Firsts...and the toy that will be the death of me

I posted some pics last week of my kids, but these are the first official family pics we've had taken. My aunt Joyce is a great photographer. She took all the pictures for my sister's wedding. So great! Especially considering we picked the hottest day of the year!

I think this is one of my favorites!

So cute of the kids!

Because we needed to be at the hospital bright and early, Allison spent the night with Katie and her boys, Liam and Gavin. Yes, my daughter's first sleepover was with two boys...

She was so excited! She couldn't wait to get over there!

Katie loaded up her three boys (one of which is still in size 1 diapers) and headed to the zoo to see the polar bears. I called yesterday morning to talk to Allison and she pushed the phone away. There was too much fun to be had...and of course she is miss independent!

Could they be any cuter?! She still hasn't stopped talking about it. I'm 99.9% sure she had more fun than I did...there's still a 0.1% possibility that I had the time of my life.

On to the boy. What follows about sums it up. This is pretty much all we did.

Ham it up for the camera...

Go for a walk in our little wagon (notice the elbow restraints so he couldn't pull his tube out - he walked around like a mummy!)

Sacked out for nap time.

Happy as a clam in the toy room

This cute little teapot he just loved. It sang to him when he opened it. The dude loves music!

Playing with a big old bin of cars. The mummy arms were pretty funny!

And...the toy that about did me in. Who knew my son was so domestic? He refused to let go of this thing, but he couldn't push it very well with the stiff arms, so while he insisted on pushing/pulling it, he would frequently squawk at it.

We did a lot of laps in this 25 bed circular unit. A lot of laps. Unfortunately, Andrew insisted on going into every open door, even if there were patients inside. I did a lot of redirecting!

Oh, and notice the pacifier. We were getting really good at only letting him have it in the car or in bed. But recently, with all the appointments that didn't let him eat, and all the things we've done to him, we've been letting him get away with having it more. We'll have to nip that in the bud soon. It hasn't been all bad though. After all, it's the only thing that holds in the drool!!

Valerie