Happy Birthday Dylan

 

Happy Birthday our sweet little boy !

2 days shy of 3 yrs old

You are 36 months old today.  36 months doesn't seem like a long time, but three years sure does !

Mommy and Daddy love you more then anything.  

I love when I ask you "who is my best little guy" you say shyly "I"  

You have grown and developed and changed so much since we brought you home.  You are the best thing to happen to Mommy and Daddy ever !  We love to watch you do things, learn things and discover new things.  

We are so proud of you.  We love to hear you sing Christmas songs.  We love your silly little dances.  We love the bedtime kisses, and nose rubs, and ear rubs....

We are proud that you are a friendly outgoing boy.

We love you even when you stomp your foot, give us attitude and fight for your way.

We love to watch you play for hours and hours with cars and trucks.

Your little friends have become very important to you this year.  You can't get enough of hanging out with Milan, and playing in the cul-de-sac with Ethan.   You still think the sun rises and falls on the shoulders of your surrogate sister, and your best girl Rowan.  

This year you learnt to say the ABCs, to sing full songs, to count to 10.

You still love trains and kitties and fire fighters and police officers.  

You have become obsessed with hockey this year.  You sometimes reply that your name is Mikka Kipprosoff instead of saying Dylan.  You love Jarome Iginla and can identify many NHL teams by their jerseys.  You tell us that you want to play for the Flames, and only the Flames.  One day you told daddy that you "not want to play for Toronto Maple Leafs" .   You love to play hockey in the cul-de-sac with the boys, and in the house even when Mommy says no.  You got your first real hockey stick, hockey helmet and hockey gloves this year and wear them all the time.  You enjoy watching hockey with Daddy and love going to Blazers games.

You love your Digger stuffy, and still sleep with your beloved sleeping babies.  Some days there are more stuffies in your bed then we can count, including "daddy" Barney, but that's the way you like it.

You went to gymnastics often, and loved it.  Stella said you have natural physical ability.  As your mother and number one supporter I agree.  

You talk about your Grannie and Grandad and Grandma and Grandpa all the time- wishing you could spend more time with them.  

You are strong willed and smart, and a bit stubborn.  You are determined and focused.  You want your way, and know how to throw a mean tantrum when you feel it's required, which, thankfully isn't too often.  But even when you tantrum, we still love you no matter what.

You still have daddy's lips, and mommy's crooked bottom teeth and crazy cowlick.  You hate to nap and are pretty much done with it as we approach three.  You still cuddle with us, but on your own time.

You are better at indulging me with my photo shoots, and now even sometimes willingly participate.

You are everything to us, the most wonderful little boy we could ask for, and a joy to have.  I'm thankful to be an at home mommy with you and experience everything with you every day throughout your waking hours.

I will put in a request though Dylan for you to sleep in a bit longer.  5/5:30 is a bit early for Mommy.  :)

Happy Third Birthday our special little boy who thinks he's such a big boy and all grown up !

Love Mommy and Daddy.

protecting from hurt.

We are quickly approaching THREE.  I really can't believe he's going to be three already !  We'll be in Calgary for his birthday, and he's super excited to go to his all time favorite place on his birthday- Chuck E Cheese.  Last year he spent his 2nd birthday there, and again he started asking early this year.  

The last few days he has asked me who else is coming to his birthday.  Grandma and Grandpa I replied.  His response was, and my friends too?  No Dyl, sorry, not your friends because we won't be in Kamloops.    I'd already made the decision not to have a party for him here in the loops.

When he turned one we had a giant party in Calgary.  Rented a hall, had family and friends, and it was a big deal.  I was sad that some people weren't able to make it, but several relatives traveled from out of town to come, and that was awesome.

When he turned two, we scaled back the Calgary party, had just a small one, but planned a larger one in Kamloops.  I figured he was having more playdates, sort of moving out of that parallel play stage into more of a social play with his friends and that he'd enjoy being surrounded by his friends, and people that were important to us in Kamloops.  It turned out that several of the people who rsvped didn't show.  Some just straight out didn't show.  Some cancelled last minute.  Six families never came. Six. six.  SIX.

Our cul-de-sac friends, as they always do showed up to support us and celebrate our boy's birthday, and one...just ONE of our friends came.  I was very thankful that this lovely family came, it meant a lot, but honestly, it was a big big disappointment for me. 

 I'm probably oversensitive, but I was really hurt that the others didn't come.  To me it sent a message that we weren't important or valuable enough to come.  Dylan didn't know, he didn't realize, he just happily played.  But I did.  I wondered if it was me that people didn't like, or didn't care enough to come around for.  I'm certain it isn't my lovely, wonderful, beautiful boy.  But it was a bit of a wake up call for me.  It felt like a taking stock of who cared and who didn't.  That year it hurt me, but I was aware that in years to come, as Dylan gets older, this type of thing will hurt him.  And that's something I'd do anything to avoid.  I don't want my boy to feel the hurt of rejection or the sting of apathy towards him.

So this year, no party.  I thought he was still young enough that he wouldn't notice, and I wasn't ready for another year of feeling crappy.  But now he's asking if his friends are coming.  He's been to parties for friends and seen us celebrate when friends have parties.  So this year, we'll be focusing on just making it special as a family.  And next year I'll have to get over it and risk that my/his/our feelings might be hurt if people bail on us.  I can't protect him from hurt all the time.

I did learn a lesson about myself from this.  I have been guilty of bailing on events.  I always figured people wouldn't miss my presence there.  And maybe they wouldn't, or maybe they would, but regardless, if lots bail, they'd likely feel the same way I did.  I've been better about it in the last few years, but it's a lesson for me that commitment means just that.  If I say I'm coming, I am.

This is Dylan first thing Christmas morning.  Think he knew he was getting a fire house?


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5gIo9_7nWBs&feature=youtu.be

Christmas morning....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HAO8kBFpnEE&feature=youtu.be

In early December, we had a knock on our door, only to find that one of Santa's elves had come to live with us.  He came with a suitcase, and a cell phone with a direct line to Santa.  He said his name was Petey.  We welcomed him in, and he moved around our house "watching" Dylan.  Sometimes when Dylan wans't listening, we would say, "oh oh, Petey saw it and is going to tell Santa"

Dylan would often say in a sad little voice " I not want Petey to tell Santa"

You know that line... 

He knows if you've been bad or good...

Well Petey knows too, and he's got a direct connection to the big guy in red.

So the past 4 days before Christmas, we've been talking lots about Santa, and we saw Arthur's Christmas where elves that looked like Petey helped deliver presents.

The 4 days before Christmas, we've come to find our back door open, and Christmas gifts in the house.  Dylan said Petey and his elf friends did it.  He even opens the back door and checks.  Sometime calling out "ELVES!?!?!?)

Well, today, on Christmas Eve while Dylan was napping, Petey was up to something.....

Dylan found him in the hall attached to a ribbon....

We followed it through to the kitchen and found ANOTHER ELF !!  

And he was standing on a pile of gifts !!!

 Petey said the new elf was named Robbie, and Dylan was pretty surprised and happy !

Petey is a soft spoken elf,so you need to hold him close when you want to talk with him.  Daddy and Petey get along very well and Petey let Daddy know that Robbie was going to stay for a bit, and that we needed to move the gifts under the tree.

All of a sudden Dylan noticed ANOTHER elf.  He screamed and pointed and wanted to run right outside !  He was sooo excited !!

 Elf #3 is Bobby, and he's come to visit too !  Out went the boys to bring him in.  He even had authentic north pole SNOW on him !!!

Dylan was really concerned that they elves needed to go back to the North Pole--

RIGHT NOW.

  But after a talk with Petey, it was agreed that they were able to stay until after supper.

(we don't want santa to be shorthanded !)

But Bobby brought a movie for Dylan.  The Snowman.  A traditional British cartoon that Daddy explained that he used to watch as a child.

And so we ate chocolate, watched the movie, and will say goodbye to our elves until next year.

 Thanks for coming guys- Dylan has really enjoyed having you here, and has been very excited about you helping Santa by bringing gifts !

(ps- I learned about this via a blog last year.  This year I'm seeing lots of Elf on the Shelf stuff which I assume is similar)

Ohhh what fun it's been !!

Happy Holidays !!

So I have... well had a little photography business.  I shut it down this month to focus on photographing what I want and keeping the joy in photography.  You will find my new photography blog at www.photographybytracycook.com.  But if you go to cherryblissphotography.blogspot.com that'll still take you there, but why not just go to my new site instead.  Click that link and take a look !  I've also got some other horse photos there.

Christmas fun at the stables

We had the opportunity to go for some Christmas fun at a local stable.  We went out with Dylan's best buddy and his family.  The two boys rode "big boy" horses and had a lot of fun !  Such little guys on big horses.

This weekend we were all feeling a bit iffy.  But between sickness, we did find a few minutes to get some hockey in......

YUP, we do backhands at 2 yrs old....

FINALLY.... I don't have to beg, plead, and bribe for photos.

Don't you just heart him??

After a trip out shopping, Dylan gets in the house and starts saying "where my Rockin'Coon?"

PARDON???

He repeats again, same pronunciation.....

"WHERE MY ROCKIN'COON?"

finally something twigs with me...

The
RACCOON
that I bought from Micheal's 20 minutes earlier.

Because it was on sale in November for next to nothing

A doggy the size of Dylan

dressed up for halloween

wearing a mask

the ROCKIN'COON.

"he's in the garage Dylan, I'll go get him" I say.

Dyl's response?

" I luff him"

Monkey business

My boy is almost 3.....

3

three.

THREE?!?!?!?!?

Three Halloweens.....

Three identical monkey suits.  Why?  Dunno, the second year I got kinda sentimental and bought the same one, wanting to see how my boy had changed.  The third year, he still fit into last years, and I guess I just wanted to do it again.  I love the growth, the changes, the development, but please; TIME, slow down.... let me hang on to my baby just a bit longer....

10 months

1 year 10 months

2 years 10 months.

Still Fall in the Loops !

It's still fall here, so many leaves, decent weather, and although I'm thinking about Christmas, I just couldn't resist a few Christmas type photos in the yellow leaves !

 Dylan and his dog... I mean our tenant's dog....

Halloween !

Totally unedited, throw them up there so the grandparents can see- Halloween pics !

Daddy thought I was crazy when I said Dylan was going to carve a pumpkin with a drill......

 But it was a good opportunity for him to participate in an activity he normally wouldn't be able to....

 And it was something we'd never done....  

 And he loved it....

 Turned out pretty good

 Halloweening at the mall... 

 Into the warmer Lion suit for outdoor trick or treating....

With his best girl...

 And one of his best buddies....

 Even the scary houses weren't that scary....

 And the two buddies waiting for the fireworks to start.

What a great night we had !!!