Happy Birthday Peanut!

My baby is five today!

I honestly can't believe it! Kyle and I spent last evening looking through his baby pictures and I decided to blog them so all of our friends and family can see how far he's come. It made me so happy to think back on the overwhelming thoughts and feelings we experienced on the day of his birth. At 39 weeks, I went in for my check up and they found that my stomach had shrunk 2 centimeters. This sent up a red flag, so they immediatley took me in for an ultrasound and found that his cord was failing. We were so worried and so scared that after 9 months of anticipation, we could leave the hospital empty-handed -

as you already know, our story had a 5 pound 15 ounce happy ending named Kortland, and we honestly have not taken a day for granted since. I love this shot of him sleeping in the sunshine trying to get the yellow out! I obviously also love pretty much every picture I've ever taken of him (as evidenced by the gratuitous slew of pictures posted to this blog!)

I just wanted to say

happy birthday peanut!

We are so happy you're ours.

Paint monster

He "watched" a lot of football with his Papo and Uncles

when he was a little peanut!

Meeting Papo for the first time.

Hanging with daddy on his Blessing Day

September 7, 2003

Kort and Sitka

Two of Papo's favorite things


HALLOWEEN

(as you all know, I'm a Halloween nut - so here are a few of the costume pics I could find!)

Dinosaur and Punk Rocker

Woody

With his friends at Pumpkin Festivus

Bat Girl, Bat Boy and Batman

Karate Kid - at Jack and Grace's Halloween Party

Skeleton - Trick or Treating with Denali and Tyson

Kortland's Blessing Day

Back from one of his many walks in Ferron with Papo

Eating Watermelon on the Fourth of July

My all-time favorite picture of Daddy and Kort.

He was just studying Kyle - taking it all in.

"Watching" football with Uncle Trevor. Kortland was born just a few weeks before Trev left on his mission, so Trevor made an extra effort to spend as much time with his little buddy (who he called Dug-Dug) as he could before leaving. He would show up at our house, take the kid in his arms and plant himself on the couch for hours at a time. It was the most precious thing ever and it meant the world to me that my parents and brothers and sister (in-law) Nancy showed him so much love. I also have some amazing pictures of Kortland with his Uncle Drew (who was on his mission at the time of Kort's birth) but I cannot find the CD that has them! Sad, I know, now my blog will only have 2,000 pictures.

Oh yummy little naked peanut!

Me and my bubs.

Papo came around A LOT too!

Giddy-up!

Leaves

BUDDIES

Grace*Kort*Jack

The Three Amigos!

These kiddies were born 8 days apart! It was such a huge blessing to go through my pregnancy with someone as amazing as Kristen! "Babies" were all we talked about -which would have driven any normal person crazy (and understandably so!) So we were lucky to have each other. WE personally didn't think it was at all wierd to sit around her living room all day eating whatever delicious goodies she had baked that day and looking at maternity/baby/nursery/gadget catalogs and taking turns reading about "what our babies were doing this week" (i.e. growing fingernails, losing the creepy little tail thingy, you know the drill - most of you now have a box that shows all that stuff right on your own lil' blogs these days!) Anyway - good times.

Should I put R. Kelly's "I Believe I can Fly" song on my page to give these pictures added effect? Would that move you? I don't know, I'm pretty sure it would make me throw up a little in my mouth, but I could give it a try if some of you might fancy that sort of thing.

Hello eyelashes

Mmmmm Superior Dairy Icecream in Fres to the hizzzzzno!

Grammy and Papa - meeting Kort for the first time.

Can you say "Two of the most amazing people to ever walk the earth?"

Yeah, I say it a lot. Like, every time their names come up :)

Chillin

I love dressing my white-bread kid up like a hoodlum. Sorry.

Jeeuuuuuuuust in case you didn't notice how cute it was the first time.

Kort's 2nd Berfday.

Paint Monster Part Deux

Swimming at Garden Park

Spazzing out on the couch

Visiting Daddy's old stomping grounds on the outskirts of Fresno.

I'm sure Kortland will remember it fondly.

I love his little ski-slope nose.

I took these pictures for our Pumpkin Festivus Invitation one year. He is such a poser.

Kort and Papo at "the beautifullest water" (as he liked to call it). This is one of his favorite places to visit in Ferron. (It's the stream outlet at the bottom of Milsite - freaking freezing, but full of golfing treasures...)

Fourth of July

He was such a ham during the

F*i*r*e*w*o*r*k*s

Karate Kid Demonstration

Somebody had a liiiittle too much candy during Pumkin Festivus

I think I might win the prize for longest blog post EVER - so sorry, but I got a little carried away.

Hope we see all of ya'll this Saturday for the Party!

Happy Berfday Bubba!