Showing posts with label BB. Show all posts
Showing posts with label BB. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 14, 2016

BB's First Birthday

BB's first birthday party was a smashing success, if I do say so myself.  After worrying that I hadn't done nearly enough (Pinterest is the devil y'all!) and over half of the guest list having to cancel coming the day before the party, I have to admit, I was a little concerned how this would all turn out.  But as we were laying in bed after the party was over and everyone went home and  everything was (mostly!) cleaned up, The Boy from Texas said, "You know, I don't think that could have gone any better."  And that pretty much summed it up.

It wasn't fancy.  Our decorations were $10 worth of balloons, napkins and cups left over from his baby shower, and his own John Deere tractors that I frantically pulled out of the toy box that morning when I saw my friend's decor for her kid's birthday on Facebook and decided I had to do something to fancy the place up.  I got everything set out and used the tractors to decorate.  The Boy from Texas promptly walked in and said, "Why are there random tractors everywhere?"  I said, "That's the decorations!"  He responded, "I wouldn't really worry much about that crap."  This.  This right there is why I needed to marry someone like him!





The Boy from Texas grilled burgers, hot dogs, and steaks.  I made a fruit salad.  We served lemonade from the mason jar dispenser we used at our wedding.  BB ate like a champ, and everyone else seemed to do so as well.



He seemed quite perplexed as to why all these people were singing a song he had never heard and staring at him.  But that didn't last long and then, it was cake time.



His great grandmother made an adorable train cake for the occasion.  This was really special because she also made all of The Boy from Texas' birthday cakes when he was little and also happened to whip up our wedding cake!  Although BB was a bit timid at first about eating this, and even though to his dad's disappointment he really didn't think a spoon was necessary, soon he was covered in frosting.






He went directly from the high chair to the bath tub, still wearing his party hat.



Next up, it was time for presents.  He seemed quite excited about the gifts he got, which ranged from a wooden train, to a Tonka truck, to John Deere tractors, to books, to pajamas, to an engraved silverware set, to a dozen farm fresh eggs to money for his savings account. 



His biggest present was from his mom and dad, who spent entirely too much money on this John Deere wagon.  But he absolutely loves it.  We've deemed it the cake wagon and we take him and his bucket of cake out to feed every evening and you've never seen a kid so happy.  He also really enjoys putting his treasures in his wagon for safekeeping.  So far that's included several rocks, some cake cubes, and a shoe.




The one activity I knew I wanted to do is something I stole from SoulMate Friend at her son's first birthday party 6 years ago.  She bought blank cards and labeled each one with his name and a number.  Then all of the party guests at his first birthday got a card and were to write a note to BB, which he will open on the birthday that corresponds with his number.  So, for example, he will open the note with the number 18 on it on his 18th birthday.  I think this is such a special thing and I can't wait for him to have these notes for future birthdays!


BB seemed to thoroughly enjoy his big day.  H e was surrounded by friends and family and spent the whole day smiling.  Between the balloons and all the different people willing to take him outside and listen to his rambling, the food, the fact that we let him basically bathe in cake, and all the fun new toys he got, it was a good day for this little boy.





Saturday, September 10, 2016

One Year of BB

“The child must know that he is a miracle, that since the beginning of the world there hasn’t been, and until the end of the world will not be, another child like him.” ~Pablo Casals

Happy First  Birthday, BB!


We've been in love with this little red-headed monster for the last 365 days.  Being his parents is the biggest blessing of our lives.  





Friday, September 9, 2016

Family Farm Friday #100: The Boys on the Farm

A while back our friend D. Felger Photography came out to take photos of rams for us.  While she was there, she got some pictures of the boys being boys.  The humans and the ram, Forrest.

(And yes, if you are wondering...the ram chasing my brother is the same one loving on my kid.  He's a good judge of character, that one!)

If you're needing a photographer--whether for livestock or people--D. Felger Photography is absolutely phenomenal!
























Thursday, August 25, 2016

Feeding the Cows

Just about every night, BB and I go outside and see the cows.   They come right over to the fence and he talks to them and points at them and it's about my favorite part of the day.


Now that he's walking so darn well, we've strapped some shoes on him and let him go to check his cows without the stroller.  For the past couple of nights, his dad took him out into the pasture and showed him how to scatter cake (small cubes of feed for you non-cattle folk) for the cows.




BB eats it up.  Watching every move his dad makes and seemingly in awe of the cows.


Well, last night The Boy from Texas had to work late, so BB and I were on our own for chores.  I got his shoes on and we headed to the garage to get the cake.  

As soon as he saw me pour it into the bucket, he grabbed a cube for each hand and took off running out the garage towards the pasture...



He walked himself all the way to the pasture (stopping several times to inspect rocks, dirt, and a frog along the way)...



When we got to the gate, he mixed the cake around in the bucket to be sure the cows were paying attention...



And then, just like his dad taught him, he threw the cake right to the cows...



And I could not have been one dang bit prouder of my husband or my kid.  A couple days worth of lessons and he's already got feeding cows down.  We're working hard to raise a stockman over here, and based on what I saw last night, I'd say we're succeeding.

Well, almost succeeding.  After we threw all the cubes to the cows, I turned around find this.  He had hidden a few cubes to taste for himself.  


I suppose there are still lessons to learn.