Energy to Burn

I don't have the kind of son who sits still.  Most of my photos these days are blurry like above because Palmer is in motion. (Hint, hint: I also need a faster new camera!)

Little man is just too busy and ALWAYS on the move.  Rick and I spend most of our time chasing, chasing, chasing.  And since Palmer now thinks he can run, we are moving faster and faster.

For example, here is a typical one hour in Palmer's world.  (Note: we were at Palmer's friend's first birthday party for this sample hour.)

3:37pm: "Ooooh, I love this water table!  It's so fun!"

3:45pm: "Wait, daddy, forget the water table.  Check this cool pool out instead!!  See, I can get IN it."

3:47pm: Rick, "No, Palmer you can't get in it, but we can look at it from the side."

Minutes 3:48pm thru 3:59pm consisted of going back and forth between the back deck and the pool.  Palmer was pretty sure he could've swam if we gave him a chance!

Look at that face.  He is not pleased that Rick went to retrieve him from the pool, again.

4:00pm: Back to the water table, but you can tell that Palmer now has his eyes on the bigger prize, the swimming pool!  Notice how sweet Harrison is STILL at the water table playing happily.  Love that content kid.

4:06pm: "Wait, what's that I see over there?"

4:08pm: "YEAH, that's what I thought!  A golf course.  Dad, where are my clubs?? I definitely need my clubs."

4:10pm Quick break.  Gotta ditch the hat.

4:14pm Time to go inside.  "Ooooh.  Look at this fun piano!"

4:20pm  "Mom and dad, are you tired yet because I'm not!"

Welcome to my life.  Whew.  I wonder why I even bother working out.  If you can't tell, chasing Palmer does the trick!

-Bethany

Wordless Wednesday

-Bethany

Zoo

My sweet godmother came to visit from Michigan and we decided to round up Gram to visit the zoo.

I had high hopes for the animals from Palmer's board books to come alive right in front of his eyes.  (I mean, we talk about "what does a horse, cow, duck, etc. say" ALL THE TIME!)

What did Palmer enjoy at the zoo?  Giraffes?  Nah.  Too far away.

Elephants?  Nah.  He couldn't get past the pond in front of the elephants.

Tigers?  Nah.  The waterfall was much better.

The fish?  YES!

Well, at least until a school group came to look at the fish.  Then, Palmer thought the kids were way more interesting.

Petting zoo?  Of course!  And you can bet Palmer called the poor chicken a "dog".

Maybe next time Palmer will be curious about the animals, but for now he had a blast with the grass, fence, water, and of course, Gram and GodMary.

-Bethany

Easter

Although last year was technically Palmer's first Easter, the child was a mere few weeks old.  Last year's Easter was a haze of sleep-deprivation and major family adjustment. 

This year was so much fun because Palmer is now big enough to participate in Easter egg hunts.  Palmer comprehends that the eggs need to go into the basket.

However, he does not understand that there are treats inside of the eggs.  When Palmer has enough eggs in his basket, he quickly dumps over the basket and starts again on the refilling process.

Last week, Palmer and I went with some playgroup friends to a sorority alumni hunt.

Palmer liked the petting zoo at the egg hunt and told me all about the "dogs" that he saw.

We also went to a hunt over the weekend at the country club.

"Dad, why are you eating my candy?"

Palmer checked out the bounce house and enjoyed the blow-up until some bigger kids got in and startled him.

Nana joined us on Easter Sunday for church and brunch in the morning:

Our neighborhood is known for its Easter Sunday afternoon parade.  What is typically a block party complete with bounce houses and a DJ turned into a big soggy mess due to scattered showers throughout the afternoon.  Nevertheless, people turned out to cheer on the parade donned with their rain jackets.  We spent the afternoon protected from the rain by a friend's covered porch.

And Scott Taylor out-did himself again this year with another Macy's parade style balloon.  This year's concoction: a golden chocolate bunny.  Rick was one of the parade handlers.

-Bethany

Wordless Wednesday

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-Bethany 

The Toddler

Introducing Mr. Palmer Thomas Jordan, the toddler...

Expert at finding good mud puddles:

Fan of all things dirt:

Master scooter:

Proficient in bounce-houses:

Always accident prone:

And in his freetime, Palmer likes to kick it in his very own chair (with a horrifyingly mis-matched outfit, I must say):

PS This post is brought to you by the iPhone.  Where are your fancy cameras when you need them?

-Bethany

Wordless Wednesday

-Bethany