So Mama went all crazy...

...and got zebra toes.  And, hot pink tips with a little black line on my hands. 

Crazy Mama

Yes, I posted pic's of my ugly ol' feet that are STILL swollen and I'm not sure why.  The pic quality stinks because it was my phone with me bending at the waist with no flash in my bedroom at nighttime.  Laziness...just pure laziness I tell ya.
So, I told "Phim" (at least that's what it sounded like she told me her name) that I was going to Disneyworld on Friday and I was wearing black and hot pink.  Bada-Bing, Bada-Boom, I now have black and hot pink zebra toes and clear with pink tips on the hands.  Ty just keeps staring at them and laughing.  Yes, my 2 year old is making fun of me.
Oh well, I can do it.  Because it's my birthday.  Yep, 29 years.  "29 and holding" because next year Mama is doin' it up right.  I'm thinking a YEAR long celebration. 
So, I'm off to the pool.  With a babysitter :)  And, then a little shopping and dinner with my boys.  And, my free ice cream at Cold Stone because it's my birthday.
And, then it's packing because Mama and Daddy are going to DISNEYWORLD!  Just for 2 nights, but we're ready.  So, so ready.  Thursday night = Downtown Disney.  Friday we'll be kids all day at Magic Kingdom.  And, Saturday morning you'll catch us poolside without babies to feed and toddlers to chase.  It's been a while...
We'll sleep all night and scope out the park for next year when we Mimi and Papaw take us.  I haven't been since I was in high school and Todd hasn't been in...well, maybe over 25 years?  I'm sure it's changed oodles since we went in the dark ages.
We'll probably talk about the boys nonstop and shop for them nonstop, but that's what happens when your parents.  Convo topics and priorities change.  For the better. 

Friday Funnies (on Tuesday)...My Little Hoarder

(early post...accidently...but have I mentioned we'll be in Disneyworld Friday ;)
Ty is quite the hoarder. Most days he looks like this for half the day...

Ty Hoarding-Again-Mr. Potato Head

Big Boy is a hoarder. Plain and simple. He has these little Nemo figurines he carrys around all.day.long. And, there are 9 of them. He gets his diaper  in a wad if he drops one too. At my Mom and Dad's he has Toy Story characters and he is is also obsessed with them.  He ALWAYS wants to carry all of them or all of a "set" of toys, not just 1 toy.
Food is the same way. Not just one cracker (or "cack-a" if you speak Ty)...once for both hands and one in his mouth. His pacy? Same way, one in his mouth, and he holds another in his hands.
We laugh at him everyday for hoarding. Until we're reminded that REAL hoarding is gross and the tv shows that show homes of REAL hoarders make us want to vomit. But, we watch them anyway...???
What kind of Mama would let their baby boy's home look like that?
I know I wouldn't cause I'm gonna be all "Everybody Love's Raymond" Mama. Poor future daughter-in-laws!

We're no longer a nut house...

All the nuts are gone. I mean, I know Todd and I can be nutty sometimes, but real nuts.
Ty's allergic to ALL of them.
We took him to get tested...

Mommy's Little Trooper

And, after 15 minutes of crying (Ty, not me.Yet.), squirming, and not touching his itchy back...the nurse walked in and said, "oh no...that's nuts". 
I said, "peanuts?".
"No, all nuts...see this" and she proceeded to show me these swollen mosquito bite-like bumps on his back.
Ty was sleeping on my chest at this point...worn out from sitting in the little cubicle sized room for 2 hours.  I mean there's only so much you can do with 1 pack of toy story gummies, an empty drink cup, and a tennis ball.  Oh, and the ifarted app in my phone that probably had the nurses thinking Mama had gas!  I kind of ind of forgot to pack his little Nemo characters in his little backpack to play with.
Anyhow, she pressed play on the Epi Pin instructional video and told me to watch it.  I'm not going to lie, I kind of got teary eyed during the first sequence of the video.  My head was spinning...
What if we actually have to USE the Epi Pin?  Or, if Ty's not with Todd or myself and someone else has to use it?  My mind was wandering every.single.second of that stupid video that I should have been engrossed in. 
Then the Dr. came in and talked to me about it. 
Ty PROBABLY has asthma (no surprise, really).  He's on a strick regimine now of breathing treatments not just "as needed" but everyday.  He has med's he'll take everyday for 6 weeks to see how it goes.  No more scented laundry detergent ( I had swapped to Tide for his clothes) and we're moving on to Dove soap, not Aveeno anymore.  There's probably more stuff in the STACK of papers and an "educational dvd" to inform caretakers of Ty's allergy that I'm forgetting, but ya know...the nurse did tell me to "not be overwhelmed". 
Yeah, easier said than done.
No more Chick-fil-a (peanut oil), no Texas Roadhouse (peanut central), and we will now be reading labels on EVERYTHING.
Our house will be nut free in about 30 minutes after I purge my pantry.
Caretakers, grandparents, and friends...everyone has to know of this because we don't know what COULD happen.  I've seen Dateline and I know from the look in the Dr.'s eyes today...he was telling me it could be fatal.  It could just be ONE time that he accidentally eats a peanut butter cookie or has Honey Nut Cheerios.  Everyone around us has to be on board with us and aware of what foods are being served.  Especially since Ty isn't aware of what he can or can't eat right now.  Family gatherings?  No nuts if we're coming!
And then I thought of Daycare.  When I go back to work in 8 working days (but who's counting), they have to know he's allergic.  They have to have an Epi-Pin for Ty.  They have to know how to use it.  They will be feeding him each day.  What if something happens?  What if they panic?  What if they accidentally give him something with a trace of nuts in it?  And, not to mention the Allergist told me that he'll be sicker than most kids who attend daycare because of his "respiratory issues" as he called them.  He said, "I wish he didn't have to go to Daycare but make sure they are educated.  You need to educate them.  Be pro-active."
GRRRRREAT...
So, needless to say, I'm kind of freakin' out about this right now.  I'm getting him these bracelets to wear if we know he'll be around some new caretakers: 
http://simple.icoebracelets.com/
Google is my new bff...which is good and bad because it's definitely telling me things I don't want to hear, but it's educating me with some wonderful resources we need.
And, I'm reading labels like crazy.  And, we'll be carrying Epi-Pins.  And, huggin' our baby boy a little tighter because today he was a trooper! 

Let's just talk about...

POO!
Yes, I'm going to talk about Poo today.  Because, I mean...that's what we talked about after dinner last night.  At the dining room table.  At my in-laws.  With some extended family we see like once a year.  We weren't real sure how the convo came to the talk of Poo, but it did. 
I mean, my life is kind of consumed by it these days with diaper changes out the wazoo. 
Poor little Acey...well, we're trying to find the right forumula for him so his Poo is a big ? to me.  This week we're trying the similac sensitive with the orange lid but it's "RS" (whatever the heck that's supposed to me).  It's a lactose free formula, but it's not soy based.  (We had to quit the infant study we were doing due to a gassy bellied baby).  I have googled, "normal infant poop" because my poor little man just can't seem to not hurt when he's pooing.  And for the record, I found out WAY more information than I needed or wanted.  Infant poo is just gross.
And Ty.  Well, potty traning here we come.  Just in time for Ty to start DAYCARE (tear) and for them to deal with it during the majority of the day.  That's why I'm paying them the big bucks, right?
Ty has done good so far.  He'll tell us when he's wet or poopy.  He asks to sit on the big boy toilet occasionally and he actually POOED on the big potty at my Mom and Dad's house last weekend.  I mean, it was KIND of a big deal.  I danced, high-5'd, knuckle-bumped.  Yep, Mama was happy!  And, then peed his pants like 5 seconds afterwards.  Needless to say, we've got a long way to go baby!
I'm not really getting why Ty needs to be naked to potty though.  He wants every.single.piece. of clothing OFF before he'll sit down.  Seriously?  Let's get this done before winter alright little man?  GEEZ!
So, I'll finish with a funny little thing Ty Baby said.  Well, at least I think so.  Because, Poo is just funny to me sometimes. 
Ty was going in his diaper the other morning but he was having a hard time getting it out.  He was grabbing his diaper on his hiney and said in his cute little country accent, "Help Mama.  Help my poo-poo".  So I hugged him and told him to relax.  What else was I supposed to do!!!

Y3W's - My 3 boys

Daddy, Ace Man (2 weeks), and Mama

Daddy, Ty Baby (2 weeks), Mama

Friday Funnies # 2 - Dr. Ray/Mr. Ray

If you haven't "got" it by now, Ty has a Nemo obsession. Like, the kid relates EVERYTHING to Nemo.
When we went to the Dr. for both of them on Monday (Ty's 2 year and Ace's 2 month check-up's) we informed Ty we were going to see Dr. Ray (their pediatrition). He really does like her (the nurses on the other hand...he's a little aprehensive because they're the shot givers!). And, we thought he remembered who Dr. Ray was.
However, when I told him we were going to see Dr. Ray he paused a moment, smiled, and started singing,
"the zones, the zones"...
for those of you who don't know every.single.line. of Finding Nemo Mr. Ray is the Stingray. He's also the teacher. When he swims in at the beginning of the movie for school, he sings, "Let's name the zones, the zones, the zones. Let's name the zone's of the open sea" and then all the ocean kiddies scream "Mr. Ray". Ty thinks that's pretty much the best line of of the movie.
Poor baby. He got all excited for something else Nemo-ish and we weree taking him to the Dr. to get poked and prodded on!

Friday Funnies: Handcuffs!

So my nephew's are the most awesome-ly cute, adorable, funny, perfect nephew's ever.  And, Ace thinks his Aunt Sissy (my sister, Amy) is the best too:

And, I pretty much think Blakey is the best too:

Ethan is only 5, yet he will ALREADY read stories to Blakey and Ty Baby:

And, Big E, well, he's a creative little booger.  I have mentioned before that he "makes us laugh out loud and almost spit our drink out nearly everytime we're together".  Well, Amy found Blakey looking like this a few weeks ago.  He's probably 3 months at the time mind you:

Yeah, so Ethan got a little impatient.  His Mommy was busy doing laundry or cooking supper or some mother-ly duty.  Ethan wanted to play "good-guys/bad-guys".  What a creative little thinker he was to make his innocent little bro the "bad guy".  Amy walked in to find Blake looking like this and thank God she grabbed her camera.  Blake's going to get him one day for this!

And, these 4 little boys...oh the joys they bring us!

Ty (2), Ace (2 months), Blake (5 months), Ethan (5)

The Tooth Fairy...She's a Comin'

The BIG cousin who has 1 little ground worshipper...with 2 more eagerly awaiting "mobile days" ahead.  Maybe I shouldn't call Ty "little".  They may be 3.5 years apart...but they can share clothes and they weigh the same.  Blakey and Acey...these 2 little baby boys will be "sweatin" him pretty soon!
Well, Ethan...the little baby boy who came suddenly about 5 weeks early.  The baby boy who made me want to be a Mama OHSOBAD.  The first little baby boy that made my heart melt.  I remember coming home after he was born.  He was in the Special Care Nursery at the hospital for almost 2 weeks after he was born, but I had to leave after a week to get back to work.  I bawled.  I cried so hard driving home that I nearly had to pull over when I was treking down I-64 to Owensboro on a late Sunday night.  Yep, I fell in love with that baby boy the moment I saw him through the glass in the hospital nursery. 
Mom and Dad were on a cruise desperately trying to come home.  Aunt B was in Vegas.  Memaw and Papaw couldn't drive.  It was just me.  I made the normal 2 hour trip in about 1.5 hours.  I packed a suitcase, loaded up the car and Winki (dogsitting for Mom and Dad who were on the cruise) and FLEW to the hopsital because it was a scary, scary "Audrey, you need to come to the hospital...we're having the baby" phone call from Brian.  I remember sitting in my office and my boss and Steph (we worked together at the time) helped me try to find a number to contact my parents cruise ship.  We called, and were transferred, and were disconnected, and transferred and yada-yada...until finally I got in contact with my parents and they could.not.believe.it.  They were devasted to be missing the birth of their first grandbaby.  However it was an Emergency C-section due to some complications and thank the LORD the Dr. was pro-active.  Ethan was a little miracle baby.  They didn't know "he" was a "he" until he came and I found out on the phone about 5 minutes before pulling in the parking lot of the hospital.  Stupid rush hour traffic. 
Anyhow, Ethan has truly been the.best.thing.ever. since he arrived!  I remember Kathy, Brian's Mom, and I staring at each other as she delicately took off his first diaper.  He had poo'd and that black-tar like poo that takes FOREVER to get a clean hiney kind of poo was coming out of him like a water faucet.  Little booger was makin' us laugh from the get-go. 
Amy handed me a list that night so I could go to their house and grab some things for her.  I didn't realize getting her pedicure kit for her meant that I'd be doing her pedicure.  Yeah...she still owes me for that one.  I freakin' cut her toenails and filed them and rubbed them with lotion (YUCK) AND painted them so she'd have pretty feet in her hospital bed.  Yep, I loved Ethan that much. 
Well, 5 years have came and gone and someone is getting a visit from the tooth fairy tonight:

Little booger lost his first tooth today (pulled it himself---EEEK!) and I'm pretty sure he's expecting BIG things from the tooth fairy.  He also informed me he is the first of his "5 year old friends" that have lost any of their teeth.  So yes, I am a doting Aunt.  I can be.  He's just that cute. 

And, he's starting kindergarten in like 3 weeks which totally is CRAZY to me but that's life as we know it. 

Ethan, may you always make those around you laugh out loud and almost spit their drinks out because you are so funny without even trying.  May you have patience with your little bro and 2 cousins that will probably annoy the living daylights out of you soon.  And, may you continue to love on these boys as you do now because it's a beautiful thing Mister Bister!

So, Tooth Fairy...wonder whatcha bring these days???  My piggy bank is empty!

Better Late Than Never...right?

Here are some of the SB pic's from this year.  I've decided that the bare walls in the boys playroom upstairs will now be filled with photo collage posters in plastic frames that I will somehow attach to the walls VERY securely.  Ty absolutely LOVED the "Deach" as he called it.  Can't ya tell?

2 year and 2 month check-ups

What a way to start a Monday morning out right than to take your babies to get poked and prodded on by the Dr. !  Both boys are doing well and the only ISSUE we have now is we need to put Ace in his own bedroom.  Upstairs.  By himself.  With Ty at the other end of the hall. 
Am I ready? 
No.
Yes, we have video monitors for both rooms.  But, it's upstairs and waking up to feed him up there seems like so much work.  And, he can roll over.  He hates his sleep positioner, so I'm pretty sure I'd be lying if I said I wouldn't just stare at the monitor all.night.long. 
Yeah, so Mama got a slap on the wrist but other than that we're good.  Ty has to see an allergist (no surprise there with his allergies and the breathing med's we're on).  It's also time for him to visit the dentist.  Guess it's actually time to prepare him for visiting the dentist first!  As far as the allergist goes...all that poking on his back to figure out just how allergic he is to everything...yeah, I'm not so sure you can prepare a 2 year old for that.  Bribe?  Possibly.  Prepare?  No chance.
So, here are the stats: 
Ty is...
38.5 inches tall (or 3 ft. 2 1/2 inches tall...he could totally ride the kiddie rides at Kings Island TODD!)
39 lbs. (he's lost some weight...he's getting kind of picky and he doesn't sit still so I guess that happens)
Both are over 100 percentile which we have seen since about 6 months of age.

Ace is...
23.5 inches tall (68%)
13lbs. 8 oz. (100%)
Yes, he's almost doubled his weight in 2 months!  He likes to eat.  And, poo.  And, smile.  See...

Friday Funnies...Praying

Watching Ty pray is hilarious.  I know, I know, "praying" and "hilarious" should probably not be in the same sentence.  But, watching him in action...I just can't help but laugh. 
Since I was about 6 months pregnant, if Todd was home, Ty wanted "Daddy" to put him to bed.  I'm not sure what triggered it other than I was having a hard time giving him baths and lifting (all 40 pounds) of him.  Nighttime had ALWAYS been Mommy's time, but around April of this year he was all about some Daddy.  I remember right after Easter talking with Todd and discussing Ty's night time prayers.  It was time to let him do it (or "Ty do it" as he says).  The Easter Bunny brought all kinds of Bible story books, dvd's, and a prayer book.  He also had a Prayer Bear that says a prayer for him that he loves to cuddle with.
Anyhow, the first step was to get Ty to fold his hands.  His cute little chubby hands would get tangled when he tried to fold them, but he's now a pro.  The second step was to get him to close his eyes.  He's still a peeker, but at least he knows how to be quiet.  And, now we're working on his input. 
This week, Todd has been in Atlanta recruiting so Mommy got to put Ty to bed 2 nights in a row!  He folded his hands and said, "Mommy pray".  As I began, he took over.  He began naming all of his family members (I mean, we're talking about what...all 10 of us?), he said, "Bock, Bayden (that's Brock and Brayden)", and Neno.  Yes, he prayed for Nemo.  (Maybe so he'll live during the oil spill?)
When I said "Amen" he said, "bye bye Desus" (Jesus) and he waved to the sky.  You see, we've been talking about heaven too.  How innocent, how sweet.  Oh, I just love it!
And, at dinner the same night it was just the boys and I.  Ace was cooing and kicking in his bouncy seat just as happy as can be.  Ty and I were eating and I told him that it was time for the blessing and he said, "Acey pay".  I told him that he can't yet, but we can.  He said again, "Mama, Acey pay".  I looked over at Ace and his hands were folded for a split second like he really was praying.  Ty was super excited and started clapping.  Of course, by the time I could grab the camera Ace had moved them but seriously...
Can I get an Amen?

You know how...

...you want to look like you're that "you have it all together" Mom?
Like, your diaper bag is always fully stocked for BOTH kids, you don't text or talk while driving (seriously...it's a terrible habit, I know), your kids are always dressed in coordiating (perfect) outfits with no stains/drool/wrinkles, you have perfect makeup/hair/wardrobe at all times, your kids only eat the healthiest snacks, and, your kids are on the most perfect "schedule" because your the best Mom ever?  Yeah, that's not me. 
I envy those Mothers. 
And, I'm trying to be more like those Mom's this summer since I'm lucky enough to be at home with my kiddos all day long.  Fortunately for me, I'm living the "stay at home Mom" role this summer.  Yes, for 12 weeks I'm getting a taste of what it's like to be a SAHM (I kinda like that acronym!).  Now, let me first clarify that this is not a vacation.  Yes, it is allowing me some "baby-bonding" time as FMLA puts it.  And, as my best friend Taryn says, "it's the hardest yet most rewarding job that I've ever had.  Although, T IS one of those "got it all together Moms"...and lets go ahead and label her a Martha Stewart/Domestic Diva Mama too!  She's so cute in everywaypossible!  But, lets give credit where credit is due.  Stay at home Mom's need to wear crowns.  They're freakin' royalty in my book...no wonder wine consumption in this country is probably increasing.  Cause...as I've said before...this ain't no vacation. 
Anyhow, one of my most favorite tasks of the summer has been picking up and taking Ty to school 2 days per week.  Usually, Todd does it so it's nice to hear him squeal "Mommy" when I come to the door.  He is so proud to show me his crafts each day and place his "bat-pack" on his back. 
However, just last week Mama made a boo-boo.  Yeah, yeah...I'm still blaming this on prego-brain (or lack of sleep).  I pulled into school and got out of the car.  The car was running (I usually park 2 feet from the door and keep my door open so I can open the school door for Ty and he walks in...he knows the drill and I can avoid getting Ace out of the car).  Except, for this lovely morning I didn't "park" the car.  I hopped out of my seat, swung around to get Ty's door open (driver's side) and the car moved forward.  In a matter of 2 seconds (I was envisioning my car busting throught playground fence, taking out the (thank GOD kidless) playground with my 2 babies in the car.  I screamed, dove into my seat, tried to hit the break (dumb, I know) and then just threw my car in park.  LUCKILY there were parking lot barricades on the ground.  My heart was pounding, I was sweating, and on the verge of a panic attack. 
As I walked up to the door I was half laughing at myself and thinking these other "got it together" Mom's are all "Ty's Mom is WHACK" or "honey, stay away from Ty...his Mommy is unstable".  Please tell me I'm not alone.  Please. 
Yeah, so the entire time Ty was at school that day I made mental notes of what I need to do to make life less hectic and more smooth sailing.  As I dug around in my purse for a pen to actually write a list with, I couldn't find one.  I could, however, find goldfish, mini tonka cars, and a pack of gummy snacks that have got to be absolutely disgusting now as the dog days of summer are in full force.
Maybe one day I'll feel like I've "got it".  Maybe it'll be when I go back to work so I'm on a strict routine.  Maybe it'll never happen.  But, until then, I'm going to do my best and continue to laugh at myself.  Even if I do have poo under my fingernails and baby spit-up running down my back!

Ty's Neno Party in Pictures...

Yes, I know I said Neno.  I'm speaking Ty.  To say he had a ball would be an understatement.  Ty Baby had a BLAST and then some.  He's one lucky boy...but really, Todd and I are the lucky one's to be his parents.  He is such fun little boy.  Most of the time ;)

*invitations made by:  Jenni *

*cake by:  3 Sister's In Owensboro, Kentucky

*Birthday Boy decked out with Nemo stuff...(my little hoarder)*

*Shot Girl (Mama)...Really just blue jello cups with Nemo Gummy Snacks Swimming*

*my bottlecap necklace with my favorite quote from the Movie:  "Just Keep Swimming"

*Loved Opening Presents...just didn't understand that cards are read FIRST!*

*love the shock...and the ooohing and awwwing that each present brought...and there were many*

*It's his party, and he'll cry if he wants to???...

Ty just didn't want to part with one toy to go to the next*

*Cousins at war*

*Ty, Ethan S., Aiden, Ethan O.*

*My best friend Taryn and her family came down the night before the party for a slumber party the night before.  Ty had a ball makin' smore's, playing with his friends at the park, and having the company of other little boys!  T and I even got to sneak a TJ Max visit it...our Men know how to make us happy.  It was kind of bittersweet knowing that this will probably be the last time in many years they get to come to Ty's party because they'll be moving to Austin, TX in the VERY near future.  It stinks having to be 2 hours away as it is...but Austin?  The POSITIVE for me is that when I make Austin trips they will probably be kidless and we may even just stay in hotels so it really will be girl trips!  God I love her and her boys!

*Diva Savannah strutting her stuff on the catwalk slip-n-slide*

(this pic will be worth $ one day...she.is.gorgeous!)

*Lauren...so sweet and innocent*

*Thatta girl sweet thang!*

*Ace enjoying the party (GG...his Great Grandma...is holdin him*

*after the party was over...he FOUND Nemo (thank you etsy for the shirt)!*

*Blakey thru the window*

*Sweet Brayden*

*Wrong Way Maggie!*

and, for all the other pictures Mama's, Friends, and Family members of Ty Baby, they'll be in a photo book that I hope to have complete very soon.  Aunt Sis was the official photog because she knows how terrible I am at taking pic's, let alone uploading pic's. 

Ty's birthday was a blast.  Not only for him, but for Todd and I.  There is absolutely nothing better than seeing your baby smile.  Like, really smile.  And, squeal with excitement.  He, well, we all are...Ty, Ace, Todd, and myself.  We're a lucky family.  We don't tell those around us enough, but I hope they know it.  Life is nothing without family. 

Friends, you are our family too. 

And, we're glad you are. 

Cheers to Ty's 2nd year of life...and many, many more.

2 years has come 2 fast!

Ty Baby was officially 2 years old at 1:16am this morning.  We certainly weren't expecting him as early as July 9th a couple of years ago since my "official" due date was August 6th.  But, after a day full of questionning every.move.I.made...it was obvious I was in labor.  Haha, I think it was obvious to everyone but me! 
And, Ty...eager beaver #1 (both of my boys are anxious little ones!)...was ready to meet us! 
These past 2 years have flown by.  I know, I'll probably say this every year of his life.  But, it's true.  And, this second year?  Well, it's amazing how much has changed.

*Ty on his Birthday Morning-He got to open 1 gift...Hulk Hands!*

He went from taking a few steps to walking good, to running.  Everywhere.  In fact, I think he only has 1 speed.

His vocabulary has grown from about 25 words (ish) to putting sentences together.
He started school @ 18 months and he is infatuated with learning!
He became a Big Cousin!
He moved to his Big Boy Bedroom (with a full size bed).
He has pee-peed in the potty about 10 times and he's telling us when he goes or has to go.
He eats (like you could never tell in the pictures!) alot!  His favorite food is "pizzzzza" and grapes.  And, he likes Chicken Nugget Happy Meals.
He can drink out of his sippy cup faster than Pete Rose can down a beer.
He repeats everything.  He reads everything.  He dances to everything.
He went to the beach (Florida) twice! (and 1 time during his year of life, but there was not a beach involved!)
Hence the reason for the Nemo infatuation.  After beach trip number 2, Ty became obsessed with "the deach".  He talked about it from morning until night.  He LOVED it.  So, we whipped out Finding Nemo and he was hooked.  Finding Nemo is the theme of Ty's Birthday Party (held on the 11th) this year.  It's looking like good weather which is good because it's an outdoor "water" party.
And, he became a Big Brother.  A mightly sweet one I might add. 

*Ace Man watching Bubbies open his hulk hands*

2 good, 2 be true.  Love at first sight.  And, a love that grows stronger each day.  Ty Baby, Mama loves you.  Time to celebrate YOU my man!