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The Brayden Chronicles: Bugs Life

The bug is saying "cheeese"

And the love affair with bugs continues.

The bigger, the better!

Chuck E. Cheese's.....

It was bound to happen sooner or later.....  the inevitable visit to Chuck E Cheese's.  Brayden started out a little cautious as he does with all things.  However, once he got used to the noise level and the lights he was totally on board.  I have a feeling we will be going back soon.... and OFTEN.

Port A 2014

It's been well over a year since we visited Port A. We hated selling our condo but my mom was ready to retire and didn't want to be tied to the monthly payment. We had just moved into a much bigger home and Chad was contemplating a job  change so we didn't want to assume the entire loan at that time. There were some other factors - like the constant noise from upstairs and the fact that it was a 2 bedroom. We still miss it but don't regret the decision to sell. You never know - we may buy another property down there in the future as an investment.

Brayden absolutely LOVED the beach. He had the time of his life - digging, swimming and playing. Ashley and Lizzie were a huge help and he loved playing with them. We were busy from morning until night!  

Lizzie & Ashley with Bray

First trip to Port A Pizzaria

Our daily set up

Fly Bug glasses

PB&J on the beach

Hanging in the shade

Boiling Pot in Rockport

"Hammering Food"

Playing games

Cuddles

Cool Baby

Moby Dicks for dinner - leis for Sissy

Quiet time in the condo

Bray & TJ in the same outfit - same age @ the beach!

Mommy & TJ

We had so much fun!  Can't wait to go back!

My Little Tristy

Woot... hanging with Mommy!

We were singing in the car. Awesome sauce.

Brayden Chronicles: Toot Hachine

The back story---this past week I went to the store w/out Bray and had promised to bring him a "haprize". One of the cheapest things I could find was a whoopie cushion for $1. I mean boys and toots go hand & hand so I thought it was a win! Notsomuch... When I got home I surprised him with his "haprize" by squeezing the whoopie cushion by his hiney as he was climbing over the couch. It was louder than expected. His reaction was one of terror - screaming & crying about the "scary toots"!! Needless to say the next 2 hours were spent trying to convince my 2 year old that toots weren't scary and we wouldn't use the "toot machine" again. At the end of the day he said "toots not scary- toots are nice." I thought we were in the clear. Fast forward to tonight. I hear him whimpering in his sleep. When I go in to check on him - he sits up half asleep & says "skerrrrry toooots..."  I know - I'm mother of the year....