Tractor talk

I had the chance to play with both boys last Monday for a few hours before dropping them off at Granny Leigh's and going to work. For those that don't know much about cousin Layton, he has really taken off when it comes to language. He has many words in his vocabulary but his favorite word by far is TRACTOR. So when Aunt Amy dropped Layton off, the first thing he saw was Mason's new tractor and he said TRACTOR with great gusto!!

The boys jabbered on and on about the Massey Ferguson. Layton would say a word and Mason would mimic the sound...talking as only those two can. I was very proud of Mason for sharing his tractor with his cousin. He even decided to push Layton around the table.

But a little boy's threshold of patience only lasts so long. I had to separate the two, untangle them and ask Layton if Mason could ride for a while. So how did Layton respond? He wandered around for a minute or so, found Mason's sippy cup of milk and started drinking which led to another untangling session for me. Thank you God for knowing better than to send me twins!!!

Beat the Heat

Mason has developed his strategy for beating the South Texas heat. Nothing like a cold drink and an a/c vent to keep you cool. Imagine my surprise when he got quiet in the kitchen and I couldn't figure out what he was doing. I rounded the corner to this. He was so comfortable, he stayed put and let me capture the moment...what a ham!

Remembering 3 years ago

The world just melted away...the August heat helped with that!!!

We made a promise to take on this world hand-in-hand, and we will forever.

We were so excited to enjoy our honeymoon in Telluride, Colorado. The weather was a refreshing change (hi in the low 80s, low in the 40s). The flight was a memory for all time. Nothing like riding in a 24-seat jet that had to be calibrated by weight...ie they juggled passengers to the left or right to balance the weight on the plane. And the guy that checked us in at the regional airport, also loaded our luggage in the plane as well as directed the incoming air traffic on the tarmac.

Holding on for dear life after the most amazing Jeep ride to the top of Imogene Pass. I look at this picture and wonder why we thought we had to stand on the edge of the trail to take the picture. It was on this trail that I got to experience my first thunderstorm in the mountains. We listened to thunderclaps that rolled for 2 minutes through the mountain range...awesome doesn't come close to describing it.

On our way to Alta Lakes...simply gorgeous! Caribbean blue lakes in the middle of Colorado.

Making our way down Ophir Pass. It was on this pass that I decided I shouldn't drive on the mountain roads. I just don't handle the rock slides like John Paul does.

As we talk about our dreams, we always circle back to this trip. We can't wait to take all of the trails again (Mason in tow) because it was the perfect vacation for us. Here's to many, many more years of great memories as the Blackhill Padgett's.

Late, late night

So last Friday, Mason decided to catch a second, third, fourth and fifth wind before giving up for the night. I guess he was trying to play his way to the other side of midnight. He was outplaying his parents...we had a full-full week and were looking forward to some sleep. After fulling off my socks, Mason decided to show us a new game...SOCK TIME!! Before I get in any trouble with grandparents for the dirty sock on the head, you must know that Mason put that sock on his head and wanted to keep it there. He'd reach up and touch it, making sure it was still there.

JP would put socks on his feet, Mason would remove them, then stick his foot up to his dad in a gesture of "let's do it again". This went on for some time with the ankle socks when I found a pair of tube socks for the boys to play with. Let's just say the pictures speak for themselves.






He was so proud of his new footwear...he walked around the living room, only coming back to one of us for an adjustment. He finally ran out of steam at 11:45, but JP and I stayed up for another 30 minutes just laughing at the imagination of our little boy.