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Showing posts with label Firsts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Firsts. Show all posts

Thursday, September 9, 2010

Who Said it Was Easy to Be This Cute?

Mommy Says:
Dear Tyson,

I'm sorry I let your hair look like a mullet before I took you to get your first haircut. I promise that in the future I won't let it get that out of hand again. I also promise that the pictures of you with a mullet may be more traumatizing than the actual haircut was. It's the mullet that will cause you years of tears. The haircut only caused you a few minutes of them.

The haircut actually started out fairly well. I remember thinking what a calm little boy you were. I was that proud parent talking about how nothing phases you.


Then all hell broke loose.


And it wasn't pretty.



But, honey, it's hard work to look that good. Lesson learned?
Love,
Mommy










Summer Bucket List

Mommy Says:

Apparently Summer decided to call it quits early this year. I'd curse it, but we're trying to lay off the curse words these days. At least until we buy Tyson a pair of ear muffs.

Tyson had a few things we needed to check off his first summer bucket list still. It's a good thing we got them in over Labor Day weekend.

First, a Twins game. He'd always wanted to go see the new stadium. He'd heard great things about it from Mommy and Daddy. Last Saturday we packed up a 50 pound diaper bag (no joke) and hauled him off for his first Twins game.



Please ignore the obnoxious Mommy face. Tyson is just as embarrassed for me as you are.

He loved it and proceeded to take studious notes while we were there. I'm fairly certain we'll be coming back in a few years to watch him play for the Twins.

Next on the agenda, his first bonfire. Again-he's heard Mommy and Daddy talk about bonfires quite a bit, but never been able to stay up late enough to see one. With it getting dark earlier (sad) we had the perfect opportunity.
I know, totally framable, huh?
He liked the fire, but quickly became more interested in having Lola chase him around the yard. At least we know we're currently not raising a pyromaniac. I can cross fear #3987 off my list.
No wonder Lola loves him so much.
Alright summer-you lazy b word-bring on fall. We're ready for it.

Saturday, June 19, 2010

Ah Ball!

Mommy Says:

Warning: Cute baby video below. Proceed with caution.


PS: Yes Tyson, you really did say ball before you said Momma. Or Mommy. Or Ma. Or any form of the word Mom. Please see previous post regarding paybacks.

PPS: I'd like to think my voice isn't nearly as annoying in person as it is on video.