Droppin' Bombs

Hi Friends! Just popping in for a sec to tell you about our fun-filled morning! I will rewind to last night when we took Mase to the Knights game. He had a BLAST. He loved riding on the train, eating everything in site, playing with our empty beer cups, but his favorite part was that he got to sit and play with his Grannie. Here are a couple of pics:

He did SO good at the game! We ended up leaving early because Mase was getting restless. On the train ride home he was downright delirious. 

He really needed a bath last night but since it was so late and since we didn't want to wake the beast up even more he was on the verge of passing out, we decided that I would just give him a bath in the morning before we went the Grannie's house. 

This is where it gets interesting....

So Josh and I woke him up this morning before Joshy went to play golf with a friend. Mase met us with the biggest, sweetest smile on his face. All is good, right? So while Daddy left, I decided to throw Mase in the bath. I filled up the tub about an inch of water and released all his toys to play with while I threw his clothes in the wash since we were heading to Hickory tonight. I walk back into the bathroom and there were Baby Ruth's all in the tub. Crap. Everywhere. My Plan of Attack was to place Mase outside the tub, let the water out, scoop up his toys with his frog scooper, rinse toys off and placed said toys & scooper in the top rack of the dishwasher to run it while we were at work. Success was mine. Meanwhile, Mase is trying to climb back in the tub because he knows that he hasn't finished and he wants to play with those turd-looking-things. I fish out said turds (with toilet paper) and begin washing the tub. When I am done, I am met with the sound of silence. And there is no naked baby in the bathroom. I repeat: The monster has escaped and there is no telling where he is or what he is doing. 

I swear, my kid is a ninja. He had stealthily climbed into the dishwasher and was perched - bare a$$ and all - on the dishwasher door. Oh yeah, and he was playing with knives. WHAT THE FRENCH TOAST MASON?! At least they were butter knives, right?? I confiscate the knives along with the baby then head back to the bathroom for a bath at last. We are back on the #winning track by managing to get through our bath without anymore turds and getting dressed without any other complications. 

At this point, I have weathered the storm. That was the worst, I won! WRONG. I have all my bags in my hands for the day. All I need to do is grab Mase's hand and begin the hike to the car. But as I near the ninja-monster, I smell something horrible. AWESOME. How can he poop again?! He just did it! So I put all my crap down, grab the ninja-monster and head to his bedroom to change his diaper. I look to see the damage - if it's any indication by the smell, I know it's going to be a bad one - and I am greeted with a $hit bomb. A true $hit bomb. There's no other accurate explanation for this. $hit was everywhere. And it just kept on coming. It was leaking like lava out of his pants!!!! WHAT IS GOING ON?! There was no Plan of Attack on this one. I was in over my head. My mind was screaming "ABORT! ABORT! ABORT MISSION!!" What do I do? Now the monster that had dropped this poopsplosion was attempting to escape before I had even attempted to clean him up. I'm wrestling with this demon child to sit still while I attempt to wipe his butt, change his clothes, dispose of the $hit bomb, find new clothes and get out the door. At this point I am on the verge of tears because not only am I dying from $hit poison, but I now have crap under my finger nails. UNDER.MY.FINGERNAILS. Finally, I got pants on the $hitting-ninja-monster, grabbed my bags, and sprinted to the car. 

It probably would have been easier to put him back in the bath but I was NOT risking another attempt at that. There was no telling what would have happened and I probably would not have made it out alive. I immediately called Joshy and informed him that he is NEVER allowed to leave me in that situation again. I am praying that this is not a sign of how the rest of my day is going to go. 

Having that said, I am now off to work so I will leave you with one of my fav pics that was sent to me yesterday by Grannie at lunch time. Does this look like the face of a poop-bomb-dropping-ninja-monster?? DON'T BE FOOLED BY THE SMILE! 

My 1st Birthday

Hello friends! I have been reminded by several followers that I am failing as a blogger since you're required to update more than once a month. Sorry bout it! I know I have a TON of stuff to catch up on but let's just save that for next month another rainy day/night. I will eventually get to Mason's 1 year round up but for now, I will blog about his fabulous birthday parties. Plural? Yes, he had two. He's kind of a big deal if you hadn't heard! That - and it would get wayyy too expensive if we had one big party. So we decided to do one party in Charlotte the weekend before his birthday for our Charlotte fam and friends then another on his actual birthday in Hickory with fam and friends up there.

Your first child's 1st birthday party is always a huge deal, right? Right!! That week leading up to his Charlotte birthday party we were so slammed with friends and Uncle Tracy coming in that come party time I literally threw up balloons, put out tablecloths, and called it a day. Thank goodness for the help of some family members that helped us out by making side dishes and chili for hamburgers and hot dogs. They say the second child you don't go all out... so he/she may not even get a party at this point, ha! Here are some pics of our day:

Lil dressing her part to match the theme. That romper sure is cute! Someone has very good taste!

That morning my poor little party boy woke up with a HUGE swollen eye because he wanted to ruin Mommy's photos. He looked like a modern day Quasimodo. We still have no clue what it was. At first, we thought he had an allergic reaction to a bug bite we found on his temple. But it was swollen more on his eyelid so we thought he had fallen at some point and given himself a black eye. I will state that if it was indeed a black eye that we have no clue how he got it. Another Parents of the Year moment, I guess. However, at the end of the next day all the swelling is gone which means we rule out the black eye thing, right?? I chalked it up to him hating me and wanting to ruin my pictures that day. SIGH. 

Mommy, Daddy and little Quasimodo

He loved his cake that Mommy made him from scratch. Yep, we're fancy.

Lil was helping him eat his cake. Isn't she the sweetest?

Our little Quasi LOVES his Grannie!

His smile just melts my heart in this pic. I believe we have a thrill-seeker in our future.

We were so glad that his girlfriend, Marlee, came to swim with him at his party!

Too much cuteness for one picture! 

That next Wednesday night we went up to the cabin to stay for a couple of days before heading to Hickory for the weekend. Here are a few pics from our adventures from there:

Mase was obsessed with this water table

Early afternoon I went into town to visit with some of my favorite bosses. They were always so good to me and I miss the days where I called HP my home!

Isn't this chunkster just the cutest?!

We walked down to this creek that cabin is on to let Mase play in the water. 

This is right before he started touching all the rocks around him as a "test" to see which ones were sturdy enough for him to climb on. This kid is nuts!

This is when the parents started getting our pregame on to go out into town.... at 9:00 pm. We.are.old.

At our old stomping grounds. I will say that we were the ONLY people in the bar and were officially "those old people." We had a blast though! #parentsgonewild #nobodygoestothebarbefore12 

Friday morning we got everything packed up to head down to Hickory so we could test out Grandma Debbie & Pop Pops new pool! A little background on this pool. I have been waiting for 4 years for them to get a pool. All it took was for us to mention that since Mi Mi & Paw Paw were selling their house and poor Mase wouldn't be able to swim anymore for them to put one in. If this was the case I would have gotten knocked up a long time ago! Grandkids make them gparents crazy and I love it! Needless to say I was beyond excited about the weekend long party that was about to take place. And they did not disappoint! Here are a few pics of our weekend:

He loves his Uncle Tracy!

Mase had so much fun playing on this ledge where he could climb in and out of the pool whenever he wanted. 

The fabulous desserts that we made! Mackenzie and I spent most of Saturday morning making these cake pops which turned out better than the ones that we bought from a cupcake place. And Ms.soon-to-be-future-Mrs. if Chet will hurry up and put a ring on it Abby made some delicious cupcakes and Mase's smash cake. 

We're still working on the whole "blowing out the candle" thing.

Mase is so spoiled by Grandma Debbie! She came back from the store with this surprise water table for his birthday. Thank you so much! He LOVES playing with it. We're still working on keeping the water inside the table, ha.

Mi Mi got him this cute chair with his name on it. He likes to sit in it sometimes but mostly he likes to use it as a climbing block to climb onto the recliner. What is with all the climbing??

Meet our new pets, Katy & Josh from our favorite Grannie D! Mason enjoys feeding them and banging on their cage ;-)

Well friends, that is all for tonight. Mama is beat! I hope to get on here some time later this week to play catch up but... who knows when that will happen. I will try to get better, friends! I hope everyone has a great rest of the week! XOXOXO