Monday, August 29, 2011

I looked like some sort of a melon, but...

it wasn't my day! This past weekend, my sister Blair, got hitched in Nashville. I was honored to be her Matron of Honor, and TJ was the ring bearer. After a looooong 7 1/2 hour drive up (it should only take 5-ish), the weekend was lots of fun! We had luncheons, surprised the Bride with a lingerie shower, rehearsals, dinners, and a wedding! The Bride was a picture of perfection...she was absolutely stunning! And I managed to stay on my feet for the entire ceremony, without tumbling down the stairs with bowling ball type action! So, all in all, I would say the wedding was a success! Then, we headed to the reception...it was so awesome! They had a fair/carnival like theme to the reception. There were photo booths with props, a popcorn machine, pinwheels, an ice cream bar (and root beer floats). After my toast (yes, I actually managed to do this without barfing), we had a blast!
Most of the Bradberry cousins


Tristan enjoyed saying "cheese"


I love this picture...they look so sweet!


A little mustache action


No champagne for Tristan...I promise!


TJ crashed at the reception...too much excitement!


Daddy & the Party Animal with the Bride


It was such a fun weekend, and I miss everyone already! Congrats Blair & Dave!!!

Monday, August 22, 2011

Something Happens When Your Mom Makes You Wear Pink...

...you're either a girly-girl, or you refuse to wear pink until you reach 25! I, of course, chose not to wear pink, or anything frilly for that matter, once I could dress myself! I think I was a relatively easy child to raise, but this was most likely some sort of rebellion on my part...at least this was the worst of it, right?! So, just to make my mom feel better, I'm going to dress my little girl in as much PINK as I possibly can! And, if she turns out to hate pink, then so be it...at least I get to dress her for a few short years!



My friends & family celebrated our sweet baby girl this Saturday! We had so much fun just hanging out, and ohhing & ahhing over the sweet baby clothes! I am so thankful to have such sweet people to share my joy with!


The 2 most excited grandmothers...they can't wait for a little GIRL!

I don't ususally allow this, but this is me and Tanner at 33 weeks.



Just a few of the sweet outfits Miss Tanner will show off soon!

Thomas and I are so blessed to have such a wonderful group of family and friends. Thank you all so much for your love and support! And, as promised...this is the LAST time ;)

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Still Adjusting, but Doing Well


Well, we are making it...a week and a half into the new school year, and things are looking good. Both boys seem to be adjusting well to their new classrooms.

We were a little worried that it was going to be difficult for TJ to understand that he had to act like KK was just his teacher at school, but he seems to be doing well. I think KK has been pleasantly surprised at how well he has handled it. We asked him how he liked having her as his teacher, and he said "I like it, but it's a little weird! Everyone knows that she's my KK...but it's ok." He has been doing well with all of the homework, and has been getting it done in After School Care most days. My favorite quote of the week was on the 2nd day of school, TJ told KK "This homework is LAME! I need to be challenged!" I just told her to be thankful he said it AFTER school ;)

Tristan, who's not keen on any form of change, seems to be doing well in his new class too. I love that they only take one nap instead of two, that way he actually naps rather than stealing his teacher's lunch!

First football game is this Friday, so we're all (mainly me) still adjusting to Daddy being late every night. Hopefully we'll get back to into our school routine soon...just in time for little miss to get here and make for some more adjusting!

Monday, August 8, 2011

First Day of School

TJ has been somewhat dreading the start of school this year, which is kind of odd considering he's only going into the 1st Grade! You would think he wouldn't dread going to school at least until 2nd Grade! And, he's got to be the luckest 1st Grader ever...he gets to have his KK as his teacher...how awesome is that?! I think it's just his lazy streak (which his dad says comes from his Uncle Mike...sorry Uncle Mike)! The only thing he has worried about is ALL of the homework he will have to do this year. But, come this morning, he was excited to put on his new shoes, new back pack, and start the 1st Grade!

Here he is with his First Grade Teacher, Mrs. Hill!


It was also Thomas' first day of school, with students! And, Tristan moved up to his big-boy class at daycare this morning! Here they all are on their first day:


And, as always, Tristan likes to start off his new class with...a little snack!

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Chunky Monkey

Tristan has been dubbed the "Chunky Monkey." Not necessarily because of his full baby figure, but more for his LOVE of eating. He has just turned 16 months old, and there isn't much this little boy won't eat. One of his favorite foods is broccoli...he shoves it in by the handfuls. He also begs for lettuce anytime I eat salad. He loves any kind of fruit; has been known to eat anything off of the grill, whether it be a steak or chicken. So, as you can see he's not picky...at all! And of course, what kid doesn't like junk food: cake, cookies, french fries, etc? But, I am now beginning to get a little worried since this came home on his daily report from daycare:
I did ask "Where did he get McDonald's?" She said, "Well, it was my lunch! He would point his little finger at whatever he wanted!"

Don't get me wrong, I'm happy that he has a good appetite, that I don't have to force-feed him (like I do TJ), that he eats foods that are nutritious (mostly), and isn't picky in the least.

We all kind of laugh, and joke about his never-ending quest for food, but could it be something more serious? Maybe he doesn't have that natural feeling of fullness? I REALLY don't want to wake up one day to my 500 lb toddler, snacking on my arm!
Scary thought.