Conan’s 1 year Photos

Here is my attempt at Conan’s first year photos.

Conan’s 1st Birthday

We celebrated Conan’s first birthday yesterday and I’m still in shock. Wasn’t he born like a week ago?

We began our celebration in the morning with a birthday banana muffin. Conan tried to grab the flame, so had to be assisted with blowing out the candle.

Flash forward to that evening. Jonathan came home early so that Conan could have his cake before he had to go to bed. I went with a simple ombre frosting and a sparkler one.

Conan thought that the one was pretty cool and also wanted to grab it.

He actually wasn’t that impressed with his cake. He tried a few bites, but mostly wanted to throw it on the floor.

Lincoln was a big help opening Conan’s presents. Thank goodness his birthday is coming up, too!

A few fun facts about Conan at age one:

-Conan has been boycotting nursing for the last several days. He’s been happy to drink pumped milk, but is not super interested in nursing conventionally.

-He is a wonderful hugger. He will climb up in our laps and wrap his arms tightly around our necks, all of his own volition. It is so sweet.

-He’s a biter. He landed several on my shoulder today and they’re still smarting.

-He is a waving maniac. He will wave at anyone and everyone. The other day I was driving and looked over my shoulder at a stop light to find a truck driver waving back.

-He wreaks havoc on our home in ways Lincoln never did. I’m constantly putting kitchen utensils back in drawers, replacing books on shelves, returning DVDs to drawers and shooing him away from the garbage/toilet/Legos.

-He is so happy. People are always commenting on how much he smiles and laughs. He’s really a wonderful little boy and we’re so happy he’s a member of our family!

Other Christmas Festivities

Agh, it’s already January 6th! Here are the rest of our Christmas pictures.

Lincoln helped make some cookie cutter pizzas a few days before Christmas. You better believe he’s eating a train shaped pizza! (Trains+pizza=heaven on a plate.)

 

On Christmas Eve we made sugar cookies for Santa, per our tradition.

Let’s pretend Jonathan looks like a normal person in these pictures and not the fourth musketeer. Getting rid mustache is the only reason I was happy to have him go back to work.

Conan in his Christmas pajamas. (Notice how there are no ornaments in this picture? They’d all been moved up by that point.)

Putting out the cookies!

The big day! Conan couldn’t be persuaded to open presents, but he did seem to like his toys.

I just loved how Lincoln wrote his name on this tag on one of my gifts.

The boys spent the rest of the day (and everyday since then) playing with their gifts. It was a wonderful holiday!

National Christmas Tree

The boys and I headed into DC to see the National tree, Santa, and Jonathan last week. It was incredibly cold, but even the briskest wind couldn’t dull our enthusiasm.

The trains display was  impressive and Lincoln loved it, of course.

Santa’s workshop was also really cool. We loved seeing the desk where he writes all of his letters and the table where he designs the toys.

Santa himself might have been having a bad day, though. Lincoln wasn’t very interested in talking to him anyway, so we didn’t stick around for too long.

Finally, we met Jonathan for lunch. It’s always a special treat to see him in the middle of the day.

Christmastime at the Temple

The Washington DC temple puts on a “Festival of Lights” every year and it is really lovely. There are millions of Christmas lights and free Christmas concerts in the evening. We sacrificed getting the kids to bed at a reasonable hour and headed out there the week before Christmas. It was a pretty chilly evening, so we quickly took some photos with the temple before heading into the warm Visitor’s Center.

We checked out the display of nativities from around the world before taking our seats to see Paul Cardall (a pianist) perform.

When we went back outside I asked Jonathan to take a picture of Conan and me. The DC temple is sort of our special place since he was almost born there.