In Honor of the Big Boys

Quick side-note. Err…Pre-note? Anyways, the Hubs (a.k.a. Web Designer Extraordinaire) developed a fancy new blog design for me. Ain’t it purdy?!? He’s a keeper. The Hubs, I mean. And the blog too! I hope you enjoy the new site as much as I do!

The Little Miss and I are very lucky to have some fabulous men in our lives…

Even Teddy, the oft forgotten pup of ours (though don’t feel too badly for him; our family’s rapid procreation may have knocked him down the totem pole a few pegs, but he’s kept well fed in treats and table scraps by our youngest members).

And so this post is dedicated to the two “Big Boys” in our family – Daddy Mike and the Little Mister – and their recent adventures.

Daddy-Son Night Out

(a.k.a. Big Sis is sick, so let’s go nosh on some burgers!)

Little Mister: “This is the best place EVER!”
(It’s like music to Mike’s beef-deprived ears)

Father’s Day Celebration at Preschool

And Poppy came too!

All of the Bear (Transitional Kindergarten class) Daddies

The Littles were so proud to give Daddy their gifts.

(Below: A portrait of Mike as a jellyfish.
I’ll let you come to your own conclusions…)

And then drum-roll, please…

The Little Mister’s 1/2 Birthday Party at School!

For all of you math geniuses out there, let me clarify that as a June baby, the Little Mister does not actually celebrate his 1/2 birthday in March. But true to form, our kiddos got sick with all sorts of lovely maladies this winter and the birthday celebrations at school had to be postponed.

Undeterred, we sprayed ourselves down with Lysol and (sloooooooowly) recuperated. And then got ready to PARTY…Lamb class style!!!

The Birthday Boy with Miss Bobbie

Let me just say in no uncertain terms that WE ADORE MISS BOBBIE! I keep asking her to educate our children forever but she just laughs at me. Seriously, people, the woman is made of pure sugar, joy, and patience. Amazing.

The birthday party was a family affair!
Daddy even got to T.A. in the class that day.
What a lucky (read: tired) guy!

Big Bro did a great job making the Lil Sir feel welcome

And the kids in the Lambs class are all so fun

“Earth to girls. Earth to girls. Can you hear me?”

“May-day! May-day! We need birthday treats STAT!”

Saying the blessing before snack

And then it was time to feast!

We loved celebrating our (almost) 4 year old Little Mister!

What a doll.

He takes after his Daddy.

Celebrating the Little Sir turning TWO!

Hey folks. It’s me, the Little Sir.

I’m here to tell you that it’s pretty sweet to turn TWO.

And to PARTY – PARTY – PARTY
with pancakes, ice cream, pie, cupcakes, and frosting GALORE!
All with candles on top, of course.

My first birthday party was at Grammie and Poppy’s house
with the wacky Wright family.

Don’t believe me with the whole “wacky” bit?
Just check these pictures out and you’ll see what I mean.

My Godparents, Uncle Adam and Aunt Erin, are pretty cool.
And the BEST part about them is that they love ME!

This next picture is of Mama cutting up my peanut butter and chocolate birthday pie.
Though now that I come to think of it, that pie is actually her favorite dessert.

Funny how that worked out.

But it’s cool. I had no problem gettin’ it down the hatch.
Especially with the help of Poppy, my #1 Wingman.

Yeah, being the center of attention – especially when you’re Numero Tres
in the pecking order – is pretty great. Delicious, even!

A few days later I had my second birthday party
with the Plaxicos and a bunch of friends at my DUMP!

I mean my place.

Which isn’t really a dump.
(Mama makes darn tootin’ sure of that.)

Just scroll down and you’ll understand.

It was a birthday party all about garbage trucks, people!

GARBAGE TRUCKS!!!

“O! how I faint when I of you do write.”
(That’s what my pal, Willy Shakespeare, would say.
Maybe because the smell was just too much for him…)

My Nena and Pops came to this party. They are stink-abulous.
(That’s what my gal, Pinkalicious, would say.)

And lots of great pals too!

We played a bunch of garbage truck games and had so much fun!

Well, most of the time.

And everybody made me feel really special.

We played games outside too.
I just love being outside…William is my name and DIRT is my game!

Here’s the Wright Brothers Wrecking Crew, at your service.
(Mama likes it when we’re outside too. I can’t imagine why…)

Everyone got in on the action.

Does anyone else look at this and think it’s gonna end badly?
Just sayin’.

And then it was time for cupcakes!!!!

Or what I prefer to call, “frosting- and candy-carrying vessels.”
Cause when you’re holding a garbage can full of candy, who has time for cake?!?

Yeah, I liked turning TWO…

Filled with candy.
A little bit stinky.
And surrounded by my crew.

A little video snippet…I’m quite the candle blower these days!
(Type in “wright” to watch)

Lil Willy is TWO from M Wright on Vimeo.

The Little Sir is TWO!

It’s a big day, people.

I’m sitting here, chatting with you all (in my head), and NOT holding a baby.
All while my third-born, my Doll-Face, my Sweetheart,

my Little Sir just turned TWO!

Say what?!?

To be more clear, this is the first time I’ve had a child turn two without having (dramatically) birthed another child just weeks before. In all honesty, I can barely remember what it was like celebrating the Little Miss and Little Mister when they turned two because I was in such a fog. So this birthday is all new to me.

But back to the Little Sir. Though really, that title is a bit of a misnomer. Because as of late our newly minted two-year-old has become what we affectionately call in our house, the Little Boss.

This kid 100% gen-u-ine BEEF (or more like Lil’ Beefcake), and he means BIZ-NESS. He has no problem flexing his muscles and making his opinions known.

LOTS of opinions, which to my amazement all seem to incorporate the phrase “No, Mom!”

Like his siblings, he’s curious and adventurous, and always into EVERYTHING.

Especially the laundry. (He’s mostly a dumping and buttons man. If I could just get him to fold it all I’d be golden.)

The Little Sir continues to absolutely adore his older siblings and thinks they’re tops (unless they get in the way of his laundry duties, of course, or if there’s a “gah-bage twuck!” nearby).

And he is determined to keep up and be one of the gang…the gang of feral monkeys, that is.

The Little Mister is definitely the Little Sir’s aspirational star and Chief Rabble-Rouser. I have no doubt that those two will get into a whole heap of mischief together as they grow up.

Follow his siblings, though he does, this kid is not to be underestimated. The Little Sir has a style and a personality all his own, and he ain’t afraid to show it.

He’s smart and inquisitive and oh-so determined, and he loves to keep us on our toes.
(Don’t be swayed by that innocent face, this boy is precocious!)

And he keeps us laughing. Taking after his Daddy, the kid loves to ham it up and has a whole trove of jokes that he will tell…most of which start with “knock knock” and end with some punchline about farts. Go figure.

Oh my sweetheart, my Little Lovebug. I cannot believe that he is two already. Though really that doesn’t change anything because in my mind he’s gonna be my baby FOR-EV-ER.

I mean, I gotta give him something to talk to the psychologist about when he’s older. I just see it as my contribution to our nation’s economy (you’re welcome, President Obama!).

We love you, sweet TWO-YEAR-OLD Little Sir William. You may have come as a surprise, but now we couldn’t imagine our lives without you!!!

2 year old stats:
– Height of 35.75 in (89%)
– Weight of 28lb 1 oz (51%)
– Head circumference of 48.5 cm (45%)

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