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jimmy's one.

It's official. Jimmy's one today, the same day that Greg started his night float rotation. This weekend was an extended birthday party for Jimmy.  Saturday we took the kids to the beach because that's Jimmy's favorite place to eat (the kid loves sand... no idea) and we were going to do presents and cake then, only I hadn't baked the cake and the presents weren't wrapped... so we rescheduled for Sunday at the park!

Jimmy loved every minute of it. He beamed all weekend. He walked all over the beach chasing seagulls and splashing his chubby legs in the cold waves. At the park he plopped his butt down and kicked dirt angel wings in the mulch with his legs, and ate some pinestraw and grinned from ear to ear.  He also marched around church like he owned the place and squealed all through Mass for the fun of it. The pope recently said, "God’s voice is in a child’s tears: they must never be kicked out of church."  Beautiful.  But Greg still had to take him out because it was hilarious.  I couldn't stop laughing.  And then during the consecration I look over and see my Mass buddy, Ray, suspended like a bridge between our pew and the back of the pew in front of us and he boasts, "Mommy, I'm doing my essercizes!"  I was trying so hard not to laugh I couldn't even tell him to get down. And it didn't help that he kept trying to get me to acknowledge his accomplishment, "Mommy, Mommy, looooooook! My essercizes! I'm a bridge!! Whus so funny, Mommy?"

yes, it was cold. he didn't care
Ray carried Sea Snail all day until he had to go home...to the sea
nom nom nom nom

And just for kicks, here's a few pictures from the week Jimmy was born. The week the snowstorm came and our power went out and we lay awake huddled in the office on the floor listening to transfomers exploding and heavy frozen branches dropping all around us, crushing our patio chair and bending the roof of our car. The week we left everything behind and stayed with my family and drove back home with a car full Mom's homecooked meals to replace what we lost from the power outage.
The week Norm the Flowerhorn died. Poor Norm. He. just. couldn't. get. warm. 
It was the most exciting week of Jimmy's life.
 poor Greg who had Norm's burial responsibilities... and I promised him I'd never ever get another pet fish.
proof that Jimmy was a brunette 




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  1. TMLFebruary 17, 2015 at 4:31 PM

    Toni, really enjoying getting a wee nosy into your life...you paint a lovely happy picture...you and Greg are great parents I don't doubt...your little ones are blessed and beautiful. Lots of love xx

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