happy birthday! might as well celebrate..it only happens once a year!

today is my dad's birthday, he turns the ripe young age of 51. i couldn't have asked for a better dad if i tried. :)the first few pictures are of recent but the last ones are from when i was a child and make me laugh and smile every time i look at them. happy birthday dad!

faux hawks & 3 month old

sunday rey and i had a quick photo shoot with baby landon and his new sunnies. he was not a fan but he looks adorable none-the-less. i think he is trying to channel his inner jersey shore. also, his hair is beyond redic what 3 month old has a faux hawk?

bathies & a baby genius

here are some pictures rey took of landon right after "bathies". he loves taking a bath, just kinda lays there and soaks it all in..it is ahhhdorable! :) also there are a few pics of him in his "baby genius" attire which really doesn't need any explanation..he is clearly a baby genius. 

baby genius is pondering life.

flying baby

leaned back with my dog.

clearly bella is the poser in the family. (landon take note)

rough life.

cold feet

Rey and I were out earlier this evening and encountered 3 women in a span of 30 seconds that came up and touched Landon's feet. You can usually sense when these types are approaching, they do the casual neck craning behind you, trying to get a better look into the carseat. Then you hear them whispering amongst each other or to themselves. That's usually my cue to walk away or politely smile and nod. But no, tonight that was not the case. These two women came out of what seemed like no where. It's like they were specifically on a mission to grab some baby toes. The first lady of course said "Oh hi, how old is your baby?" I politely replied "3 months" in hopes that would be the end of the convo. But no. She then replied "My baby is 36 years old, they grow up fast!" Then went in for the kill and grabbed his little toes and exclaimed "Wow his feet are so cold!" Then her friend must have assumed it would be ok for her to grab his feet. She then had the same reaction "Oh my gosh! His feet are as cold as icicles!" Now, if these women had walked by 20 min prior they would of noticed that Landon had shoes on his feet at that time, but if you have a baby you know they will kick them off at any given moment. Anyways, Rey then quickly explained to the women that he did have shoes on but had kicked them off...for some reason we both felt guilty like we needed to explain to these women that yes we are good parents, we do put shoes on our baby, we are not neglectful parents. When really it shouldn't of been any of their business to begin with, last time I checked we live in Florida and it's 100 degrees out, if I don't want to put shoes on my child then that is my prerogative. :) 

The women then hurried off, I'm sure in disgust and are probably discussing how they saw a baby out tonight with ice toes. We didn't even get a chance to discuss these women when another woman came in for the kill. She actually worked at the restaurant and didn't even say anything, just came right up, touched his toes, said how cute he was and was on her way. I kinda found it gross that she would touch my child's feet while working with food. I mean, he has clean feet, but feet are feet especially when handling food. 
I really don't understand why people think it's ok to come up and randomly touch your child or comment on them. We don't do that with adults, so why with children? I'm thinking of starting a new thing...starting tomorrow I will approach a random person and ask them "How old are you? Wow, you are so big/small for your age!" "Wow, you have so much hair, you know that's going to fall out!?" Then just walk off. On that note, I hope you have a great weekend and go out and touch some baby toes...or not. :)

29 going on 19....ish....

I turned 29 yesterday...which semi-freaks me out. I still feel 19 and in my mind I think I still look 25...ish. But, I guess as the saying goes "you are only as old as you feel" which, if that were the case I think that would mean I'm like 80...ish... buut that's a whole other story for a different time. :) This year my birthday was delightful, not because of any gift I received but the time I was able to spend with my family and loved ones (as cheesy and hallmark as that sounds). It was nice to be able to celebrate. This past week marked the first week I went back to work and left Landon with my mom. I'm not going to lie it was super hard to leave him those first few days, I of course cried in the car and Rey looked at me like I was a crazy person. I  mean, I had been with him for the past 10 weeks pretty much non stop so the thought of leaving him scared me.  Of course he is in the best of the best of hands, I couldn't ask for a better situation. My mom adores Landon as any grandmother would and as the days go by it gets easier and easier to leave him. As soon as Rey and I leave him we are in the car asking each other "I wonder what Landon is doing? I sure miss that little guy, I can't wait to see him again."  Anyways, back to the birthday thing...Friday night Rey's brother, Alex came into town from Miami and stayed the night at our house.  It was nice for him to be able to see Landon and to hang out with us for the night.  The next morning we all woke up early. Not that Rey and I really have a choice, Landon pretty much dominates when we decide to sleep. We all went to KeKe's in Winter Park (which has the most delish French Toast I have ever had). Then ventured over to the Winter Park Farmers market, did some shopping and some Starbucksing....I made that word up, feel free to use it at your discretion. Later that night we went for sushi at Amura where Landon chose to have his first melt down in a restaurant...he is usually a super good baby but chose to start screaming in a quiet sushi restaurant seemed about right. In the end a bottle seemed to do the trick and all ended well. :) Onto Sunday...Rey knows how much I love love love cupcakes from Sweet! being the sweet guy he is he drove me allll the way to Waterford Lakes so I could pick out my favorite flavors. Later that evening we went to Vito's Chophouse on I-drive with my parents, my in-laws and brother in-laws. Where they serve you portions so huge not even that Japanese guy who eats all those hot dogs could finish. Also, on a side note, there was a creepy server there that was obsessed with Landon.  At least I'm fairly certain she worked there...the way she kept staring at him and peering her head into his car seat, I honestly thought it was going to turn into one of those Lifetime Original movies where all of a sudden we check the car seat and Landon is gone and she has escaped out the back of the restaurant with my child. Luckily that did not happen and we made it home safe and sound with him. :) Monday, the 22nd was my official birthday which included a little work, a little shopping and the most important thing..hanging out with my two favies, Rey and Landon.  I couldn't of asked for a better birthday. I love being a mom and a wife. They are two of the most rewarding things I have ever done and probably will do in my life. My husband is the sweetest, most kind man in the world. He would honestly do anything for me and for Landon, I  could not be more blessed. At the end of the day getting a year closer to 30 really isn't that big of a deal when you are the luckiest girl in the world.  :)