Who is this kid

Possum has apparently figured out how to crawl into his " lazy boy" at school for his morning nap. Proof yet again that Becca switches kids on us because he rarely if ever volunteers to nap at home.








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Rock Star

This past weekend, we attended Possum's girlfriend's birthday party at Lake Elizabeth.  Juliet and Possum were scheduled to be born on the same day.  He came a few days early and she came a few days late.  Either way, these little leos know how to have some fun.  My little guy feasted on Filipino BBQ, Puto, Blueberries, Strawberries and Fried Rice.  God, you gotta love these inter-cultural gatherings.  Some shots from the day.

First time in a jumpy house

The theme was Rock Star. 

He looks more Aunt Jemima than Bret Michaels

Juliet and Ethan with their Grammas

First Trip to the Dentist

With Scrumpy, we took him at 2 years old.  At that appointment, armed with a newborn, they admonished us for waiting a whole year to bring him in and glared at us hard as they looked at my newborn and said, "we'll see both of them in a year!" 

I cannot tell you how quickly that year went by!  So we find ourselves at the dentist again, and armed with the knowledge of how traumatic it can be with a two year old, our expectations were set very low. 

While his brother, once again, screamed and cried for most of the visit, including the "let's take a quick digital photo" portion, Possum handled it like most things he does in life, with a smile on his face.  All was good with the six teeth he presented.  And we discovered two more are cutting through, which is probably why he's been so cranky of late.

So another year will pass before we have to go to this bloody appointment again.  In the meantime, we hope all the cookies, candy, and ice cream we give them doesn't do too much damage that neccessitate visits every 6 months!

Smiling in the toy bin (aka baby jail)

Photo of brother screaming for dear life

Photo of Possum, possibly smiling through it all!

Happy Birthday to Me!

August is going to be a very hectic time in the Crossett household for years to come!  Our little guy turned one!  So fast, its mind blowing.  His actual birthday was a weekday, so the celebrations were limited to after work activities.

As a family, we went to dinner and for the first time, Possum got to have his own child's meal!  A true Patrick Crossett son, his birthday dinner was cheese raviolis.  Not only did he eat half the plate (at least six), he nibbled on a piece of Scrumpy's pizza.  When the ice cream and candle came out, he was not shy screaming at us, indicating he knew that was a tasty treat and finish singing already.

Overall, a very good birthday with lots of time for hugs and kisses.

Hungry boy

For such a little guy, Possum sure can eat! A typical lunch is turkey sandwich, string cheese, and blueberries with a milk chaser. More often these days he eats more than brother! I am not looking forward to the teenage years.


Cannot eat fast enough!



Member of the happy plate club!


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