Showing posts with label Westley. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Westley. Show all posts

2.25.2012

Oh, what fun it is, learning how to eat


I've been pursuing a little song-writing hobby, making up songs for Westley James. Among them, inspired in part by these adorable snack and mealtimes I photographed in June 2011:

It's crunchy, it's chewy, it's sour, it's sweet
Oh, what fun it is, learning how to eat.

Doggies want you to send some south
Mama just hopes some food lands in your mouth.
We could say the mess stays on your bib
But we both know it isn't nice to fib.

It's crunchy, it's chewy, it's sour, it's sweet
Oh, what fun it is, learning how to eat.

Fork, spoon, bowl and cup will make the job a sinch
Or we'll just use our fingers in a pinch.
Someday soon we'll teach you how to share
But for now, son, just keep it out of your hair!

It's crunchy, it's chewy, it's sour, it's sweet
Oh, what fun it is, learning how to eat.




Swim, little fishy


In June 2011, Westley continued his swimming lessons and got more comfortable playing in the pool. One of his favorite things to do was to play Humpty Dumpty. In that game, he sits on the side of the pool and we clap while we sing the nursery rhyme. When we get to the dramatic "had ... a ... big ... FALL!" he leans forward and makes a splash as catch him in the water. As soon as he surfaces, he usually signs "more" and wants to do it all over again.




He typically wants to stay and play in the pool until his lips are blue, his tiny fingers pruny and his body shivering. Then he'll finally sign "all done," and we make our way toward land. It's such a blast to watch him test his boundaries, push his little comfort zone and find new things he loves to do. He's a bit of an adrenaline junky, so life with this little boy should be interesting. :)

Daddy day


On Father's Day 2011, Brian, Westley and I met his parents for brunch at Yaya's in Bradley Fair. West and I are continually blessed by what an amazing father and husband Brian continues to be. We love you!

I love this three-generation photo:


Westley's first Memorial Day



On Memorial Day 2011, some relatives, including my beautiful cousin DD from the Kansas City area, came to Wichita for a cookout. It was their first time to meet Westley and a beautiful afternoon.



West and cousin Kaden dined on Gerber Puffs and had a pool party.


Can't tell my Dad and Uncle Mo are brothers, huh ...

I don't know about Daddy ...

... but the fun in the sun sure wore out Westley and Mommy.

My little guy at 1 year old

It's such a blessing to be friends with photographers. One of them, Randy Tobias, was gracious enough to let us hire him to snap Westley's handsome one-year portraits. They're so wonderful. What a treasure:





(It's my birthday, and I'll cry if I want to.)

Westley wasn't his most agreeable self during the photo session. But that's the way it goes with 1-year-olds sometimes. And a friend advised me when he was a newborn to document the many faces of my new little boy. And here's one of them. ;)

2.05.2012

Westley's first birthday party


Westley's first birthday party, on Saturday, May 21, 2011, was a glorious affair. There more grownups than kiddos, so I tailored the party to cater to both age groups. Taking a cue from the Classic Pooh that had been a theme throughout Westley's infancy and first year, family and friends joined us for a backyard honeybee-themed bash.

I was blessed and very thankful to have the party planning help and skills that morning of family, including Auntie M, who drove up from Stillwater, and Uncle E, who drove down from Lawrence.

I was quite proud of the spread, which included fruit and granola parfaits, fresh fruits and a variety of cakes. I whipped Kansas honey into several recipes, including the homemade cream topping. There was honey-infused cream for iced coffee, vanilla honey iced tea and a variety of honey-themed beers. (See? This was a baby party anyone would want to attend!)

The real treats, pictured from left in the above photo: assorted baby snacks (including Gerber Puffs, among Westley's Favorite Things Ever), a honey cake (baked my moi from scratch using a mold I bought online just for this occassion), Westley's banana cream-filled vanilla cake (again, baked my moi from scratch), honey sticks and chocolates from Wichita chocolatiers Cero's and Cocoa Dolce (honey truffles).


I was tickled to find sugar honeybees and the perfect yellow striped candle at a local cake supply store.

Brian and Eric decorated our backyard with pretty paper lanterns. It gave the space a festive and magical feel.


I had so much fun planning and decorating:

The gift station, before guests arrived.

The centerpieces on the picnic tables out back. (We begged and borrowed from both sets of grandparents for the shindig.)

The birthday boy, having a blast in his swing with Papa Dan before the guests arrived.


Present time!

Cake time!


My sweet one year old. Until this day, I never fully appreciate the saying, "The days are long but the years are short." Or "My cup runneth over." Happy birthday, little one.


Westley's first birthday


Westley James turned one on a May 18, 2011, a chilly Wednesday. Brian and I took the day off work and kept our birthday boy home from daycare. We had brunch at Panera (where West, per usual, was more interested in running around and playing than eating) and then went to interact with the animals at Tanganyika Wildlife Park in nearby Goddard. It was the first time any of us had visited.

Our Baby B. wore a Classic Winnie-the-Pooh sweatshirt, a very fitting choice, I thought. He also sported a birthday T-shirt, which didn't show under several layers of clothing. So he wore his birthday bib over the whole lot so everyone knew about his special day.

We fed giraffes,

had lunch and fed lorikeets ...




... who did our hair (kind of).

I loved seeing a joey in a kangaroo pouch in person for the first time. It made me reflect on my first year of motherhood toting around my own little wiggle worm. The day had me full of gratitude and overwhelmed at what a joy life has been with our little gift.

We fed goats ...

... and saw a little adventurous one born earlier that day. (What a fantastic day to be born!)

The bunnies were hungry, too. Westley just wanted to play in the sand and was unhappy when we left that exhibit.


Brian was able to coax one of the meercats away from his snuggly resting spot with a Craisin.


There were lots of other animals to see, but Wesley was content pushing his stroller around and letting us carry him from one critter to another.


We went home with cold hands and warm hearts. It was Westley's birthday, but I celebrated the year anniversary of when my dreams came true.

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