The Danger Zone

It’s that time of year again; birthday season.  Last weekend Ford was invited to a 4 person birthday party.  I guess if you've got a lot of parties to attend it’s nice to knock 4 out at once.  No birthday around here is complete without a bouncy house.  This party was sports themed and even included a football sign for the kids to run through.

Ford and his longtime buddy, Cooper

 Look at that hair!!!!

Ford has been on a growth spurt lately.  It’s become very evident when his shirts show his midriff and his pants look like he’s ready for the flood.  He had on some new threads the other day and I thought he looked so big.  I don’t like him looking big either, it makes me sad.  But big or not, I thought I needed to take his picture. 

I've been keeping a list of things about the boys on my phone that I don’t want to forget.  Here are some things I have down about Ford:

 He can’t tell time, but he is obsessed with the times 11:30 and 3:00.  He knows 11:30 is when he gets out of school and it’s around the time we eat lunch.  He also needs to know when it’s 3:00 so he can watch Wild Kratts on PBS.  We have to talk about what time it is several times a day.

Ford found out (and I don’t remember how) that to go to 5 year old kindergarten you must get a booster shot.  He started crying the other morning saying he wasn't going to school after this year because he couldn't get a shot!!!

His all-time favorite song is still "Crocodile Rock" by Elton John, but he has become a huge fan of the song “I Went to the Danger Zone”.  It has come on the radio several times while we were in the car and he wanted me to turn it up.

 We went to Jackson last week for a visit.  I had planned to stay two nights, but we only stayed one because the day we were going to leave it was supposed to storm.   The boys had fun playing on Puddin's back porch in their matching space pajamas.

 John Brantley is a hot mess.  He tickles me with his noises, facial expressions, and the ways he communicates.  He loves to honk people’s noses.  It’s like his way of greeting you.  He is wild, but very sensitive too.  The other day Ford got hurt and was crying.  John Brantley quickly ran and got his sack he sleeps with to give to Ford to make him feel better.  Sooo sweet!!!

 Ford is so my child.  He acts a lot like me.  The other day we were playing Lego's together.  He wanted me to help him build his space shuttle.  I was half way through when I pressed down on a piece too hard and several pieces came off.  I didn't know where they all went and got frustrated.  I honestly wanted to say some choice words, but we all know I can’t do that.  Ford could sense my frustration and made up some peppy song about “not giving up” and “I could do it”.  It wasn't what I wanted to hear.  I wanted to chunk the Lego's across the room.

A few weeks ago we were all 4 in the car and Trey was in a crabby mood.  I told him he needed to say 3 nice things about everyone in the car.  He did.  Then it was my turn.  Well, naturally Ford wanted to have a turn too.  He said 3 things about me and then 3 about Trey.  For both of us he said, “I like how God made your whole entire body”.   Ha ha ha ha ha!!!!!  My child….

 Bitty was helping Puddin get ready one morning and decided to try on her jewelry.

Ford's turn

 We can’t go to Jackson without a trip to the Children’s Museum.  It’s too much fun to pass up on.   

 Something came over John Brantley while we were there.  He kept getting into tight spaces where I couldn't get to him and pitching fits.  Thank goodness for Ford…he would go rescue him for me.   

After the museum we went by a bakery and got a snack and then headed to see my Grandmother.  She gave the boys sacks and they walked around her yard picking up pine cones and then ended the visit by climbing her tree!    

Last week I did some summer clothes shopping for Ford.  He is now too big for the baby/little boys stuff and needs to wear like a size 5.  That means going over to the bigger boy department.  I was bummed when I saw my selections.  I don’t like clothing with random numbers that don’t mean anything to me, cheesy sayings goob me out, and I don’t want a lot of odd pictures on there either.  I like plain and simple.  Good thing I found some $5.00 t-shirts at Old Navy.  It’s simple and cute…..

 Gran and BoomPa came to play on Friday.  Ford wanted to practice his t-ball skills for a bit.  John Brantley thinks he’s just as big as Ford and can do anything Ford does.  He didn't understand why he wasn't getting a turn to play.

Gran and I had to take him to Hibbett’s to get his own t-balls.  It helped his feelings out a lot!!!!

 Today we had another birthday party complete with a bouncy house/slide.  John Brantley got to attend this party and I think it’s safe to say he had the most fun there.  He went down that slide no less than 50 times!