The family made a trip to SeaWorld in November it was the boys first time. They say a picture is worth a thousand words…Here’s the Video:
(Note: this Video is approx 16 mins. So you my need to make a bowl of popcorn first.)
I did a post like this on my blog on William’s second birthday. In the middle of a busy autumn schedule for the Bennion Family, Walker’s birthday, though not forgotten, got a little lost in the details. I was thinking about him today as he and his older brother have been spending the weekend at Uncle Neal and Aunt Meleah’s place.
The weekend of his birthday we all made a quick unexpected trip up to Utah because his great grandpa (PaBob) was in the hospital. So we jettisoned plans of a big Thomas the Tank Engine party round the pool and drove through the night to Utah. While we were up there we ate his Thomas the Tank Engine birthday cake that we packed up in one of the Stow and Go compartments in our car. He got his first drum set (which I have a sneaking suspicion won’t be his last). We enjoyed the unexpected opportunity to share his birthday with Grandma Steph and his aunts and uncles in Utah. They spoiled him wonderfully with love and attention and everyone had a grand time.
I love this kid and unfortunately he gets lumped in with Will and not recognized for his unique and wonderful qualities.
I love the way he cuddles… especially with his mom.
I love the way he wakes up and crawls into our bed.
I love that when he smiles it feels like a blast of sunshine.
I love the way his body carries on the conversation that his vocabulary fails to.
I love that in his world everything is a drum.
I love that he would eat pancakes for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
I love the way he asks me for a story.
I love the way he sings (especially his ABC’s – see below)
And most of all I love that he is everyday the wonderful surprise that he has been from the start.
Happy Belated Birthday,
With Love,
Your Dad
The boys and I spent the whole day together today. Shell was off participating in the culmination of her work on the board of the Successful Mothering Convention.
As the boys and I were getting together our things so we could get outside for a bit, Will said something to me that has become something of a catchphrase for him. He told me, as I was putting on his gloves, that his gloves are so nice because they “feel me so warm”. obviously that means that they keep him warm. Warm enough in fact that we go out and throw snow about.
… and you know what our little adventure “feeled me so warm” too (on the inside that is).
