
Welcome to the blog about the life and times of Weston, Tyge and Dani. Where you can follow the in's and out's of the cutest kids you'll ever lay eyes on (in my not so humble opinion).


Overall Weston, Grace and Allison played pretty well together, although there were a couple of fights over dolls and strollers (something totally new and exciting for Weston).
Thank you Chastain Family for inviting us!

He liked the old fire engine the best, probably because he got to ring the bell as he drove along.
We arrived just in time to see the Medi-Flight helicopter land, and stayed long enough to see it take off too. 
Weston is still wearing his fire hat and badge around everywhere (and was pretty disappointed when we made him leave the hat in the truck during church today). Thank you Brownsville Volunteer Fire Department for hosting a great event and for the incredible work you all do!
While Weston was more concerned with other things....
Tyge with his godparents, Julie and David (Danny's brother).
Our parish is pretty small, and Father Fred does an excellent job of making everyone feel welcome. The whole mass was special, as he invited us to join the procession in and out of church, and also referenced Tyge during his homily in the middle of Mass. 
Tyge with his Avo and Ava.
David, Traci, Matthew and Tyge.
Our happy family (couldn't leave out Flo, could we!).
He then moved on to the gravel driveway, where he soon found out that wasn't such a good idea.
We decided to wind down before dinner with a walk, but someone didn't have enough energy to make it back home. I didn't realize I had a double stroller.
Maybe the walk was too much, or I just took too long to finish getting dinner on the table. Amazing how kids can sleep anywhere.
He is also starting to sit up on his own for longer periods of time. Although he's not crawling yet, he is completely mobile....scooting around everywhere.


When Weston decided he wanted out of the trailer and wanted to walk home, I didn't really care. However, as I was trying to slowly ride along behind/next to him, I was kinda feeling like one of those mean trainers, you know, the ones who makes their clients go for a run, while they drive next to them eating a doughnut and screaming mean things.