happy birthday, ari

This kid. Seriously, look at him. He's cute, and funny, and awesome, and last week he turned two.  Since Logan and I've been in Jersey, we tend to mimic the little voices, noises, and faces he makes in our daily conversations. Our recent favorite is his battle cry. Seriously, he makes us laugh. When he smiles, your heart melts over and over again.

He is all boy. Climbing, swiping everything electronic, sneaky. His parents already have a ton of stories to prove this. At the same time, he has a big heart. When he hugs my dad, he wraps his little arms around his neck and rests his head on his shoulder. I love it, such a sweet kid deep down. He is still such a baby to me, but he's growing. Two, already.

I love you, Ari.

daylen turns five

Oh my goodness, how is this little man already five? I can't believe I'm missing his super sweet bowling party on Sunday. He's at an age where he'll know who was and wasn't at his birthday party. I remember everything about my fifth birthday: doll dress cake, barbie kitchen, and my banana seat bike. I should make a cardboard version of myself to be at the party or photoshop myself into photos.

I have so many stories, photos, and videos (such as the one below) of this kid.  I remember when he was born on my soccer sectionals senior year, going to the hospital after the game, and loving that cute button nose. I can't forget when he first started talking and going to East End Douple Dip for ice cream. As soon as we turned off state road 19, he knew exactly what we were headed, and his little voice would say, "Fry fream." We've watched a lot of Thomas the Train and raced cars. I love it when he gets hold of his mom's phone and calls me. She has no idea until she checks her phone later in the day. He loves to talk, and I defend him because everyone said that about me when I was little. Now he's in preschool, and he tells me the letters on my shirt and asks what it spells. Little man growing up.

Happy Birthday, Daylen. I love you.

last week

I really miss spring break, not just because I didn't have to do my homework, but mostly because I spent everyday with these handsome boys. East End Double Dip opened up the first Sunday of break, and I went three, wait four, no, just three days in a row. While driving home on our last trip, Daylen turned to Mal, Logan, and I, and asked, "Why am I always with you people when I get ice cream?" I told him not to worry about it.

But seriously, spring break is making me itchy for summer. Daylen, get ready. I'm planning on lots of Double Dip runs. 

happy birthday, ari

Yesterday, we celebrated my youngest nephew's birthday. I love little Ari. My sister-in-law did a sock monkey theme, which was super cute. Playing with my nephews and making videos of them is definitely more fun than studying for tests.

I know I'm biased, but my nephews and cousins are cute.