Clayton got these really cool cars that are soft on top and really easy to hold, for his birthday. One day he just started making sound effects as he was scooting the cars across the carpet. I thought it might be blog-worthy...
Clayton's first ER experience and it only took a total of 12 months to get there. After 4 hours, some 'delicious' hospital food and 5 stitches.. we are finally home.
Daddy has matching stitches.
Clayton was engrossed in his favorite activity...bath-time. When, all of a sudden he trips, I pick him up and his head is gushing from hitting the spout...OUCH! We ran to the hospital wearing only his birthday suit! I'm not sure what the hurry was, the ER takes quite a bit of time get you in. I think I was a bit more panicked than they were. All I remember is BLOOD!
Chicks dig scars...or at least I hope they do because we have a few comin' up!
Clayton (and Chris) are doing great. The Docs must have given him some great meds because he is happy as a lark and running around like never before. I on the other hand need some meds to calm my nerves.
Just a little glimps of the past week. We are such Olympic nerds...we brought our mattress into the living room and camped out so that we could stay up to watch gymnastics until midnight. Sad part...it didn't end at gymnastics. We finally had to move the mattress back when we had company coming over. We thought that might be a bit awkward!
Who Knew?: At the end of the summer...ALL the retailers are out of playgyms. So, trusty Wal-Mart sold us their display one. Once we killed the Black widow, dusted all the old dirt off and fought off one angry bee....
But prefers to go up the slide. Good thing the grass is extra long. He's taken a few spills and jumps right back up. Too much to do to take a 'hurt' break.
I think Clayton's favorite part of the gym is the door (open and close, in and out). Maybe we should've just gotten the door... we could've saved a lot of money... BUT...what would Chris play on?
Adios!!! (short and sweet-and a bit sideways)
Warning: Brace yourselves: This is our First kid at his First Birthday=LOTS OF PICTURES!
Clayton hangin' out in the hot tub with all the Chicks (his daddy is so proud)!
All the guys played volley ball while Amency and I drove Clayton around the block to try and get his afternoon nap in. Clayton soon joined them in the festivities.
I post this picture not to brag that I 'made' Clayton's beachball birthday cake...nope....I post this pict. as an official record that his picture is a picture of my 3rd cake attempt (although not perfect, the third time happened to be a charm!). One looked like a football, one looked like it had dropped in the bathtub....you get the point. It had to look good for the pictures, right?
And so, this is the long-awaited/favorite part of the party....cake destroying ritual. It took him a minute, or two, to realize that it really was for eating.
And the end result.
So, we made chocolate dessert for all the adults and not birthday cake. Apparently that is bad luck, so we all dove into the highly-sanitary once-a-beach ball cake (we can't tempt fate).
Presents are the best part. This one wasn't assembled until we got back home and boy what a hit. He just wants to climb in and out, in and out. Thanks to EVERYONE near and far who celebrated Clayton's birthday with us. We had a blast!
The end is drawing near and we are saying good-bye to our summer in the sum. We snapped a few family photos before we left (hmmm, lilli must have been in the other ones).
In our final days, we had a visit from Uncle Jeffrey. So, we thought we would go out with a bang...and got Clayton a Bentley.
Ok, we actaully just rented a party barge from the base and had a blast!! We trucked all the way down to Destin (just to pick up a hamburger), chasted some dolphins (so Jeffery could swim with them), and visited Pirates Island...arrrgh!
Obviously it was a bit much for the sun baby. Note: the only way to get and keep a life jacket on Clayton is to make him fall asleep. Today...no problem!
Bye, Bye Navarre. We can't wait to see you again!!
