July 17, 2010 was my 10 year high school reunion as well as the Pioneer Days parade in beautiful Davenport, WA. We took Trey down to watch the parade and Grandma Lo and Great-Grandma Sherry were watching Baby Brody (Trey's cousin) so he was able to come and watch the parade with us!
A little background for you- Trey, Blinn and I went down about a week after Brody was born to visit him, Blakey, Uncle Justin and Auntie T. Trey liked looking at Brody, but while I was holding Brody, Trey needed to have every.single.piece. of his body touching me. It's true. I have the pictures to prove it. So, needless to say, I knew Trey wouldn't be mean to Baby Brody, but I wasn't optimistic that I would get a lot of baby-holding time.
While I held Brody on my lap, Trey went over and climbed up on his Grandma Lo's lap. He then stretched his little arms out towards Brody and I and said "come. come". It took me a while to realize that he wanted to hold Brody on his lap. Blinn took about half a dozen amazing pictures of Trey looking so proud to be holding Brody!
The Dude will make an awesome big brother someday. SOMEDAY NOT SOON. heehee Until then, thank goodness for sweet cousins!
Thursday, July 29, 2010
he doesn't just save the drama for his mama
This story was told to us by Grandma Lo who along with Grandpa Mike took Trey to his first Mariner's game on July 24, 2010.
Trey had grown tired of picking at his grilled cheese sandwich while eating out with his Grandpa Mike and Grandma Lo. He was sitting in his high chair while Grandma Lo was on the phone and Grandpa was observing the situation. Trey looked at his Grandma and stretched his arms out towards her while still in his high chair and said pleadingly "Help me! Help me!".
Grandma wrapped up her phone conversation while Grandpa laughed at Trey's dramatic request to get out of his high chair.
Trey had grown tired of picking at his grilled cheese sandwich while eating out with his Grandpa Mike and Grandma Lo. He was sitting in his high chair while Grandma Lo was on the phone and Grandpa was observing the situation. Trey looked at his Grandma and stretched his arms out towards her while still in his high chair and said pleadingly "Help me! Help me!".
Grandma wrapped up her phone conversation while Grandpa laughed at Trey's dramatic request to get out of his high chair.
Friday, July 2, 2010
dude interrupted
This morning Blinn left the house early to go work-out. Trey started to wake up at around 5:45 so I brought him into our bed so that I could get another 15 minutes of relaxing, and of course to get some Trey snuggles.
Daddy came home from his work out and laid back down in bed with the now awake Dude and me. Blinn lifted up his arm so I could lay on his chest while Trey was on his other side chatting with us. When Trey saw me in my comfortable position on his Daddy's chest, he began to push me off of Blinn while repeating "mine! mine!". I (as was his Daddy) of course was enjoying this show of possessiveness and was not moving as instructed. Trey's "MINE's" continued to get louder and more adamant and finally the Dude hit his Momma. He was gently reprimanded and told that he can't hit and to say sorry to Mommie and give her a kiss, which he did without fuss.
After he had given his I'm-sorry-kiss, he continued to say mine and now point at me to move. I finally obliged and Trey made his Daddy's morning by laying down with a huge grin on HIS spot.
Daddy came home from his work out and laid back down in bed with the now awake Dude and me. Blinn lifted up his arm so I could lay on his chest while Trey was on his other side chatting with us. When Trey saw me in my comfortable position on his Daddy's chest, he began to push me off of Blinn while repeating "mine! mine!". I (as was his Daddy) of course was enjoying this show of possessiveness and was not moving as instructed. Trey's "MINE's" continued to get louder and more adamant and finally the Dude hit his Momma. He was gently reprimanded and told that he can't hit and to say sorry to Mommie and give her a kiss, which he did without fuss.
After he had given his I'm-sorry-kiss, he continued to say mine and now point at me to move. I finally obliged and Trey made his Daddy's morning by laying down with a huge grin on HIS spot.
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