Like most people, Memorial Day weekend is our official kick-off to the summer, usually symbolized to us with the opening of the pool and a trip to the lake house. Palmer experienced both for the first time.
"I'm ready for the pool. Stop taking pictures and let's get this show on the road."
Palmer was a little confused as to why the "big bath tub" was a lot colder than he anticipated.
"WAIT, I'm not so sure about this."
I love that the kiddie pool is completely shaded. That will make things a lot easier this summer.
Then, we headed out to the lake house to visit G.G. and Pops.
And Memorial Day wouldn't be complete without a BBQ. Aunt Samantha hosted us for a feast.
We went to the doctor today for the two month check-up and shots.
Height: 23.5" (75th percentile)
Weight: 12 lbs, 7 oz (70th percentile)
Head: 37.5 cm (10th percentile)
(PS Only in America do we measure height in inches and head size in centimeters. I'm just saying...)
I asked Rick to join us for the visit because I couldn't handle the shots. Rick held Palmer's hand while I turned away and cried when I heard Palmer's screams. (I wish I was joking; Rick thought I was nuts.)
Then, Palmer had a birthday party at the afternoon Rangers game. Unfortunately, he was drugged up on Tylenol after the shots and too drowsy to enjoy the game.
The big day capped off with a reading of Thomas The Train. (I know what you are all thinking: "This guy really knows how to party!")
It's sometimes a challenge for me to know how to play with the baby. Our play sessions usually involve a lot of watching and encouraging Palmer to learn about his surroundings on the play mat...with Boston very nearby to make sure everything is okay.
Here is a typical morning in the Jordan household:
Six weeks into the season, we finally made it out to the ballpark for a baseball game. My office has prime real estate with a suite almost behind home plate so needless to say, Palmer was completely spoiled and experienced his first game in style.
"What do you mean I'm too little to get out there and play with the big boys?"
The great Pandora radio has a station called "Lullabye". This is genius because Rick and I almost always have our iphones somewhere on our bodies. Now, we can whip it out and dial up the Pandora app to play the soothing station when we are trying to put Palmer to bed. I love technology. And I love free lullabies. :)
My sweet brother has gone above and beyond and I just had to share...
We didn't name Palmer after Arnold Palmer, so it was a coincidence that the Arnold Palmer Invitational golf tournament fell during Palmer's birthday. My brother had a photo of Arnold Palmer and this year's winner framed and signed. It now proudly hangs outside the nursery.
My mother-in-law said it best when she said that Mother's Day will become my new favorite holiday. I'm not a big birthday person (I mean, what did I do to earn a birthday celebration? I was just born. Let's celebrate my parents who did the work instead.) This year, Mother's Day has taken a whole new meaning for me.
First, MY mother was married on Friday night. Although I don't have any pictures of the actual bride and groom or the ceremony (those are on a different camera that is now on the honeymoon), here are a few family shots. Palmer was a great ring bearer and remained calm thru (almost all of) the ceremony.
Cousin Kalee meets Mr. Palmer:
The party was rocking way after Palmer's bedtime, so he changed into his jammies and kept partying with Holly.
On Mother's Day, Palmer gave me the best gift of all and slept in until 8am (a first). (He was up at 5am, but who is counting?) Then, daddy and Palmer made an elaborate breakfast.
In the evening, we went to friends for a BBQ where Palmer met his first cat:
He was completely shocked by it:
And on a parting note, am I a bad mother if I leave my son outside on the back porch to nap? Palmer sleeps best outside and sometimes desperate times call for desperate measures.