blue writing, orange sprinkles, and pink candles. I just decided to go with it and not worry about the aesthetics.

And here Kenny is about to blow out the candles. He was quite concerned that we were going to be putting “real fire” on his cake instead of “special fire” like the fires we have in our backyard and in our fireplace. Not quite sure what he meant by that.

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The Happy Birthday sign hanging on the wall behind him was made by Ken’s mom. She’s legit.

Anyway, we think you are great Kenny! You are smart, kind, fun, caring, and loving. You are so sweet and helpful with your younger brother, and Reed is lucky to have such an adoring older brother. He looks up to you and wants to be just like you. You are such a good example and try hard every day to do good. I love that you enjoy saying prayers and going to church. You are learning well to sit still and be reverent, and we couldn’t be prouder. We love you more than you will ever know!

 

Boom! (Ken’s requested post title)

You know, I think that if I had a million dollars I would still love to bargain shop. It’s one of my favorite things. I love walking away from the store and thinking “oh yeah. nailed it.” while pounding Ken’s hand and saying over and over “that was criminal” and “I can’t believe we got all of that for only x dollars!” for the rest of the day.

Well that happened yesterday. It was so good that I had to blog about it.

Ken’s favorite store (by far) is Kohl’s. In fact, he is often the one that suggests we stop by when we happen to drive by Kohl’s. And, of course, I am never one to turn down an opportunity to shop, so I usually oblige. Yesterday we “stopped by” because we¬†had a $10 off coupon if we spent $25. We hit the clearance racks and did our thing.

This is what we came away with-

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Five shirts for me (I wanted some more loose fitting shirts I could wear while pregnant) and two dress pants for Ken (which he needed as well). And guess what the total was?

$16.11– not a typo.

The shirts were about $2.40 each and the pants were about $6 each and then with the coupon we were able to get $10 off. We made out like bandits.

And we really did walk away giving each other fists bumps and high fives.

And then we went to Sam’s and only bought produce, milk, and cheese and spent more than twice as much. I guess it all evens out, right?

The Sweater

You know when you buy an outfit and you wait and wait to wear it until the perfect occasion? Well that doesn’t happen to me because I have no patience, but it has happened to Kenny a few times. He was given an adorable sweater for his baby shower, and I have been waiting and waiting for it to get cold enough for him to have a chance to wear it.

The other morning we went on a walk early enough that it was a bit chilly outside, so I put him in the sweater.

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Gosh, now if fall would just get here a bit faster. Such a tease.

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Golf Section, Sir?

Guess what? This past Saturday Ken and I went on a date. By ourselves. Without the babe.

We had a bit of trouble going on dates without Kenny for the first 3 months of his life because he was extremely clingy and would cry whenever someone else held him. We were worried that he would cry for the whole time that we were gone and torture the poor soul who was watching him.

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^^^It didn’t happen all of the time, but it was fairly often.^^^

After Kenny got over the clingy stage, that is when he decided to stop taking a bottle, so again we put off going on a date without the kid.

Once he got old enough to go long enough between feedings and was on a fairly consistent schedule, we had just moved to SC and didn’t know anyone to leave him with, hence, not leaving him with anyone for the first 8 months of his life.

But then last Saturday happened! Our good friends, the Bairds, graciously watched him for us. I was worried that because we had waited so long to leave him with someone else that he would have a meltdown, but he didn’t. Phew, I didn’t ruin my kid (yet).

So Ken and I went to Outback for a late lunch/early dinner. Ken ordered salmon and vegetables, and I got the unlimited shrimp and a steak. (If anyone but the waitress had brought our food out, I think they probably would have thought that Ken had ordered the unlimited shrimp and steak, and I would have gotten the salmon and vegetables. Nope. Not in this relationship. Gimme that meat!)

So after our awesome meals and delicious dessert (cake balls!), we decided to stop by Dick’s Sporting Goods and get some bicycle stuff for Ken. (Ken just bought a new bike. Normally I would try to persuade him to write a blog post about it, but we all know that would never happen. ;)

And before I go on, you need to see what Ken was wearing when he went inside the store to fully understand-

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^^^Here is what Ken was wearing that day. Do you like his hat? He picked it out himself. So stylish.^^^

Anyway, the “hello, welcome to our store” guy saw Ken and was trying to be helpful and direct him to the section of the store that he thought Ken was looking for. He saw Ken and what he was wearing and said, “Golf section, sir?”

Gosh, so funny! It still gets me. This is probably one of those stories where you tell people and it isn’t nearly as funny as it was in the given moment, but let me try to shed some light. It is so funny because (1) Ken doesn’t golf. Like at all. Like at all¬†at all and¬†(2) Ken never wears stylish clothes or hats like he was wearing that day, so this comment was completely out of the blue.

Anyway, we really enjoyed our (long overdue) date! I would recommend it for anyone who hasn’t gone on a date recently. (But I would not recommend going on a date with me or Ken because we are married and that would be weird. Except the “hello, welcome to our store” guy didn’t know that we were both married, so it became a pretty awkward situation yet again. Gosh, poor “hello, welcome to our store” guy.)

Church

Yesterday Kenny went to church for the first time. I was so excited to go back to my own ward! (Since I took a little break to stay home with the little guy.) We’ve been in the same ward for 2 years now, and I love them all. I will miss them dearly when we have to move.Image

Also, Kenny wore shoes for the first time.

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. . . his first and last time. Man, it’s hard to get a baby’s feet into shoes! They are adorable, though.

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And Kenny keeps on doing an adorable side smile. It’s my favorite when he is about to break into the side smile, so the corner of his mouth on one side will start to arch up. He’s already using it on the ladies, and they love it. Right, Stacy? :)

The Day My Baby Was Compared to Owning Stock

So the other day Ken stayed home with Kenny for the longest stretch he’s ever done. I was a bit nervous, not because I didn’t trust Ken, but because I had milk for Ken to feed Kenny, but I was worried about whether it would be enough or not.

When I walked in the door, this is what I saw-

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I asked Ken why Kenny was just in his sleep sack and didn’t have any clothes on.

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He said because Kenny peed all over his clothes. I asked him why he didn’t put more clothes on him, and he said because I am so much better at it than him. Yeah right. :)

Also, now Ken claims that he is responsible for 1% of Baby Kenny’s weight gain since he fed him the bottle. He said it was like ¬†owning stock.

And that’s how my baby was compared to an asset.

Crafts

So before school started, I did a few more crafts that I just never posted on here.

I turned my two sizes too big bell-bottom khakis into something I can wear! This pair of khakis do not have belt loops for some strange reason. To fix it, I just sewed some elastic on the back, and now they fit great. To fix the ha-uge pant legs, I just took in the legs a bit. I found a pair of jeans that I like, lined it up against the khakis, made some marks, and then sewed on the inside of the leg (so that my poor sewing wasn’t too obvious). And . . .

Voila!

I also have displayed “you” on a black plaque now for a year. It came from our “thank you” sign we had for our wedding. Well, I finally got around to putting a quote on it that I like.

Since the wood sign was already painted black, all I had to do was print the quote on a colored piece of paper, cut it, and Mod Podge it onto the plaque. I applied a good amount to the back of the piece of paper, and then applied some onto the front as well. Tip: When you apply Mod Podge onto the front, make sure you do it in even, smooth strokes. And do not let your fingers touch it until it is completely dry . . . did that once or twice.