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Monday, October 13, 2014

Happy Second Birthday (Party), Jones!

Jones didn't actually get to blow out any candles.
It was just windy enough to keep even our "WindResist" lighter
from working, so he had to fake it, which was fine, since he didn't
know what he was doing, anyway.
Yesterday was Jones's second birthday party.

I hadn't planned to have a second birthday party for Jones, but as I was planning a casual dinner for our immediate family, it occurred to me that, if I had the party on a Sunday between church services - instead of on a Saturday during rec sports, as I did last year - then maybe more of the extended family could come. That, of course, snowballed into an event with more guests than last year's, which was absolutely awesome. 

The theme for the party was easy. Jones loves nothing more than he loves Tec the Tractor. As she always does, Brooke came through with some adorable invitations (thank you, Brooke!), and Mr. Pressley added a real-live Tec ("Gac!") to the mix by towing his old, red Wheel Horse tractor over (thanks, Pop!). Add to that two delicious Tec cakes by a baker recommended by Cindy (mom of last year's baker, Maggie), and BOOM. You've got yourself a Tec the Tractor birthday party. 

It never occurs to me when I plan an outdoor party that I should take the weather into consideration. I always just assume that it'll be fine. Just ask my mother, who wanted to put a tent over the entire Furman Amphitheatre before Jeremy and I got married there. Well, we woke up on party day to the news that pop up rainstorms were probable, most probably starting around 3 p.m., which, in case you missed it, was the start time of the party. 

As soon as we saw this on the Sunday morning news, all four of us stopped and prayed for good weather. By church time, it was shaping up to be a beautiful day, so I came home from church and optimistically started putting plastic tablecloths on the tables and chairs that Jeremy and Mr. Pressley had set up. 

Then came the rain, thirty minutes before party time. 

Pray. Pray. Pray. 

That's all we could do.

And, as always, that's all we needed to do. By 2:45, the rain had stopped, and Mom had the tables and chairs dried off before the first guest arrived (thanks, Mom!). I record this here, so that Jones will always know that God heard our prayer and gave us great weather for his birthday party, just as we'd prayed He would.

The party was so much fun. Kids of all shapes and sizes climbed on "Tec" and played football or cornhole in the backyard. Lizzie Gray and the girls even listened to my "God's Kids" record in Jones's room, totally entranced by the novelty of vinyl. Then came time for presents. I'd put "No gifts necessary" on the invitation, but Jones still managed to rack in some terrific birthday loot - the vast majority of it tractor-related. 

Though it's not a tractor, the Thomas the Tank Engine rollercoaster my parents got him has overtaken our family room. If Jones has ridden once today, he's ridden it a thousand times, many of those times while wearing his new Jake & the Neverland Pirates helmet, which he sees as just another "sha."

To be honest, Jones definitely had some "terrible" moments at the party - he was a little cranky and didn't always want to take turns on Thomas - but for the most part, I think two is gonna suit himt terrifically. He's getting to be "two" much fun, and I'm so grateful for every single second I get to spend with my sweet little buddy. 

Happy birthday, Big Boy!


When the baker texted me a picture of the sheet cake,
I cried. I loved it that much, and I felt a little guilty
cutting into "Gac," as he feels like such a part
of the family. 





This is Jones NOT blowing out any candles.


























Thursday, October 9, 2014

Jones's First & Second Years

Have wifi + Insomnia = the creation of two Flipagrams commemorating Jones's first two years, as he begins his third next Thursday


Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Pics a Plenty

We don't have wifi (Leslie: "weefee") at home. Being at Mom and Daddy's - with the boys in bed and Jeremy in Canton - I feel like a kid in the candy store, who has both the time and the wherewithal to do THREE blogposts in one nite!

Here's my fourth: this one is just a mega-download of pictures, mostly taken on my iPhone. 

I'll tell why I love them in the captions.

because long-sleeved t-shirts are the
greatest things, since khaki shorts 
Caption this.
Jones and Freddie have a fan club at church.
Marleigh might just be the president.
that face
THAT face
THAT face
self-explanatory 
the Pirate King
I thought it was just me whose hand
Jones likes to hold in the backseat.
Turns out, any hand will do.
again, with the long-sleeved t-shirts 
Look at how long and skinny Jones's fingers are -
just like his daddy's.
Thanks to my very wonderful father-in-law,
we pulled into our driveway one day to find this
red tractor. Jones saw it from his window and
immediately started saying, "GAC! GAC!"
For a few days, it was nearly impossible to get him
off of "GAC."
quality control 
I walked in to Freddie's room one day and
found this. 
in Lexington; I walked in from the kitchen
and found this.
watching Daddy and Pop Pressley get ready for
Men's Bible Study to come over
both boys with their "drugs" of choice
glee
handsome boys
Sometimes, when I say, "Jones, let's go ..."
He'll stand up and pick up whatever he's playing
with and follow me. That was the case at the
Pressleys' one day, as he was playing with this firetruck.
Since Pop always mows our yard, Jones decided
to mow Pop's while he was on vacation.

I hate this shopping cart.
Jones loves it.
Freddie's shoulder is hiding my double chin! 
brotherly love
took these next few during a visit to Lake Junaluska;
since I couldn't pick a favorite, I'm posting all of them.


Howdy
The only person sweeter than my boys
is my husband.
one sock on, one sock off; just like Jones used to do

Jones found the Gac we got him for his birthday.
They're now best buddies.
Jones and his "sh-assssss" ("Hats"); looked in
the backseat to see a scalliwag today.