Daddy's boy

There has been a definate shift in Tonys attitude-he is all about Daddy! He used to request me for every little task but now I am only good for baths and bedtime snuggles. If Jon is in the garage, so is Tony. If Jon is watching TV so is Tony. If Jon is vacuuming or doing ANYTHING here at the house, well you get the idea. And if he isin't here I will be asked no less than 20 times an hour where Daddy is. We temporarily have two cars and if I have to drop him off or pick him up he is immediatly is asking why I am there and bursts into tears. If I am sitting on the floor playing with him and Jon walks in the room, he jumps up and begs him to come and play. I know some women who might get their feeling hurt, but it actually makes me so happy to see their bond. They have always been close but now Tony thinks Jon is alot more fun than me an I'm ok with that.
So to up the Daddy's cooler than me quotient. Jon built a sandbox this weekend, and I have never seen a pile of dirt make someone so happy. He did the complete giggle hot dog happy dance! Jon let Tony help build it, drill in some screws, and fill it with sand. So all day Saturday he kept telling me that Daddy AND Tony build a sandbox. This afternoon when he woke up from his nap,I asked if he wanted to go to the park, and he beelined it past me with his trucks in tow and sad "No, sandbox". My next post may be ranting about all the sand thats in my house but for now I will sit and watch Tony play (with Daddy) in his sandbox

Tonylove

Since I was shamed into writing a new entry I'll give an update of that past month... j/k I truly intended to post new things every couple of weeks but time evaporated.

So we celebrated Tony's birthday at McDonalds and let me just say it was chaos! We had the slowest McD worker you have ever seen I wanted to jump behind the counter and slap the cheeseburgers together for her. So 45 minutes later when the food was delivered I went ahead and asked for the cake and she said "already?" So another 45 minutes later she was able to find a lighter and we were singing Happy Birthday to a wide eyed little boy. I thoght 3 was a little young to host a birthday party but watching the joy on his face was so heartwarming. He really felt special and he is.

                                

Making guac for our taco tuesday.

Tony is my big helper in the kitchen. Almost everynight he pulls up a stool next to the stove and asks if he can stir or add ingredients. He eats or licks everything including sticks of butter, garlic, uncooked pasta... I like the fact that he is not afraid to try anything but I have to be careful where I put the raw meat! But his favorite thing to help with is anything dough. Pizza dough, bread dough, whatever he loves rolling it out, and of course eating it raw. He likes to make cresent rolls, first he loosly rolls them up and they sort of resemble a cresent but then he smooshes them into  lump that looks like a pile of ____ they aren't pretty but he's facinated to sit in front of the oven and watch them bake. (and we eat every last bite of them) When he's in the kitchen the mess is bigger than normal but I actually dont mind sweeping up the pile of flour. It's my time to bond with him after not seeing him all day.