Here are a couple pictures from Calder’s 2nd birthday party. Favorite moment of the night? When Calder decided to share almost all of the dum dum lollipops that he got as part of a gift with everyone in the room. What a sweet boy!

Yes, we had doughnuts. And you know what? It was great! Everyone loved them (Calder prefers them to cake), very little work for me, easy to eat, perfect with egg nog...who could ask for anything more?

Opening presents with his church pew battle wound. The Thomas trains from Grandma and Grandpa Austin were the hit of the night--I had no idea he would love them so much!

Calder just had a ball, so thank you everyone that was able to come! Every time he puts on clothing he got for his birthday or plays with a birthday present, he says, “special birthday present!” Very cute. He’s loving his new Elmo shirt and Toy Story sweatshirt from Grandma and Grandpa Haymond especially. Thanks again everyone for making it a special day for my sweetheart!

So, remember this accident?

Ouch!

If you don’t happen to remember, this is when Amelie fell face first into the wooden arm of one of the pews at church. This happened while I was conducting our ward’s choir practice. The cuts and scrapes made a line straight from the top of her forehead to the bottom of her chin.

Apparently, that wasn’t enough for these fed up church pews (always getting spills and Cheerios crumbs and crayon marks from those bothersome babies and toddlers!) because this is what happened last Sunday:

Exhibit A

Exhibit B

These pews prefer to attack during ward choir practice. Once again, I was conducting practice when out of the corner of my eye I saw Calder fall against a pew. We figure that he must have been running down the ramp that leads up to the podium and built up so much momentum that he just couldn’t stop before he ran face first into the front row pew. The scabbing and black eye (it was more black than these pictures show) weren’t pretty, but this brave boy never complained after the initial shock of getting rammed by a pew.

So, parents, beware the vengeful church pew. You never know when it might strike again.