Remington James :: 5 Years Old


Y’all, at 3:13 this morning, my baby turned five. I cannot believe it.

This once ten pound 4 ounce newborn has grown exponentially into such a handsome, silly, fabulously imaginative young man.  He loves his stuffed animals, that he refers to as “pets”, and treats them with a loyalty that I envy.  He has recently learned how to shoot a basket with his brother and knows the exact number of shots he’s made AND one hundred percent has to run in and tell me about each and every one.

He has started to test his boundaries a bit, getting more feisty by the day, hour, minute… but his moments of sweetness still outweigh the harsh… I think… ha ha ha!

This little boy, man he wears his heart on his sleeve.  He feels alllllll the feels and definitely lets everyone know what kind of mood he is in.  I always have to remind him that he is in control of how he wants his days to go, how he wants his friends to treat him (by treating them kindly and with respect), and that he will always get back good from others when he gives good to them.  Now, he does not understand this concept in its entirety but we are working on it every day.  Teaching more empathy, when he hurts someone regardless of if it’s on purpose or by accident, just asking “Are you ok?” can alleviate so much pain that he may have caused.  Usually I have to remind him to ask if his buddy or brother is ok after an outburst of emotions, but guess what y’all?  Today, I heard him say it all by himself, and I was no where around where he felt he HAD to do it… he had no idea I could hear him!  That was a proud moment for me.  He’s a tough cookie.

I mentioned above that he is imaginative, oh my goodness (!!) he is SOOOOO imaginative.  He absolutely loves to create and pretend.  He can build big buildings with those magnet things, do y’all know what I’m talking about?  And he creates rooms for all of his little animals and “patios” and “balconies”, “windows” and a “chimney for Santa”!!  I mean, I had dolls and barbie dream homes, but I didn’t really have to create the homes.  He makes these things that are in his head and I find that so fascinating, probably because I am the least creative person on the planet.  I wish I had more of that.  Anyway… he’s a special guy and I look forward to watching him grow and learn even more.

My baby, Remington,

Gosh, my heart, I feel everything you feel.  I never want you to think that being passionate is a bad thing.  It’s SUCH a good thing!  I love how sentimental you are and I know you will learn to control those feelings as you mature.  

You are the cutest little thing.  Starting to worry more about your appearance,  you go into the bathroom, grab the hair detangler and comb and fix your hair when you want to look “handsome”.  I adore when you run out and ask me first how handsome you are.  I absolutely love when you bring home your school folder and there are drawings that you made in it with “mom” and “Remy” with lots of hearts all over.  You are such a great drawer and colorer!  Always taking your time, being careful to stay inside the lines.  

You are doing so well in school, learning all the things, and making so many friends!  You are such a great travel buddy- always ready for an adventure!

I cannot wait for your birthday party next weekend so we can celebrate how wonderful you truly are.  You make everything in life more fun (and interesting- always keeping me on my toes) just being you!

Happy 5th Birthday, Sweetheart!  

I love you with all of my being,







Remington James :: Two Years Old

Y’all, today my baby is two.  I cannot comprehend how time is blowing by me, wasn’t it just the other day that we were heading to the hospital to deliver him?  And it’s not like it’s his first birthday… it’s the second.  He is not crawling anymore, he no longer wakes up in the middle of the night crying out for me, he doesn’t need me to feed him… my baby is growing up and I’m getting the mama blues over here.

This little boy is running into the terrible two with a vengeance.  He is rough and destructive like a tornado and will destroy anything in his path.  He throws temper tantrums and can cry with alligator tears on command.  He should really take up acting.  But then, with the flip of a switch, he can be the sweetest little angel killing you with those big eyes and wide, teethy grin :).  Oh, and boy is he smart.  He knows almost every letter of the alphabet and numbers to 10.  He mimics everything that Husband & I do.  He picked up the phone in our hotel the other day and started blabbering off a bunch of gibberish, pausing between some words as if the other end was talking back to him, then he would say “bye bye” and slam the phone down.  It was so funny!  He loves to do everything that big brother is doing.  If brother is playing trains, he wants to (destroy) play trains, if brother is jumping on the trampoline, he wants to be on it with him, if brother is brushing his teeth, he wants to brush his too.  Not sure if Bennett is crazy about the constant shadow around him, but he tolerates it to some extent.

My Remy James,

You have no idea how much I adore you.  Every single thing about you is absolute perfection and you bring thousands of my smiles to my face all day long.  I have no idea what I did so great in life to be blessed with your presence, but I feel like the luckiest mama in the world to have you.  Your smile lights up a room, your giggles make hearts melt, your little waddle run… I never want it to go away!!  Of course, I wish you would eat more, and whine less, but I know that this phase will also pass and someday I will have to get a deep freezer in my garage to hold all the food you and big brother will consume and I won’t be able to keep it stocked.

I know you are going to do such great things in this world, at least based on your fun loving personality ;), and I cannot wait to see it!  You are so outgoing and friendly to everyone you come in contact with, you like to make people laugh or at least you like to laugh at yourself while trying to make others laugh, you are precious in every way.  You light up my life like the sun.  This Mama loves you to the edge of a galaxy and back, and nothing will ever change that.

Your forever number one fan,








I read a quote the other day, “As you grow up your priorities change. Nights out are swapped for nights in, your circle gets smaller and games, drama, and partying every weekend just aren’t entertaining anymore.  You get to a point when it’s quality, like your career, your relationships, your home, your family and YOU! You want quality now.  Something that’s yours, something real, something you can grow, something you’re proud of.  As you grow up you want a future, not just for now.  As you grow up things change, YOU change… and you start to like it that way.”

What a difference a year can make.  Happy to meet you thirty-one… you can stick around for a little bit.