Da-da

Billy got back from deployment on Oct 7. David kept on pointing out random marines in their uniforms and saying "Dada" before we even saw him. I guess he remembered his dad in his cami's and so every man with that strange haircut and cami's was Dada. When he first saw his dad, though, he was very shy, holding his hands together with his head down. That shyness didn't last long and before long he was having a blast with his dad.

The first couple of days, he would call his dad "Mama" and Billy would respond with "I'm not Mama, I'm dada" over and over again. Well, today, while dada was at work, David came up to me and said "Dada." Sigh...how soon they shift their loyalties. It's actually great, though. It's fun to watch the two of them interact. David's favorite thing is to play cars with his dad. I think it's so funny how he will make such accurate car sounds like engine revving, sirens blaring, and cars crashing, etc but he can't pronounce words as accurately. He's such a boy!

Summer Fun

I've been a bit of a slacker with updating this blog, but I have good reasons. One of them being my lack of patience with uploading and downloading photos. The biggest reason, though, is David. He gets a bit put out when I am on the computer. He starts whining, then he'll pound on the keyboard, making the downloading take much longer than it should. However, thanks to Lana, I figured out how to send pictures from my phone to photobucket and it makes it go faster.



So, to catch everyone up, this is what we did this summer:



Lagoon (the price to get in is ridiculous, even if it's a discount. Seriously, do they think they're Disneyland or something?) Can you tell I'm not a Lagoon fan? I guess that doesn't matter when David had fun.





David and his cousin Kaitlyn on the little kiddy boats. He had fun ringing the bell and I think the pink just becomes him. I think my husband will cringe or is cringing when/as he sees this picture. What do you do, though? Kaitlyn gave up a musical show just to ride with him and since she is the princess, she needed to get in the pink boat.




The little green car is probably more to Billy's taste. This line was the shortest so I let him go on it twice and he even went by himself one of those times. It was kind of bittersweet to watch him drive away from me. Kind of reminiscent of him driving away to college. Unfortunately, I think that time will get here before I know it.


This helicopter ride was funny and sad to watch. He did not like flying up in the air at all. He clung to Nathan the whole time with this scared look on his face. I felt bad for the little guy. He survived, though. Thank goodness for Na-na.




A lot of the summer was spent with me trying to stay awake after a 12 hour graveyard shift. Most of the time, David would get his bat or golf club and hit balls around our living room. Kept him occupied enough for me to try and recharge.




David, Nathan, and Kaitlyn at the mini rivers and water falls in Liberty Park.

Trying to pose for the camera. For some reason, he thinks that tilting his head to the side is a proper pose.

Bear Lake: Should we call this muddy mess a beach? I guess it's as close to a beach as you can get in Utah. Not the real thing, but boy did David have fun sitting in the mud. His bath after was not pretty.

David at Bat

David has been into baseball lately. Whether it's wii baseball or trying hit the ball on the floor with his bat, he never gets tired of it. He'll wake up every morning and if he sees the bat and ball, he'll start whacking away. Look at his stance. Almost perfect, but then he'll lose his balance. It makes me laugh every time.

Excuse the poor quality video. Typical camera phone quality.

My little golfer

I don't know how she does it, but my sister is great at getting David posed and so cute for pictures. He doesn't hold still long enough for me.

Once again, I got this picture texted to me at work and it made the night much more tolerable. Lately, David has been more into playing with balls and so I decided to get him this cute little golf bag and clubs. He has still hasn't grasped the concept of hitting the ball into the hole, but he sure can swing that little club of his. If you are ever anywhere around when he's swinging, make sure you are far enough out of reach that you don't get clobbered. He may be little, but he sure packs a punch!