Loving some brushing

I gave Trent the toothbrush after I brushed his teeth tonight. What, you don't brush your teeth in the bath tub? ha!



He brushed and brushed until we finally took away the toothbrush.

We hope he has teeth like his Daddy, who has never had a single cavity and will gladly tell you all about it. I, on the other hand, have had braces twice, four root canals and crowns, and even an implant {a tooth implant.} Mike jokes that my teeth have cost us more money than his cancer. I blame it on genetics, because it certainly can't be the "bag of fun" that I usually keep in my car.

This little guy is usually super happy after his bath.

However, he was not super happy when I was trying to take pictures of him walking earlier tonight:)

Raise your hand if you can walk

Yes, at almost 14 months old, Trent has decided to walk. He started taking a few steps here and there a few weeks ago, but he didn't get serious about it until yesterday. We accidentally kept him up past his bedtime tonight, because we were having so much fun watching him perform walk. He's pretty advanced; he can already walk and suck his thumb at the same time. HA!

In other news... I cut his hair tonight. I only cut the back, and it looks okay. {Jana, I need your skills!} I even used shears. You should have seen the looks on the faces of the Ulta employees when I walked in and told them I was looking for "hair cutting scissors." One woman even followed me to the isle and asked whose hair I was planning on cutting. She actually talked me out of the scissors and into making him an appointment for this afternoon. Unfortunately, she was 30 minutes behind when we got there, so I opted for the shears. He still needs a real haircut, so I'd appreciate any recommendations.

Dedication and Spring

This sweet boy was dedicated to the Lord last weekend...

He did so well and looked absolutely precious!

Trent didn't wear the outfit. I made a mad dash to Strasburg on our way to Auburn and found this outfit. I might put him in it every Sunday, because it brought good luck in the nursery. He usually cries most of the time, and he only cried when we dropped him off Sunday. {I think it was because we dropped him off at 8:15, and our church doesn't start until 10:00- his nap time.} Is this outfit more masculine?

We went to O'Charley's for brunch after the service. Both boys did great. Trevor slept, and Trent ate for an hour and a half. We attempted a family picture.

I wish Tracy the photographer had told me to sit up or Mike to lean down, but at least we're all looking at the camera. Check out how long my baby bangs have grown!

Doesn't my mom look cute? I picked our her outfit. She tends to favor jackets with shoulder pads.

I hear the warm weather is coming back this weekend. Come on Spring! Between the wagon and the swing, we usually have a happy little boy when we're outside. We've taken full advantage of our warm days over the last couple of weeks.

Swinging at home

Swinging at our neighborhood playground

Playing on the duck

Chillin' in the wagon


Daddy's home!!


He might be a mama's boy right now, but he sure does love his Daddy!

Photo session gone wrong

Trent needs something to wear to cousin Trevor's dedication this Sunday. I found this outfit that was passed down to us and decided I needed a visual even though Mike objected when he saw the outfit on the hanger.

Look at that sweet, innocent boy. ha!

"What Daddy? You think I look like a girl?"

"MC Hammer? Who's that daddy? I don't think I look like him in these pants!"

Then it happened. He dove out of the chair. Mike and I were both standing there, but neither of us could stop it.

It wasn't pretty. These pictures were taken after almost 30 minutes of ice. Thank goodness he's okay. It might be his first boo boo, but I'm sure it won't be the last.

He's not wearing the outfit Sunday.

Last week

I was off work for Presidents Day last Monday, so we rode to work with Mike and played at my parents house. My mom pulled out some old antique toys, and Trent and Trevor had fun playing the piano and riding the pony.

Look at those cute little hands! They didn't notice or care that the keys were out of tune and a little yellow.

I rode this pony when I was little. That makes it close to 30 years old. Trent loved it!

"Faster Daddy G, Faster!"

We attempted a photo session, and this is the best I could get before the wrestling match began.

Isn't Trevor's face cute? He's winning:)

This was probably my favorite picture from the day.

When we got home, we heard that Mickey Mouse was at one of the mexican restaurants near our house. We decided to hurry over and let Trent meet his favorite cartoon character. I expected a meltdown. {Separation anxiety is at an all-time high right now.}

We saw Mickey from a distance.

I don't know if you can tell from the picture, but Trent was standing up in the high chair. We had to turn it around, so he could see Mickey at all times.

Mickey finally came over to our table, and our child, {who pokes out his lip when most family members hold him} let Mickey Mouse hold him! He then proceeded to give Mickey a high five and wave bye bye. What?! I was so shocked I put down the camera, so I don't have evidence. All I can guess is that he watches Mickey most mornings, so maybe he felt a connection:)

There was a balloon man there too.

In other news, I went to another children's consignment sale Tuesday. Y'all, these are fabulous! I had just bought Trent a pair of white Stride Rite shoes at Dillards. They were too big, so I was happy to find three pairs of Stride Rite shoes at the consignment sale for way less than I paid for the one pair.

I took out the shoelaces to wash them. Don't they look new?

Here's everything I bought- for a grand total of $125. I was pickier this time and only bought outfits I really liked. The smaller one in the middle is for cousin Trevor.

There are still two more consignment sales coming up, so it's not too late to join in the fun:)

Snow, Deals, and Honesty

I love that we had snow for a day, and I love that we only get snow about once a year:) I get stir crazy pretty quickly, and I think Trent inherited this not-so-great trait from me. Unfortunately, Trent had a cold and didn't really enjoy the snow. But of course it didn't stop me from bundling him up and taking some snow pictures!

Here are about a million some of my favorite pictures from yesterday...

Isn't she a pretty girl? {She's at her ideal weight! We switched her to diet food. It's a win-win situation, because now she eats as soon as we pour it in the bowl. No more worries about Trent getting her food!}

This face pretty much sums up what he thought about being outside in the show.

Mike was very excited about the snow! He can't wait until Trent can help him build a snowman, and he could have used the extra help this year:)

Snow on eyelashes... wish he'd inherited these from me.

"Trent, do you want to get down in the snow?" Umm... NO.

Pretty trees

More trees

This is an example of why you should pick up dog poop in your yard. We named our snowman "Stinky" before he crashed and died.

This has nothing to do with the snow, but I am very proud of my consignment purchases. I bought all of these play clothes for Trent for $98!!

I am not very good at couponing or finding the best deals. I have actually made myself start shopping at my least favorite store until I can learn how to coupon at Publix.

And finally, since I've typed and deleted 3-4 posts about this topic, I am just going to sum it up now. I'm going to stop filtering the blog. I know I said I wasn't going to blog about Mike's cancer, but I'm now going to blog about it when it's relevant. While his CaringBridge site will still be the best place to get updates, I'm going to blog the truth about our lives. I felt convicted about my decision to leave cancer out of the blog this week. If our journey with cancer can help somebody who reads my blog, I don't want to miss the opportunity to help because I'm determined to keep my blog fun and happy. How can we be trophies of God's grace if we don't share the things He's doing in our lives? So, if our weeks are full of cancer drama and tears, {like last week} I'm not going to post cute pictures of Trent and pretend all is well. I wanted to let you all know about my decision in order to hold myself accountable to it. And if you're still reading, I am super impressed:)

Squinting, eating and crazy hair

I'm working on a serious post, but here are some pictures while I'm praying and typing.

This is Trent's new look for the camera. We call it the "you're blinding me!" look.

His hair was out of control. He woke up with it like this, and he's too young to stop his crazy mama from taking a picture of it.

Have you ever had a fist full of lima beans? They can make your hair do funny things.

Oops... forgot the bib! Good thing we're still wearing pajamas at lunch dinner.

Here is one I took before he started squinting at the camera. {You'd never guess he'd just pitched a little fit, unless you notice the tear under his right eye.}

I'll be back soon.