Alex Ryan

Alex Ryan

  • is excited to be a 3rd grader
  • has come a LONG way, but can still be very stubborn
  • keeps his momma on her toes
  • is missing several teeth
  • has neat handwriting
  • almost always takes his Bible to church
  • can match clothes better than most adults

  • would always choose red and black over any other color combination
  • can run fast
  • loves to read
  • was awarded a special reading award for earning more AR points than any other student in 1st or 2nd grade
  • has been complaining of abdominal pain for a few weeks
  • is playing his iPod as I write this
  • loves his critters (stuffed animals)
  • is allergic to peanuts and tree nuts, but not doNUTS
  • doesn’t mind eating a jelly sandwich

  • enjoys playing with cars
  • is right-handed, but bats and throws a ball with his left hand
  • has a great laugh
  • still likes to cuddle with his momma on the couch
  • is extremely independent
  • can tear up something in no time flat
  • just recently tried Blueberry pop tarts and deemed them his ‘favorite’
  • was ten pounds at birth
  • has eyes that seem to change color depending on what he is wearing
  • is a shoe fanatic

  • has a double crown that drives me crazy when his hair gets too long
  • is pretty tough
  • didn’t even cry the last time he had blood drawn
  • calls his favorite Thomas The Train blanket, Tommy
  • looks much different without his glasses
  • likes to do flips off of the diving board
  • is a good little 1st baseman
  • is almost as tall as his (older) brother
  • can wear his brother’s shoes
  • almost always orders water when we go out to dinner
  • is loved very much by his momma!

I love you, Alex! I’m glad you’re mine!

Back In Time

The past few weeks, okay, months, I’ve been participating in Throwback Thursday on Facebook. Throwback Thursday probably started over on Instagram, but to be honest, I decided to call it quits with Instagram when I started seeing all the same Instagram pictures on Facebook, anyway.

Yes, as a matter of fact, I love the run-on sentence.

So.

If you are Facebook friends with me, I apologize, because you’ve probably seen these pictures over there, but they are still so fun, and OH SO SWEET, and can we please stop time?

At a friend’s wedding. (2007)

Stevie was the Ring Bearer at McDaddy’s brother’s wedding (2006)

 

Melt my heart. (2007)

 

Stevie having fun in his Jeep (2008)

First Haircut (2006)

Watching a chick flick. (2005)

Sharing the Good News. (2006)

Ok, I need a tissue, now.

Really, can we stop time, pretty please?

Have a great weekend, y’all.

Eight Is Awesome

Dear Alex,

We just celebrated your eighth birthday.

EIGHT.

How did that happen?

Just last week, I was holding you in the labor/delivery unit wondering what in the heck I was gonna do with TWO stinky, smelly, peeing all over the bathroom BOYS.

Here it is, eight years later, and I am so stinkin’ sad that you are growing up so quickly because soon you won’t want to cuddle on the couch, and you won’t call me mommy, and you won’t tell me “I love you more, and that’s final” ever again.

And just like I tell you every single day, IT IS NOT final because I’m the boss of you.

But the truth is, I love it when you say that to me. I love it because it brings a smile to your face when you say it, and there are fewer things cuter than your sweet, toothless grin. That grin melts my heart every. single. time. and I think you know that.

You can match clothes and accessories better than most adults, and if you had your way, you’d have a pair of tennis shoes in every single color because, YOU ARE SHOE CRAZY.

You enjoy life.

And you are a crazy, fast, daredevil.

Tricks like this one?

Have made me gray before my years.

But I love that you are fearless and independent and loving and A MOMMY’S BOY. Can we just make a pact that you will be a MB forever? Pretty please? After all, you are sweet and impatient, with a side of stubborn, and in case you haven’t figured it out yet, YOU GOT THAT FROM ME, PAL. (And I turned out okay!)

I enjoy seeing the world through your eyes.

And I totally enjoy your random questions throughout the day, even though I rarely have the answers.

I am so proud of you for wanting an iPod, saving for it, and then buying it. Trust me when I say that you will appreciate things so much more when you buy them yourself.

Oh, and just for the record, I think you’re awesome, too!

Happy 8th birthday, sweet boy.

I love you more, and THAT’S FINAL.

Love, Mama

Eight

This sweet boy:

  • has been reminding me about his birthday for the past month.
  • loves Cookie Crisp cereal
  • carries a stuffed animal around most of the time.
  • prides himself in having the most Accelerated Reader points in his classroom.
  •  has a good old-fashioned fit every now and again.
  • picks Tom & Jerry every. single. time.
  • has a double crown that gets out of hand when his hair gets too long.
  • is missing several teeth.
  • did not cry the past three times he had blood drawn for allergy tests.
  • is tougher than most kids his age.
  • refused to wear glasses the first year they were prescribed
  • wears a size 2 shoe
  • gets on my every last nerve sometimes
  • greets me with a hug every morning
  • has a sweet little hand that fits perfectly in mine
  • prefers my iPad over his iPod
  • sings sweetly
  • was baptized this year
  • is allergic to nuts and eggs
  • loves jelly sandwiches
  • makes a crazy face when I ask him to pose for a picture
  • has been to 26 states
  • ate breakfast at school for the first time today.
  • loves to laugh
  • is excited to be OUT of a car seat
  • likes to cuddle
  • has two speeds – wide open and asleep
  • asks any number of questions everyday
  • has really neat handwriting when he takes his time
  • can make a jump rope whistle.
  • is so excited to be eight!

Happy birthday, sweet Alex!

I’m glad you’re mine!

Filed Under Great Kid

My boys are very good buddies. They enjoy playing together, and more often than not, they get along very well. A few weeks ago however, my boys spent what seemed like the entire day – arguing.

I threatened to ground them.

When that didn’t do the trick?

I threatened to sell them.

Not that I would ever do that, of course, but it made me chuckle thinking about what all I would include in the ad.

Cute, sweet, seven-year old boy, comes complete with massive critter collection and lots of shoes. He gives great hugs and loves to cuddle. He is stubborn, fiercely independent, and sasses his mother on occasion. He fights with his brother, loses glasses frequently, and changes clothes MULTIPLE times per day subsequently increasing the laundry load.

He has a beautiful smile even though he is missing several teeth. He is a good back-scratcher and all-around goofball. He can knock the heck out of a baseball, and runs like a lightning bolt. He enjoys reading his Bible and loves to play his darn DS.

He is a great kid who loves to have fun.

Serious inquiries only.