Big Boys Get Haircuts

So, I guess we officially have a "big boy" then, or at least that's what I kept telling him while he was sitting in the chair to keep him still! He went in a sweet little mama's boy, and came out on the other side stylin'. He's still a mama's boy, though! I'm sure the lady thought I was crazy snapping pictures over a little haircut, but it only comes once, right? Up until today, he'd only gotten the "mama's special" in the kitchen. We thought it was about time, though, as he was getting more hair than I knew how to handle, and we wanted a fresh look for his upcoming ring-bearer role!

The "before" pic

side-view

pointing out all the football players on the wall

he's a little skeptical at this point

being bribed with chick-fil-a at this point

being patronized about what a big boy he is at this point

the finished product...hard to tell from this pic, but I think he likes it!

PARTY LIKE A ROCKSTAR!!

Well, maybe not a rockstar...but we definitely partied like a 2-year old!! Saturday we had his 2nd annual birthday party. It was complete with trains, good food, good friends and, of course, water. After the prep, I can safely say that this may be the last year that we have a birthday party at the house. Chuck-e-cheese was sounding pretty good by Friday night, ha! But, alas, it was a success, and my baby had a blast, which makes it all worth it in the end. So hard to believe that it's been 2 years. Two of the best of my life, and I am so incredibly lucky that God chose me to be William's mom. Alright, enough of that, I'll save the rest for the mushy birthday post. I'll go ahead and get right to the festivities! PARTY ON!!

A year of "Williams"

the spread...mmmm

birthday cupcakes

Our little fam

blowing out his cupcake

lots of sweet gifts

The hit of the party...WATER

WA-TER!!

This afternoon was rainy, which makes for a long few hours with a child who just wants to be "outside". Since he's obsessed with water, I thought that he might like to help me "wash" some dishes. Well, lets just say there was very little washing and lots of playing. There was also lots of me saying, "keep it in the sink!". I was able to get some pics along the way...notice the natural progression of things as time went by.

Ok...here was our setup

Getting the hang of turning on and off the water

Clearly not wanting to stop to get his picture made, much less actually smile

Trying the old thumb-covering-the-hole trick

Had to lose the clothes, and if you could hear me in the background, I'm consistently

saying, "keep it in the sink!"

But he's obviously ignoring me

obviously

And...I turn around for 2 seconds and he's going nude on me

No caption needed

Mr. Destructo

8 minutes. This is the amount of time that it takes me to dry my hair. This is also the amount of time that it takes Mr. Destructo to demolish a bathroom. Today he was especially destructive as he reeked havoc. Of course, I had to take some pictures to capture the bathroom devastation. Take a walk with me through our, once clean, bathroom.

Entrance into the bathroom: Jay's clothes from the closet

In front of the shower: more clothes, drawer liner, one of my shoes, one of Jay's socks, and a makeup sponge

Bottom drawer where hairdryer and drawer liner belong: my shoes mate

In front of the tub: towel and another one of my shoes

In drawer where towel used to be: my hairbrush that I needed to dry my hair

In the bathtub: Meet Mr. Destructo himself (please don't let yourself be fooled by the look of innocence being displayed here) "Who, me??"

*No animals were harmed during the making of this post, and the bathroom was back in order by the next morning's hair drying.*

I can do it myself....mom!!

Ok, so William doesn't actually say that...yet. He has become quite the independent little man these days, though. His days are filled with saying "no"(his new favorite word), swatting my hand away, undressing himself and wanting to do generally everything for himself. I still make this independent toddler stop to give me kisses, though : )

Takes out the trash himself...or at least to the door

will only eat a banana if he does it himself

undressing himself for bath-time (yes, that's the kitchen floor, if you were wondering)

Ravioli boy

Since, our little man will soon be turning the big 02 (oh my), we decided it was probably time that we started to polish his manners a bit. We started with the use of utensils. It's been a little bit rocky, so far, as he doesn't seem to see the need when he has 10 perfectly fine fingers, but we've been practicing anyway. I managed to capture a few pics on ravioli day, which is becoming more frequently lately. Also, in case you're wondering, yes, he's still in his pajamas at lunch. This just seemed easier than risking a mid-day change...you will soon understand what I mean.

Going in for the kill

Slam dunk!

The aftermath...

Oops...slippery little sucker!

When mama's away, the boys will play

Jay and William were "hanging out" the other morning while I was showering and getting ready. This mostly consisted of wrestling and watching cartoons in the "big bed". When I went to download pictures from my camera, this is what I found...

"What?? I'm busy watching my cartoons."

Enjoying the big bed