Airplane party

*warning, this post is going to consist mainly of a hodge podge of pictures*

We celebrated Ambrose's 2nd birthday and it was so much fun! I could not have done it without my mom and mother in law, but the work actually ended up being a lot of fun and it was totally worth it :)

I went with an airplane theme and Ambrose and the kids all had a blast! The pic to the left is a flight simulator that John and Ambrose built together. Ambrose absolutely loves it and sits in it multiple times a day!

After watching some you tube videos, I made an attempt to ice his cupcakes. It's amazing that I didn't gain 10 pounds while I practiced because Ambrose and I ate the mistakes!

Mom lent us her cookie making/icing abilities and the airplane cookies turned out super cute!

Despite the high 70 temps, most of the kids came decked out in their own toddler sized flight suit. They

were adorable!

Instead of playing games with a bunch of toddlers, we painted wooden airplanes.

of course, cupcake eating and present opening was a hit. It was a blast to watch Ambrose realize all his friends were singing to him and that ALL the presents were his!

What a memorable day!!

phases

phases we're in right now

1.) Blogging hiatuses apparently. It's over halfway through March and this is my third post.

2.) MINE: Since all the toys here are technically his, he is having a hard time grasping the idea that he can't shout MINE to every friend that even looks at one of his toys when they're here on a play date.

3.) ineffective time outs: there have been a few times lately where he has actually gone runninginto timeout. When I go over to get him out and discuss why he was there, he sees me coming, signs and shouts "Sorry mama" and runs in the exact opposite direction.

4.) worlds best bed head: Ambrose takes a bath as part of his bed time routine, and the bed head that results from this is unreal. Not sure what he does in there at night, but much of it must be on his head!

5.) Car seat tantrums: The tantrums that ensue over getting in the car seat just about kill me dead every time.

6.)end of "small" maternity clothes: As I unpacked my maternity clothes there were about 4 shirts that I came across that I foolishly said, "these are WAY to big, I'll never get big enough to fit in these." Ha ha. I've reluctantly dug into that box and grabbed all of those over sized items, and wear them continually because nothing else really fits.

7.) any day now?: I am still working out about 5 days a week, and as if the looks weren't bad enough, the comments at the gym are even worse. Mainly, elderly ladies are the culprits, but if I had a nickle for every person that said "any day now," "trying to get things moving?" or "whoa, you look uncomfortable" I'd be building my own home gym rather than subjecting myself to all those comments.

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My sweet boy you have somehow stealthily transitioned from my chubby cheeked infant to my gangly, long legged little boy. With the help of a little piece of technology called a video monitor, I'm sitting here, watching you sleep. At one point, I totally thought those video monitors were for crazy neurotic moms, but I am totally whistling another tune ( or am in complete denial that I am one of those crazy and neurotic moms). There is nothing sweeter than ending my day by watching you fall asleep. I often catch myself looking down at the monitor and staring in awe at how big you've become. Every part of you, even your sleep, shouts little boy.

I spend each day wishing and hoping I could keep you just as your are today. I know that's not an option, so I drink in the adorable two year old boy that you are. At two years old you

are not athletic. your running is still incredibly uncoordinated and in all honestly, it's slow. You throw balls straight up into the air, and more often than not, they land behind you.

You still love the alphabet. you recognize/say 85% of the alphabet and love to find letters in every day life. Your speech is incredibly endearing. You amaze with your ability to hear a word once and remember and use it from that point on. You are, for the most part, an incredibly compliant and sweet little boy, except for when you're getting your diaper changed or when I'm trying to get you into your car seat, both of those produce their fair share of intense screaming, but we look past that, because your "gentle touches", " I love you's," or "doing mama?" are just too adorable to dwell on the not so pleasant side of being two .

I look forward to each day with you. John leaves for work, and often will remind me how jealous he is that I get to spend my day you. and he's right. Don't get me wrong, there are boring, desperate and frustrating days, but in all honestly, I can't think of the last time I had one. Life with you son, is unfathomably great. I could have never dreamt a more blessed life for myself, and you son are parked at the top of my "I'm thankful for" list.

Life was great before you my sweet boy, and I couldn't imagine it getting better, but I can honestly say, I have never been happier than I have been these past two years. I have never smiled more, laughed more or felt more blessed than these moments as your mom.

I love you!