I've seen this picture many times. It is the picture I usually identify with "The Weber Boys." This was used for my Grandparents Christmas card in 1963. That little baby there in the Santa Suit -----> that's my Dad. And yes, he is for sure the youngest brother.
Front: Grandpa Bill, Grandma Glo and my Dad
Back: Bruce, Denny, Terry & Jeff
This picture was taken in 1986. The Santa Suit was 23 years old and I was just 5 weeks. Thats me with Glo.
These pictures were taken yesterday. The Santa Suit is 49 years old (wow Dad, you're getting old!) and my little munchkin is 14 weeks. Somehow I can't find the picture of Asher in the little Santa Suit - but I know we took one!
Asher's teacher Miss Vercler texted me this picture yesterday morning and it said
"I'm coming back!"
This made Mama feel SO much better! How awesome of his teacher to do that, she knew I was having a hard time with him going to school. Then his sitter texted me and said that he got off the bus fine and said that he had fun. I called him at lunch and he said he had fun and liked his teacher. I'm so glad that he seems to like school already!
But when it came time for him to get on the bus this morning there was some major kicking, screaming and tears. I felt like such a bad Mommy for just stepping down and leaving him on the bus like that. It was awful. So I've got my fingers crossed that once he calmed down this morning everything was good again.
Today is Asher's first day of Pre-K! But please don't call it Pre-K or even school. According to Asher he is going to College... just like Uncle RJ. He told The Sister he was gonna drink milk and sweet tea there :)
This morning didn't go great - but it didn't go as bad as I thought it would. I ended up staying with him for about 45 minutes before I left without him noticing. I just hope he didn't majorly freak out when he realized I was gone. I still can't believe that I have a child going to school.
When I got pregnant with Asher it was all "oohhhh I'm having a baby!" and that's all I thought about. This time when I was considering getting pregnant again I didn't just think about having a "baby". I realized that that baby would someday turn into a toddler so I thought a lot more about if I was ready. Everybody loves a baby but it takes a lot of patience to have a toddler. Kind of like how everyone wants a puppy but those puppies turn into dogs... make sense? And no, I'm not really comparing my kids to dogs.
Well I might have had the foresight to realize that baby #2 wouldn't be a baby forever but never had I thought about the fact that I would have to someday send one of my children out into the cruel, cruel world and into school. OHMIGOD. Buses? Bookbags? Seriously? He's just a baby!
One of the things I love about living in the house that I grew up in are things like this. I was able to take Asher's first day of school picture in the exact same spot as mine..... with the exact same car!
Papa brought the '55 Buick down so Asher could have his picture taken just like Mommy
And yes, I sent him to school on the first day in his Popejoy shirt with his name on it. I did this because I know he would be too shy to tell them his name!
I hope he has a great first day! His teacher promised to email me to let me know how it went.
Its funny that Asher calls school College because when I was pregnant with Asher the Asher Roth song "I Love College" came out.... although I think this is a little more along the lines of what Uncle RJ is doing at school :)
On Sunday August 5th you were baptized! We were so happy to have our family there to share your special day.
You were so excited you slept through the whole thing
We chose Milissa (Aunt Lissa) as your Godmother. Not only is she one of my best friends but she's been with me through some pretty important times in my life. She was with me the day I brought Boo home from the flea market, she was there the day Mommy and Daddy got engaged and she was in our wedding exactly one year later. I know you will always have friends in your cousins Ashlyn and Brody and a great Aunt and Godmother in Milissa.
And we chose your Uncle RJ as your Godfather. Although he is young, immature and a real pain in the ass he loves both you boys very much!
Ooops - guess I should check my settings before I hand off my camera.
You looked so handsome that day and Mommy & Daddy were so proud :)
You are 3 months! Where has the time gone?!?! Mommy honestly can't remember what it was like before you were here. You have fit right into our family and everyone loves you so much.
You are finally smiling! Although you do make us work for it. I'm starting to see your personality develop and I think you are going to be my laid back little boy.... and a Mama's boy.
You have been sleeping through the night since 6 weeks and continue to do great! Mommy had to go back to work this week so you're adjusting to being with your sitters. I miss my boys so much during the day.
You are a big boy! When we saw Dr Bash 2 weeks ago you were 14 lbs 13 oz and 24 inches long. Aunt TeeTee and I weighed you last night and you're now weighing right at 16 lbs! You've had a pattern of gaining about a pound every 2 weeks! You are wearing a size 2 diaper and are in mostly 9 month clothes! Thank God your Meme went out and got you a bunch of 9 month summer clothes because you're jumping way ahead of your brother at this age.
Mommy is still breastfeeding! I pat myself on the back almost daily for this - especially every time I have to hook up to that dreaded pump at work. We are doing much better than me and your brother did - I think I'm more confident and comfortable this time around.
Speaking of Dr Bash, when we went to your appointment he was pleased to see that you were "thriving" and he thinks you're going to be just fine! He has high hopes that the small hole in the wall will close before we come back in about 3 months and that your valve will either get better on its own or never get any worse.
You are such a joy to me and our family and I can't wait to watch you grow up - just don't do it too fast
One of the last weekends in July we decided to go camping and boating. Mom and Dad had just bought a motor home and Dustin hadn't really been able to use the boat all summer. We loaded up and went down to Clinton Lake on a Friday afternoon. We had a nice relaxing night.
Asher played in the rocks with his dirt bikes
Adler just hung out
The next morning everyone but me and Adler loaded up to go boating
Asher was a big help getting it ready
Can't you tell?
My weekend was cut short however because I came down with mastitis, again. If you've never had this - you are so freakin lucky. For some reason I was blessed with having it 3 times within the first 9 weeks. I was fine when I woke up Saturday morning but then I noticed that my legs and butt were really sore. By the time I met everyone for lunch I was starting to feel really sick. Its like having the flu - body aches, head ache, fever, chills and a sore boob. I texted Dr Austman and she was able to call me in an anti-biotic that afternoon. The Sister was nice enough to run to Pontiac and pick it up so Adler and I set off for home. Grandma Jane met me there so she could take care of Adler for me. It was a LONG night. Thankfully the worst of it only lasts about 24 hours.
** Update - Since I published this post just a couple of hours ago I have realized that the unthinkable has happened.... Yes, I have mastitis again. For the 4th time. I got it at 3 weeks, 6 weeks, 9 weeks and now 12 weeks. Lord help me. At least my Dr is cool enough to just call me in something at this point. I asked her a couple of weeks ago what I could do to prevent it. She said nothing - some people are just prone to it. Lucky Me **
Well the day has finally come. The past 12 weeks have gone SO fast. Although I love my job and the girls that I work with it was still hard to tear myself away from my boys this morning after 3 months of togetherness. It is a little easier than it was with Asher just because I know what to expect and I know that the people watching them will take good care of them. BUT that doesn't mean that I didn't bawl all the way to work and a little bit when I got here this morning. Just hoping the day goes fast and then I'll have the weekend with my loves!
Mommy & Bubba. Asher refused to have his picture taken this morning.
Hi, I'm Tess. I've been married to Dustin for 5 years and we have a 3 year old son named Asher and our Little Guy Adler arrived in May 2012. I'm a working Mommy who loves to spend all her free time with her little man. I love to read and have a new found passion for photography. In my spare time I like to blog about our lives - you never know whats going to happen around here!