Around here, Thursday is technically trash day. It’s the day Trevor and I wait by the window to watch those big trucks roll up and those cool mechanical arms lift the cans. But around our house, every day is trash day. I’m a lot like my daddy and want things neat and tidy. If something’s not in the right place, I consider it trash and run it on over to the trash can. This week mommy’s found a bowl, Trevor’s socks, random toys and a few other gems in the trash. Guess we’ll know where something went if it’s missing. (Mommy’s wondering if Daddy’s slipping me cash to teach her a lesson…I’ll never tell.)

I’ve been seeing a lot of boys around the neighborhood riding without training wheels (namely, you guessed it, Drew) and I feel like the time has come for me to give it a shot! Daddy had a great idea. He got my old bike out of the attic and took off the training wheels and pedals so I can get used to balancing. I’m doing pretty well thanks to many, many hours of scootering, but boy are my legs exhausted! This growing up thing is hard work.

In case you haven’t heard, my mommy had a huge event for work last week. Huge. Oh, you have heard? Like 100 times? Yeah, me too. There was one cool part of her being sooo busy. Our friends planned a dinner to entertain us (guess they weren’t sure Daddy could hack it on his own) and it ended up being a backyard camp out! So I checked off my first (non-family) slumber party and first camping experience in one night. (It still counts if your Daddy sleeps over with you, right?) Mommy got home just in time to stick around the house with Connor so Daddy and I could venture out to the wild, wild west of Drew and Paige’s backyard. Thanks for the great night, friends!
PS- Guess why there are no pictures. Ding, ding, ding…Mommy wasn’t there!

I’m afraid my ability to skateboard can’t quite live up to my desire to skateboard. But that doesn’t stop me. I still gear up, beg my parents to pull me until they can’t pull anymore, then I give up and just ride on my stomach. I still look cool, right? No? Hmm…

My mommy and daddy have been dreading this day since I was a week old. Today I had to have some pretty icky, painful tests. And if they didn’t go well, I would either have to have surgery or my folks would have to potty train me. Both options equally horrified them. But the good news is, I outgrew my VUR (kidney reflux)! The doctors didn’t think it would happen, but I’m not really your average guy. So goodbye to my daily dose of antibiotics. I’m done with icky tests, done with icky medicine and ready to get into some new trouble!

…and our neighborhood. We had yet another wonderful Fourth of July! The fun began with juice (though the parents’ juice seemed to have a little extra something, something) at Drew and Paige’s, then donuts and bike decorating with our neighbors, followed by a police escort around the neighborhood. And that was all before lunch! Daddy and I decided to make a day of it, so we stayed at Drew’s for lunch, “rest” time, dinner AND fireworks. Crazy fun, right? Right! We were all so excited for the fireworks, but when the time came, the noise was a bit much. We decided to all snuggle in and watch them from the back of the car. Yay, freedom! Yay, friends!

These cherries are ginormous! Did you go to the ginormous aisle to buy them?!

Have I told you about how great my cousins are?! (Yes, my cousins, I’m not so fond of sharing them with my pesky little brother.) Well, they came to visit for a few days and it was spectacular! We went to the Aviation Museum, picnicked at Stanford, played on my water slide, went to the park and just had a great time. I was so happy to have them here, I even attempted to sleep with them one night, but that didn’t last too long. Just long enough to giggle through story time, which was just enough. When we said goodbye I just cried and cried because I was already missing them. Can’t wait to see you all again soon! Love you!

Happy belated birthday, Nana! We’ve had a looong week and haven’t been willing to get on the phone, but we’re thinking of you and sending lots of love your way. We’ll make up for it with lots of hugs and cuddles when we see you soon. (I will, at least…we all know Trevor’s a bit squeamish about getting mushy.)

Imagine…balloons, streamers, Princess hats/plates/napkins, purple star confetti and us. That’s what Mommy woke up to on her special day. We had fun relaxing and hanging out together and she had fun relaxing and hanging out at the nail salon with a couple friends while we napped. After a yummy dinner where the rest of the family enjoyed burgers and sweet potato fries (and I ate ranch and ketchup with a spoon), we had ice cream sandwiches and sang. It was a great day!