My Beach Bum
I think we could go to the beach every day and Brandon would be happy. He just loves it there. And that's all there really is to say about that.
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I think we could go to the beach every day and Brandon would be happy. He just loves it there. And that's all there really is to say about that.
We had so much fun this year hiding the plastic eggs for the boys to find. We each took half and the best part was when I'd go to "hide" one and find that Joby had already hidden one in the same spot. He found the same thing out for ones I already placed. I can't wait until next year when we can start making them harder to find. Anyways Brandon thought the egg hunt was the best.
Oh my child had a blast dying Easter Eggs this year. Note the black shirt I put him in before we started. Mommy wins not ruining a light or white tshirt! Brandon probably could have dyed all the eggs in less than 5 minutes if we let him because he was so excited to "try another color." Luckily my brilliant child didn't fall for Grandpa Neil's "clear eggs" like my cousin Kristin and I did so long ago. I'm so glad Daddy has been working on his B.S. meter. That kid saw right through Grandpa Neil's sham of the wire egg holder with no egg on it.
This morning we went for walk on the beach after breakfast with Granpa Joe and Grandma Jan. I should have brought swimming clothes for Brandon because he splashed and dashed his way to a rightous good time. Luckily I brought a change of clothes so it wasn't a total soggy ride home. Brandon couldn't get enough of the little waves crashing on him while he held tightly to Grandma's hand. He had a laugh attack every time the waves lapped over his little legs.
On the 20th of March we took the boys to play putt-putt for the first time. Brandon has become quite good at all Wii sports games and to take him to actually play was really fun. He got it! Alex on the other hand was more interested in running the opposite direction we went. What else is new!
Today we moved Brandon from his toddler bed to a big, big boy bed. It looks so great it his room but tucking him in for sleep made me so sad. Just the night before he looked so big in that little bed and tonight... he's so little in that big bed. At least I know he's still my baby.
February was a rough month in the Messer house. On the 17th Brandon was diagnosed with croup, and let me tell you, that scared me to death. The first night he slept on the sofa and I slept on the floor next to him. The second and third night we set up a bed for him next to our bed and he slept there. When I say I slept... not really. I was so worried. But our champ pulled through with his usual sunniness and was on the mend with the help of our amazing pediatrician, Dr. Chally. (If you live in Jacksonville - seriously, she's the best!)
On the 21st we headed to St. Augustine for the day to meet Grandpa Joe and Grandma Jan for her birthday. It was a very welcome fun outing after several days of craziness. Brandon had a blast watching the re-enactment of the cannon firing and kept looking in to the bay to "see where the cannon ball went." I have to admit I put him on to that and it made me chuckle.
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