"Sometimes being a brother is even better than being a superhero"
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Brothers...
I love the relationship that Keegan and Camden have developed. It's so much fun to listen to Keegan help Camden, to hear him ask "what you need Camden" or "it's alright, you okay, mom will be here any second". He always makes sure to look out for Camden. It's a blast watching Camden observe everything that Keegan does and then try and do the same thing. He truly admires and worships his older brother, and both boys make sure that if one of them gets a treat the other one gets one as well. I love that they are totally content having each other as play buddies, and that hugs inevitably turn into wrestling matches, and that walks around the neighborhood turn into races up and down our street. They don't always get along, but the love that they have for each other is pretty evident, especially at night, as they are going to bed and blowing kisses to each other. I found a quote a while back, and it seems perfect for my boys:
"Sometimes being a brother is even better than being a superhero"
"Sometimes being a brother is even better than being a superhero"
Catching Up...
So I realize how far behind I am with these posts, but I felt like I needed to catch up a little on what we've been doing. Keegan celebrated his 3rd birthday back in January. I still can't believe that he's already 3 (and that we've been in our house for just over 3 years now...time really needs to slow down a little). His birthday was a really low-key affair, but he didn't seem to notice or even really care, thankfully.
By far, Keegan's favorite present was his "big boy" bike that he received. The best part for us was the fact that we inherited it from some friends....SCORE (just don't tell Keegan). Most nights before dinner are now spent racing (and I'm not exaggerating on that last part) around our neighborhood. I'm usually still here at the house getting dinner ready, and I always know when Keegan is home because he rings his little bike bell as he comes up the driveway and then comes into the house and let's me know that his dad is a "slowpoke" and that Keegan is "the winner" and "superfast". I personally think it's the cutest thing in the world.
I can't believe how quickly he is growing up...he amazes me and entertains me on a daily basis. Seriously, this kid rocks. He's become such a big helper around the house, especially when AJ has had to leave for his trips around the world. The best way to get him to do anything is to tell him that you need his "big boy help" and he's all over whatever you've just asked him to do. He's totally his "dad's little buddy" and such a great big brother to Camden (I can't wait to see how he is with the next little one in a couple of months). He's so vocal and friendly with everyone, and I love it. He loves singing songs and we pretty much don't even listen to the radio anymore in the car. He still loves his race cars and catching bad guys and being a super hero and telling me that I get to decide what he wants to eat because he's "too busy". He started a gymnastics class a few weeks back, and while the first few weeks were rough and he had no desire to go back, at all, we stuck it out and now it's one of his favorite things to do. He loves going and getting his stamps at the end and doing all the jumps and exercises and things that he has learned (and he is more than willing to give anyone who will watch a demonstration of all the things he has learned to do). Curbs are no longer curbs, they are balance beams, and he has to walk on all of them "just like an airplane" with his arms stuck out wide. He has his favorite things...like the lions at the zoo, his yellow construction shirt with the buildings on it, jeans instead of shorts most days and his blue "gun" hat, and has certain things that almost always have to go with us wherever we go (which can be rough and delay us when he can't remember where he's left things), but he is the greatest little 3-year old. He melts my heart everytime he snuggles up to me on the couch at the end of the day as we read our books and tells me "mom, you my best friend." It's kind of selfish, but the only thing that I love about when AJ is gone is the fact that I get 100% of Keegan's snuggles and loves and hugs. I love that he wants me to lay down and take a nap with him in the afternoons, and that he'll close my eyes with his hands and tell me that I need to rest. I love hearing him fake snore when he's having competitions with AJ as to who can fall asleep faster for their Sunday afternoon naps, but most of all, I love having the privilege of raising this amazing little guy.
Ok..enough words...here are some recent pictures:
By far, Keegan's favorite present was his "big boy" bike that he received. The best part for us was the fact that we inherited it from some friends....SCORE (just don't tell Keegan). Most nights before dinner are now spent racing (and I'm not exaggerating on that last part) around our neighborhood. I'm usually still here at the house getting dinner ready, and I always know when Keegan is home because he rings his little bike bell as he comes up the driveway and then comes into the house and let's me know that his dad is a "slowpoke" and that Keegan is "the winner" and "superfast". I personally think it's the cutest thing in the world.
I can't believe how quickly he is growing up...he amazes me and entertains me on a daily basis. Seriously, this kid rocks. He's become such a big helper around the house, especially when AJ has had to leave for his trips around the world. The best way to get him to do anything is to tell him that you need his "big boy help" and he's all over whatever you've just asked him to do. He's totally his "dad's little buddy" and such a great big brother to Camden (I can't wait to see how he is with the next little one in a couple of months). He's so vocal and friendly with everyone, and I love it. He loves singing songs and we pretty much don't even listen to the radio anymore in the car. He still loves his race cars and catching bad guys and being a super hero and telling me that I get to decide what he wants to eat because he's "too busy". He started a gymnastics class a few weeks back, and while the first few weeks were rough and he had no desire to go back, at all, we stuck it out and now it's one of his favorite things to do. He loves going and getting his stamps at the end and doing all the jumps and exercises and things that he has learned (and he is more than willing to give anyone who will watch a demonstration of all the things he has learned to do). Curbs are no longer curbs, they are balance beams, and he has to walk on all of them "just like an airplane" with his arms stuck out wide. He has his favorite things...like the lions at the zoo, his yellow construction shirt with the buildings on it, jeans instead of shorts most days and his blue "gun" hat, and has certain things that almost always have to go with us wherever we go (which can be rough and delay us when he can't remember where he's left things), but he is the greatest little 3-year old. He melts my heart everytime he snuggles up to me on the couch at the end of the day as we read our books and tells me "mom, you my best friend." It's kind of selfish, but the only thing that I love about when AJ is gone is the fact that I get 100% of Keegan's snuggles and loves and hugs. I love that he wants me to lay down and take a nap with him in the afternoons, and that he'll close my eyes with his hands and tell me that I need to rest. I love hearing him fake snore when he's having competitions with AJ as to who can fall asleep faster for their Sunday afternoon naps, but most of all, I love having the privilege of raising this amazing little guy.
Ok..enough words...here are some recent pictures:
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