Mr. Popular

Trey attended not one, not two, but THREE birthday parties today! All of them were a lot of fun. At the morning party, Trey even got to ride a pony! He sat up there like a big boy with no help from Mommy or Daddy (even though we were both right beside him just in case). Unfortunately, Mommy neglected to bring her camera, so we don't have pictures of the fun day. But we promise it was a very fun day!

Poor Trey is exhausted after all of the excitement. He was hardly able to nap in anticipation of the afternoon parties, and to top it off, Mommy and Daddy drug him to dinner with friends later that evening and kept him up past his bedtime. I hope he'll be in a good mood for Mother's Day!

More teeth!

Trey has two new cuspids now -- both on the top. He is filling in the gaps! He has been chewing on everything in sight lately and is particularly attracted to skinny, straw-shaped objects. I guess those help him get in there to really put pressure on the gums.

He's also getting better about letting us brush his teeth. Sometimes he will grab the toothbrush and insist on doing it himself, but he doesn't really know what he's doing yet.

Trey is ahead of the teething curve, as usual, so we can expect those bottom cuspids any day now.

Trial Update

Mommy went to trial on Monday and the judge loved her. He granted her all kinds of motions and was very impressed with how prepared she was. He loved her so much that, after the other side did his jury examination, the judge declared a mistrial! So, Mommy didn't actually get to try her case this week. But, it's good news, since now the judge wants Mommy to file a motion to dismiss the case (long story, and you'd probably have to be a lawyer to fully understand...). Also it meant that Mommy still got to see a lot of Baby Trey this week, which is always good.

Crocodile Hunter

On Tuesday of this week, Trey wore his safari vest to school. Daddy Tom picked it up for him in South Africa before Trey was even born! It finally fits. Instead of taking a morning nap (Trey dropped that one a long time ago), Trey decided to wrestle with crocodiles, a la Steve Irwin. His teachers captured it with a picture.

Busy Mommy

There are very few things that can ever keep Mommy from leaving the office in time to pick Trey up from school on a given day. One of things, however, is a federal jury trial. It just so happens that this week, Mommy has one of those. For lawyers, federal jury trials are exciting, relatively rate opportunities. For mommies, they're evil things that steal your time away from your precious children. Alas, Mommy is giving into her job this time (really she has no choice - the federal judge probably wouldn't be too happy if she left trial early), and probably won't see much of Trey this week (which means she'll have a very similar week to lots of other women attorneys she knows . . . but that's a different story). Daddy is really stepping up and helping out with primary caretaker duty despite his own trial looming on the horizon (May 6!). And Mama C and Aunt Kacie are also helping lots with pick-up this week.

Daddy, for starters, is taking Trey to the doctor tomorrow morning to see about his cough. Trey has a cough that just won't go away! We hope it's nothing major but it's time to do something about it once and for all. The little coughs just break our hearts, as well as the hearts of Trey's teachers. And, as someone who has struggled with a chronic cough of her own, Mommy feels especially badly for Trey.

Next weekend, Daddy will be out of town for his BFF Trey's charity weekend (a.k.a bachelor party), so Mommy will have ample opportunity to make up for lost time while Daddy is gone.

Ball player...or musician...or both?

I think I have written before on here about Mommy and Daddy's little joke about the prediction they have with their children: Because Daddy is so athletic but not very musically inclined, and because Mommy is a talented musician but pathetic at sports, they have joked that they will have one child who is good at everything and one child who is good at nothing. We all know that, in reality, the dominant genes will win out and the Edwardses of Houston will have all dream children, but for now, we are left to wonder.

Trey, it seems, is on the path to greatness in both categories. Now that he is a master walker (and an almost-runner), he has started becoming more and more into throwing balls. He likes to pick up big balls and bounce them, and he'll pick up tennis balls and throw them. We are told he is the best thrower in his class! Last weekend, we taught Trey how to kick a ball, and now he will dribble a ball around the room like a little pro soccer player. Daddy is so proud.

Meanwhile, Trey is becoming quite the musician! His latest trick is that he will actually play on his toy xylophone the way it is intended - by hitting the bars with the attached mallets (okay, really they're just plastic drumsticks). His xylophone also has keys to press to play the same music, and he has figured that out as well. And even though Trey still isn't really talking, he is quite the singer! He hums himself to sleep during naps and at night, as well as at other times during the day. Often times, when we talk to him, he will say something back to us and repeat the inflection precisely. It seems he can already match pitch!

Mommy and Daddy, of course, are fighting over which talent will win out. Only time will tell...

A giver

One of Trey's favorite activities lately is to act as a little messenger for people, bringing them item after item. He practiced this trick last weekend at his grandparents' house, bringing Mommy rock after rock from the fountain on the patio, until Mommy had a stack of rocks next to her. Today, Trey practiced the same activity with Daddy in his playroom; he brought Daddy toy after toy until Daddy was literally covered with toys. Sometimes, he will try and say "thank you" when delivering one of these items. Mommy caught the second half of this episode on the video below.





Daddy at the end of Trey's giving spree: