Crosby's Dedication

This past weekend we dedicated Crosby at our church. It is such a crazy busy time of year for everyone and we are not excluded from that. The holidays would be busy enough with three young kids but adding the Christmas production to it all makes it extra insane. So there is little time to reflect but on Sunday morning I woke up and although it was a rush to get out the door in time I took a moment to just be thankful. I have dedicated three sweet boys in the last four years. Three, handsome, smart, lively, funny, and precious boys. We truly are blessed. So although it seems there is never enough time in the day to get it all done I realize that there is always time to just take a deep breath and say, "Thank you Jesus." We have A LOT to be thankful for.

Three Brothers

Nana and Papa babysat the night of grandparents day so Michael and I could go to a school for homeless children that MMCC parters with to take family pictures at a Thanksgiving event the school was hosting. Thank goodness for Marsha taking pictures because lately I have NOT done a good job. She snapped some of the boys and she was even brave enough to attempt to get a picture of all three of them looking at the camera and smiling. Not an easy task.



The boys were singing songs in the bath tub. This is just one of the many.

Grandparents Day

Last Tuesday was Grandparents day at Oliver's school and for this year (it will change next year when Wesley's in school) Oliver had all four grandparents to himself. They had been practicing several songs and poems for quite some time in preparation for their little program and although I did not make it (I figured four people was enough representation from the Fay family that I opted to keep the younger and more squirmy little ones at home with me) I heard it was a fantastic performance. Here a few pictures and a little video from the morning.

With the "Papas"

His class
According to the grandparents his little voice could be heard quite clearly above the rest and he knew all the motions. (they may be a little biased:)

In his classroom!



The sun was pretty bright but this is him and his little buddy Connor. Marsha has NEVER been more proud than when a few minutes after this photo after Oliver had just come down the slide when he attempted to grab Connor to re-take this photo without the sun in their faces. He has definitely learned how to stage a photo from his Nana.
Nana, Papa, and Oli-Mo

Mimi, Papa G., and Oli-Mo
A little video of a portion of the performance:)

Halloween 2011

This year the boys were extra excited about Halloween, especially Oliver. As soon as we mentioned it was time to start thinking about costumes the countdown was on. I am not sure how many times I got the question, "How many days until Halloween?" but I am going to say it was a lot. For this year's festivities we all met up for some Chili at Steph and Stephen's house. Their neighborhood is full of trick or treaters and the houses are close together, which means less walking but more candy. Overall, it was a VERY happy Halloween.

My dad trying to get the boys to eat before the sugar rush.

Papa with Crosby, pre-costume.
Nothing like a bath in the sink in the middle of the kitchen.
Great Papa with little man.
Our little family. Well, I guess it's not that little anymore.
Excited? Maybe? Them with all their loot.

Father and son.

Oliver entertaining Crosby.
His second costume was Woody from Toy Story.

Trunk or Treat 2011

This year was our second or third year to do a trunk at our church's annual Trunk or Treat. We wanted to take advantage of what might be our last year to have everyone dressed in the same theme. I am guessing that next year Wesley is going to want to wear what he wants to wear and not what Oliver wants him to wear:) So this year's theme was Super heroes. And yes, I am wearing a little boys Thor costume. Oh the things we do for our children.

Marsha is gracious enough to volunteer to help run the cookie decorating booth. Bless he heart.
Steph and Stephen did an Aladin themed trunk. Mostly because Stephen is a dead ringer for none other than Aladin himself.
My parents are such good sports and always dress up. My mom is, what she called, "an old lady's version of cat woman." My Dad is, well it's pretty obvious, Ironman.
Oliver was in heaven.
Crosby was baby Hulk. Cutest baby Hulk EVER.


A group shot:)