Trey at 18 months

In keeping with our habit of making this blog an unofficial online baby book for the kids...
And in recognition of the fact that what most of our family really want to see here is pictures and videos of the kids...

Somewhere in the midst of a busy week, Trey sneaked into his 18th month.  I'm not sure if that's a milestone we are supposed to commemorate, but it seems fitting to do so. 

Trey is mischievous, brave, compassionate, and he thinks he's hilarious.  He's tough (anyone with Cosi as a big sister would need to be) and smart (I say that totally objectively, not just because I'm his father). 

Trey loves airplanes and birds, lizard watching, lizard chasing, lizard catching, and lizard tail removing.  He likes puzzles and buckles, Mickey Mouse, blowing out candles, and playing with his sister.  He recognizes a Papa John's pizza box in less than a second, and is convinced that every letter of the alphabet is either A, O, or an airplane (especially Ts and Ys). 

Trey, two years ago you surprised us in a big way.  Ever since then you have continued to surprise and delight us. We love you, big boy!

Trey-by Houdini

Trey broke out of childcare last week.

We were at our final Campus Crusade for Christ conference.  It was designed to help us with re-entry to the USA, which I think we're doing okay with (thankfully).

Trey was in the nursery during our meetings.  Cosi was in the preschool class.  Going into the conference, I was actually worried about our independent Cosi deciding to walk out of her class and jump into the pool.  She thinks she can swim, but she can't yet.  We've already saved her from drowning THREE times.

I should have been worried about our one-year-old.

Somehow, in the midst of parents arriving to pick up their babies, Trey walked through their legs and out the door.  The hotel/nursery door did not open to a hallway, but instead it opened to an outdoor sidewalk that was situated next to the parking lot (scary!)  Trey proceeded to wander around on the sidewalk for a bit, before being noticed by a couple that was staying at the hotel.  Thankfully this couple recognized that one-year-olds should not be outside by themselves and they brought Trey back to the nursery.     

I arrived at the nursery 5 minutes later to pick Trey up.  At that point, nothing was said to me about the incident.

Later that afternoon, the nursery worker called us and told us that she needed to tell us something "serious" that happened.  After she relayed the story (with tears), Rob and I ended up reassuring her that we weren't angry with her and we really weren't.  Accidents happen, but thankfully God protected Trey and gave him a little adventure.

Now, you might be impressed by my calm response, but if I had arrived 5 minutes earlier and found my baby wandering outside, well, I probably would have freaked out.  I strive to be honest, even in blogging.

And, we actually left Trey in the nursery again the next day.  My rationale = Trey will never be so safe in a nursery as he was the day after the "incident." 


 

Do it Anyway

Our sassy Cosi is 100% my daughter. 

Cosi:  "Mom, may I throw this sand?"
Me:  "No, you may not throw the sand."
Cosi:  "I think I'm going to do it anyway."

I thought it was pretty good usage of the word 'anyway.'