Blaise's birthday party

Today we met some of our cousins at Brantling (ski place in Sodus). The boys took a lesson and had a blast skiing (even though it was only 18 degrees!) Blaise's ski boots are 2 sizes to big (but the smallest that the ski place owns), so he was carried up and then put his hands on his knees and 'pizzaed' down the hill . . .and then asked to do it again, and again, and so on . . . His instructor got a good workout today!

Ambrose went up the tow on his own and came flying down the hill before barely stopping right in front of the fence (each time I was yelling 'pizza, pizza', he told me later he doesn't like to 'pizza' until the very end, he would rather go really fast down the hill . . .um, yep, mommy's heart is still okay).

We had lunch and cake (strawberry - what Blaise asked for) and thought we were headed home, only to have Blaise ask for more. We ran into his ski instructor that he had the last time we went, Justin, who asked to spend some time with Blaise - so he carried him up the hill and down again. Meanwhile, Ambrose was flying down the hill. Needlessly to say, two boys were snoring on the ride home in the back seat!

special present from brother

Special cards were made and presents were wrapped for Blaise's birthday, he just turned 3! I'm not sure where the time went . . . it seems like yesterday I was on the phone with my mom saying 'oh, hold on I'm having a hard time breathing'. And then rushing off to the hospital to meet Blaise 6 weeks early at 4lbs. 7oz.

He has come a long way! He wants to do what his big brother is doing . . . learn his alphabet, colors, shapes and count. They sing together, play together, read together, giggle together and fall asleep together. Blaise has such a smiley, laid back disposition that is exercising his want for independence. He likes to zip his own jacket but has no interest in going on the potty. If Blaise wants to do it he will otherwise he is content just to smile and ask for help. Oh yes, ladies he has the looks to melt your heart.

Next week we are taking Blaise skiing (or 'kiing' as he says it) at Brantling for a get together with some family for his birthday. Here he has received a wonderful present from his brother (really it just cracks Damian and I up as to what Ambrose wrapped for him) . . .