I sure love my baby Kyran. He's the best gift I could receive. I just love being his mom and taking care of him all day.
Like father like son... I love how much they look alike. I just hope he isn't as mischievous as Morgan was. Maybe when he's older he'll have some of my looks too.
After lunch we went to meet up with my family at Syracuse Heritage Days to walk around for a little bit. The kids road some rides and we walked around and looked at the booths. They always have so many cute things for little girls but nothing for boys. I hate it! I wish people would make more cute things for boys. Boys like to look cute too, come on now people.
After that we asked my mom if she would watch Kyran for a little bit so we could go for a ride on Morgan's motorcycle up the canyon. It was such a fun ride! It was so pretty and it felt so good. I just love going on rides with Morgan and really wish we could do it more often. Ky Man comes first though. When he's older we'll be able to take him for a ride if we still have a motorcycle.
Yeah I felt pretty cool but I would never have the guts to actually drive one. I'm just fine with sitting on the back. Luckily Mo has a lot of experience with driving motorcycles. It still doesn't keep me from worrying that something could happen. I get really worried when Mo goes for rides by himself but I have to let him do what he loves. We went to dinner after our ride to my favorite place Tepenyaki! It was so nice spending with just the two of us. We really haven't had much time together without Ky. I really just don't like leaving him either.
Cute little Harlie. She doesn't like flashes either. Every time the flash went off she would try to keep her eyes open and make this silly face and smile.
We couldn't get a good picture without Kyran opening his eyes wide when the flash came. He looks possessed. He will laugh at these one day.
Kyran loved the fireworks. They were his first to see and he just loved watching them. He wasn't scarred at all. I'm so thankful for my fun birthday I had. I don't like to think I'll be turning 27 next year. That just sounds so old to me. It's way to close to 30.