Muscles

We are heading out to Calgary on Thursday morning to visit friends and just get away for a bit. It is Jacob's 3rd birthday on Friday so we are going to take the boys to the zoo that day. Jake is so excited to see all the animals but is quite concerned that they will get out of their cages. I'm not sure why he's afraid...after all, he is REALLY strong!


In preparation for our trip to the zoo, Jake had decided that he wants to "be" the animals.




Watch out animals!

the cute, little patient

A couple of weeks ago, Ethan had to go in for day surgery. He did amazingly well...much better than his mom did, that's for sure! He didn't need any of the pain medication that was prescribed to him and he was back to running around within moments of being back with us. He's such a little trouper. Nothing slows him down. I thought I'd share some pictures from the day. He was so, so cute in his little hospital pj's.

Too big to laugh

We used to read the book "Duck in the Truck" endlessly for Jacob but haven't read it in quite some time. This afternoon, he found it amongst all his stories and wanted me to read it with him. He always used to laugh at the ending of the book. When I was about to turn the last page, I was excited to hear his sweet laugh but it didn't come. He sat, just looking at the book...no laugh, no twinkle in his eye, nothing. I asked him why he didn't laugh and he simply said: I'm big now mom, I only laugh at this silly book when I'm a baby.

Sigh...he's growing up too fast.

A whole new world

I am, what some may consider, computer challenged. I don't twitter, I'm hardly on Facebook and I know absolutely nothing about blogging, but here I am. This blog comes from a lot of "am I being a bad mother" moments. The past while, I have found myself wondering why I am not better at recording the things my boys say and do everyday that make me laugh (or pull my hair out). I am terrible at recording their firsts, thinking I'll always remember them. Well, Jake's only three and I already don't remember a lot of the important things. I'm great at taking pictures but then leave them on the camera. So, the Panko blog is born. Granted, Bree may be the only actual follower of this blog (and she is another major reason to do this), but at least I might move one step closer to being mom of the year (in two little boys eyes at least) and have a record of how lucky I am to be the mommy and wife of three terrific guys.
(pictures will come...promise)

~Saff