Gideon: Part Deux

I took another shot at it! (Ha, get it?) Actually, Gideon looked so cute in his new outfit (a birthday present from his BFF Luke), that I just had to snap some photos of him in it. Plus, it was overcast and made for great lighting!


This is a classic Gideon look. I swear I’m an angel.


This kid has one of those whole face smiles. Swoon!


Being silly and trying to take a selfie…with a DSLR camera. Not easy!


He quickly tired of posing for photos and instead started marching around a bed of rocks.


Then decided to throw the biggest one.


And just for fun, Daddy let him check out the fountain.



The Mighty Gideon

So, I decided not to do a professional photography session for Gideon’s 2 year old pictures. I was just too preoccupied (lazy?) to look up local photographers. Instead, I snapped a few of my own. I’m hoping he doesn’t hold it against me later…


Going, going, going!

Quick! Snap a picture, he’s standing still!

Green on green...oops!

Green on green…oops!

Running downhill while the photographer (that's me!) tries to keep up. Man, these old bones don't move like they used to.

Running downhill while the photographer (that’s me!) tries to keep up. These old bones don’t move like they used to.

If only he wasn't wearing green...ahhh! What is he, a chameleon? (And yes, I had to google how to spell chameleon. That's a tricky one...right? Right?!)

If only he wasn’t wearing green! What is he, a chameleon? (PS – I had to google how to spell chameleon. That’s a tricky one, right? Right?!)


Morning giggles in his pj’s. He loves sitting in the chair we got him for his birthday!



And then he was 2…

TWO! That’s 730 days of being a Mommy; 730 days of changing diapers; 730 days of keeping a human being alive! It’s harder than you think it would be… in the early days, you just want to stay awake and make sure that baby is breathing all night long. And then he wakes up 3-4 times a night and you no longer worry about that.  A year without sleep really does take a toll one’s body! Luckily (?) for us, Gideon finally figured out how to sleep through the night right after he turned 1.

Time really does fly when you have kids. Gone are the days of sleeping in on the weekends and watching movies all night. I mean, what exactly did we do before Gideon? Oh right, we played Call of Duty till 3 in the morning and went out to dinner in peace and quiet. Oh, there’s kids next to us? Could we sit somewhere else? HA! Life sure is different, but we wouldn’t trade it for anything else. This munchkin has enriched our lives far beyond what we could have imagined. He teaches us about love, kindness, patience, patience, and more patience. But enough of the goopy stuff, let me share with you what Gideon’s real birthday was like…

The morning of his birthday, we planned to both get up with him and spend all morning together. He usually wakes up around 7:15/7:30am but instead decided to get wake up at 6:45am. I’ll admit, I am not a morning person. To me, there’s even a difference between waking up at 6:59am and waking up at 7:00am. If there’s still a six on my clock, I don’t see the point. Anyway, we planned to take him to the “good” park in Virginia and then go into DC to get his favorite Neapolitan pizza at 2Amy’s. Simple right? A nice, relaxing way to celebrate his 2nd birthday. Nope. Wrong. He was the exact definition of a terrible two year old. He threw his crust on the floor, he threw his crayons on the floor, he threw my phone (!!) across the room…I was never so happy to see the check! It’s generally a loud restaurant and maybe some people didn’t even notice. But WE noticed….and WE were mortified. He’s never behaved this badly in a restaurant (especially at his favorite pizza place!) and we were at a loss on what to do. This kid may have went to bed as a 23 month old, but he definitely woke up as a 2 year old! I’m happy to report that this hasn’t happened again in the last two times we’ve gone out to eat, but I think we’ll be eating at home more for the sake of other patrons. Don’t want to unleash the monster in public again. This is normal, yes? I honestly didn’t know the terrible twos would be quite so literal! Steady as we go…

The Pool is Relaxing…?

Yes, that question mark was purposeful. (A la Ron Burgandy.) Because when I think of the pool, I think of relaxing pool side and roaming around the pool waters with wondrous delight. Yep, wondrous delight. Summer days at the pool were the greatest, weren’t they? I’d bike there with my cousins and spend the whole afternoon there. My greatest worries would be: Would there be a cute lifeguard today? Would I get frozen skittles or frozen starbursts? Should I dive for pennies or just float around the deep end? Man, childhood rocked! The pool rocked!

Fast forward 20 years and the pool seems far less relaxing. Sure, it can be fun…and sure, my son LOVES it…but geez Louise there’s so much prep! And here’s why…

You must pack everything possible that you may or may not need. This includes:
1. Giant tote bag
2. Sunscreen
3. Ice water for me
4. Ice water for the kid
5. Floaties…so my kid doesn’t drown
6. Noodle…so I don’t drown in the ‘deep end’ (Yeah…I may BE 5 ft tall, but Mama’s head needs to remain ABOVE the water)
7. Diapers (Swim diapers only hold for so long…) Plus, treading water while holding a toddler is kinda hard.
8. Towels…plural
9. Sunglasses for me and the kid
10. Snacks (Because swimming makes you hungry)

So, that’s 10 items. TEN ITEMS. For ONE trip to the pool. And that’s just getting there! Once we get settled, we have to sunscreen everyone up, put the floaties on, and then master the pool steps. Yay, we can relax now right? Umm no, facebook told me about secondary drowning last week. So, we won’t be playing the dunking game anymore. Oh, you want to float on your back for 10 minutes? How about just one minute? Because you might get swimmer’s ear. Look, Mom brought your ball (make that 11 items!). What, you don’t want this ball? You want the other kid’s ball? Hmm…Okay.

And then finally (finally!), something happens…something relaxing happens. The baby is content…splashing, floating, laughing. Pure joy written all over his face. And you realize it was all worth it. Because the pool is for kids (and childless adults…margaritas anyone?!). We’re just along for the ride.




Baby is a Beach Bum

Hey, guess what? The sun came out in Florida for the rest of our vacation! Thanks Mother Nature! We were finally able to take the Gidster to the beach and let him dig his toes in the sand for the first time. I wasn’t quite sure if he’d like it or not as this child was easily frightened in his early days. He also hates for his hands to get dirty (we’re working on this!). So, crashing waves and miles of sand SOUNDS like a good idea, but you can never be too sure. Just like driving to Georgetown on the weekend sounds like a good idea but after fighting traffic for 45 minutes and trying to honk at people from the passenger side, you wonder why you wanted to come here in the first place. (For all of you not from DC, take my word, it’s a nightmare on the weekends!) But fear not, the beach was a big hit with Gideon. Hey, maybe he’s got some Pacific Islander in him after all! He loved it so much in fact that we took him twice. Man, this kid is spoiled. Just kidding!

For your viewing pleasure, here are some highlights:

Look! There’s sand everywhere and he doesn’t care!

IMG_7138No, seriously Dad, I want to go in. I don’t care that you forgot your swimsuit at home.

IMG_7131He gets so excited when the waves crash at his feet. His spirit fingers even come out!

IMG_7373Yessss, Dad brought his swimsuit this time. Onward!!

Minus the storms in the beginning, we really did have some beautiful weather in Florida. It wasn’t too hot or too humid, so May must be the perfect time to go. On the plus side, Gideon had some QT with Nana, PopPop, Marianne and the rest of the family in Alabama. He also started talking like crazy. I swear, every time we go on vacation or someone visits, he reaches a milestone. I’m pretty sure he tripled his speaking vocabulary in the one week we were there. It’s such an amazing thing to see your child grow up. Not to get all sentimental on you, but he really is our dream come true. Till next time!