SURPRISE!

To our complete and utter surprise we are expecting baby number two in March!! Wyatt will officially become a big brother at a whopping 18 months old. I know, so old right! Although nervous, we could not be more excited about growing our little family. I know Wyatt is going to be the BEST big brother in the whole world, and I cannot wait to see what God has in store for us. 

 This was the last thing I was expecting when I took the test! I had one left over from when we got pregnant with Wyatt so I thought why not take one. There is no way I am pregnant but I am feeling off so this will let me rest easy...Welp looks like I was wrong! 

Kevin was so so sweet and excited! He sent me flowers the next day! 

 Yep this little nugget is going to be a big brother!!!! I feel beyond blessed to get to be a the mommy to TWO precious little ones. My heart is so so full! 

11 months

You have fallen in love this month child…with cleaning supplies. Oh how you love mommy’s broom and mop! As a matter of fact, dusters, sponges, vacuum cleaners, and rags are pretty great as well! You get SO excited when Miss Scarlet (our maid) comes to clean the house because she gets all of them out at once! You literally don’t know what to do with yourself. This month, you have mastered blowing kisses, giving high fives, giving kisses, and waving. You pull up on anything and everything, and if it can be moved it turns into a push toy. Walking on your own, on the other hand, is still not so interesting to you. You have taken three steps on your own but only if you think you are holding onto something. Walking while holding mommy’s finger is so fun, but the minute my hand is gone you sit your little bottom on the ground faster than I can blink! This past month, you got your first black eye!! While in San Antonio for Caroline’s baptism you can Luka had a little run in while playing fetch. But don’t worry, it just makes you look super tough. Mommy on the other hand had to fight the tears when your eye started swelling. I don’t want to think about the fact that you are turning one in a month. There is NO way that 12 months has gone by since I first held you in my arms. In some ways I feel like I have known you my whole life. Daddy and I joke about not being about to remember what life was like before you! Time needs to seriously slow down so I have more time to savor your sweet hugs and kisses!
 

Pool days!

Wyatt't first black eye :( 

This kid could play in water for hours on end. 

My little laundry helper.

10 Months

Oh little one how you have gown! I find myself staring at you daily amazed at how wonderful our God is to have blessed us with you. Your little personality is shining through more and more. You are so so happy and fully of energy. I have never met a little boy as curious as you, or as observant. You literally learn something new every day. You love to wave at us and blow kisses. You know the sound that a puppy makes and love to make the little “woof woof” noise back at me. You have recently started hiding from me in any small space you can fit. Boy do you think it is funny when I find you! Opening cabinets is a HUGE hit, actually opening anything is fun to you. You just can’t wait to see what is behind the door! Your smile is infectious and I find myself staring at you and laughing for hours a day. When I hug you, you pat my back and it melts my heart. Often when we are playing on the floor, you just crawl over to me and climb in my lap just to be close. I cannot begin to describe how that makes me feel. You love to give high fives and have started talking a little! You say momma and dadda, which just melts us! You love going up and down stairs and sliding feet first off of any high place you are on. I have caught you trying to pull up on anything and everything, and you love push toys! You are one LOVED little boy, and I sooo lucky to be your momma. Here are a few pictures from our super fun last month:

 Sitting still for his 10 month picture was just way too hard for this little busy body!

 Playing is just so exhausting!

 Thats one way to get to your toys!

 Mommas little helper...

 Fun at the Children's Museum with is best bud Jack .

 Visits from his favorite lady, Miss Caroline. 

This bald, energetic, curious, smart little boy had completely stollen our hearts! 

Steamboat and the Forth of July

Steamboat is truly like a second home to the Saxe family, and we SO look forward to our little get aways up in the mountains. The summers visits are especially fun, and for the past few years, we have been spending the Fourth of July there, which we especially enjoy! 

 Being the planning momma that I am, I strategically booked our flight during nap time. This would have been awesome if our flight hadn't been delayed 3 hours! So nap time was spent in the airport, which means out little busy body was up up up during our flight! All in all he was a great traveler, and we got there relatively stress free! Thanks you so much to the sweet flight attendants who let us crawl around the drink cart area! 

 Our little family read to enjoy the mountain and the beautiful weather!

 Our little mover.

This view truly never gets old. 

Celebrating the Fourth of July! Rodeo, then fireworks on the lawn! 

 Date night at Cafe Diva. Wyatt man got to stay at the condo with an amazing babysitter that we found up here! 

Wyatt and I on our hike up the mountain. I packed lots of snacks and some water and off we went! I had no idea what I was signing myself up for! I should have took everyone telling me how brave I was for doing this as a warning that this wasn't a leisurely stroll. It was quit the hike to say the least! I was so proud of myself for finishing, and I can honestly say I will do it again!

Wyatt exploring the plane on our way home.  It was such a great trip, and I already cant wait for our next Steamboat adventure!

That did NOT just happen…

Have I said lately how much my husband spoils me? Well if I haven’t, then its time for me to praise him! He works so so hard and provides such an amazing life for us. I feel like the luckiest lady in the whole world to get to stay home with my little man, and that is all thanks to him. To add to that, recently he bought me a brand new car! I cannot tell you how excited this made me! I immediately bought a package to Bubbles Car Wash so that I could get my car washed once a week to keep it extra new looking, I bought special car seat covers to protect the seats for Wyatt’s car seat, and even made Kevin buy the extra car protection plan so that I could get any little spill fixed! Excited is honestly an understatement. When we got home with our new car, I decided that my cars home aka our garage needed to be pretty, clean and shiny to match the pretty clean new car that will be living there. I cleaned out EVERYTHING. This included old paint that the previous owners left. I thought that whatever was put into the trash can would be taken away forever and I would be left with only the cleanest neatest garage on the block…I was wrong. Turns out garbage men do not take paint, so come trash day they took those cans of paint out of the trash and set the right in front of the trash can…directly in the path that I have to pull my car into the garage. If you have never been to our house , our garage is actually behind our house, so you pull into the driveway and then take a right into the garage. It’s a sharp turn, and visibility is poor. So on this trash day, Wyatt and I head home after a nice lunch with friends. I pull into my drive way like normal, open the garage and proceed to pull in as normal. As my car makes its way into the garage I all of the sudden I hear a loud pop, then everything in my field of vision turns white! Panicked I jump out of the car and realize I have run over a can of paint! Not only is my car COVERED, but the entire garage is splatter painted as well…I mean it is everywhere. What happened next was not pretty. I PANIC! Luckily Kevin was home. I run Wyatt inside give him to Kevin and immediately head outside with a bottle of dawn dish soap and start drenching my car in it. The stress of this situation definitely did not look pretty on me. I was short and mean to Kevin, who poor thing was just trying to help me. I was running around like a chicken with my head cut off. Luckily for all involved, the paint came off of my car. The garage, on the other hand, as well as its contents did not get by so unscathed. There is now a lovely layer of off while paint on anything that was in range on that fateful day. So my message to all, do not put paint in the trash can! 

This is the aftermath of the garage. No picture was taken of the car...to much panic for that!