Friday, August 31, 2007
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Which brings me to the title of my post today. Big Boys Don't Cry. My big boy went to his first dentist appointment today and didn't cry! He was a great patient. He introduced himself and listened attentively to the hygienist. He smiled and nodded his head when she asked him questions. He opened his mouth for the brushing and flossing. He did try and bite Dr. Fox a couple of times (blush) but I am sure it was just reflexive. I mean who wouldn't chomp down if some stranger was sticking their rubbery fingers in their mouth?? I'm just proud as punch that he didn't cry -- and slightly shocked I must admit. I mean, this is the kid who has to be strapped down screaming and crying for a simple haircut! So getting through a dentist appointment this smoothly was a huge shocker. We even met up with Daddy for lunch afterwards and Jackson proclaimed how much fun he had at the dentist. Fun? At the dentist? Well, why not!
Ahh, and not to be missed -- Jackson can also now officially ride his tricycle. Watch out world, here he comes! He's had that trike for over a year now and never had much interest in peddling. He preferred to either have us push him or to push himself along with his feet. It wore the heck out of his Crocs. But about a week ago he got it in his head that he was ready to peddle, and within a day he was pretty proficient with it.
I love watching his diligence and perseverance. He will not use his feet to push the trike, even if it is a steep hill or bump. He gets frustrated but he works it out. And the pride on his face when he accomplishes a feat is just priceless. He is so proud of himself. Me thinks Santa might need to have real bike added to Jackson's Christmas list this year! Considering his daddy is a former BMX champion rider (sorry honey, I've outed you again!) we may have quite a bike riding future ahead of us!
And finally, on the Jackson front, last night was Jackson's preschool open house. The kids all wore their pajamas and enjoyed milk and cookies and meeting their teacher, Mrs Lisa. She read them all a story as well. I will say that the letter inviting us to the open house was sent to the parents and asked that we wear pajamas as well. Hmmmm...now, the quandary was -- would the other parents actually don jammies for the event? I had my doubts. But I also didn't want to be a party pooper and disappoint Jackson's new teacher before he even begins the school year. So I carefully selected some pseudo-jammies that were more yoga-gear than sleep-gear for myself. That way if few other wore their jammies, maybe I'd just fool them that I was a workout fiend. ha ha. Shawn wore his typical workout shirts and shorts, so he would blend in as well. Jackson wore brand new jammies with a basketball on them. Holden wore brand new polka-dot jammies (and a very sleepy expression since it was his bedtime).
Well low and behold out of at least 3 dozen parents Shawn and I were the ONLY ones in anything close to resembling pajamas! WHAT???? I read the note again and again to be certain that the parents were in fact instructed to wear their pajamas as well and I'm positive that is what the intention was. The teachers were in their pajamas even. Argh. I didn't feel foolish, though, just slightly annoyed that no one else could follow simple instructions. And that I was wearing pseudo jammies while everyone else was in shorts or jeans. One parent even mistook me as the teacher! Oh well, so it goes. I've been in much more awkward situations. (like in the 2nd grade when I accidentally tucked my twirly navy and white skirt into my tights and a boy in my center pointed it out to me -- embarrassing!) The important thing was how excited Jackson was in his new classroom and how much fun he had. His teachers seem really enthusiastic and sweet. And the kids were all very excited. I know come next Tuesday when school actually starts I'm going to be a bit emotional about sending my "baby" off to his first day of school. But one thing I know for sure - I won't be wearing pajamas.
Sunday, August 26, 2007
Thank you for coming to visit us and having so much fun! I loved going to the park with you, and playing in the water, and having a picnic, and swimming in the pool, and jumping at the bounce house and letting me try my hand at the "Claw" game at Red Robin, and reading me stories and eating a huge caramel apple with Mommy (why wasn't I invited???) and chasing me, and making (and eating) cookies, and also playing with Holden, and not being mad this is a huge long run on sentence 'cause I know you are a teacher and I'd get an automatic 20 points deducted just for this run on sentence alone, but I'm only 3 so I don't even really know what a run on sentence is...yet. You are a cool aunt and we love you!
Jackson (and Mommy, Daddy and Baby Holden)
ps - next time bring Uncle Bob and Bubba
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Punk Rock Girl
One Saturday I took a walk to Zipperhead
Punk rock girl
I tapped her on the shoulder
Punk rock girl
We went to the Philly Pizza Company
She took me to her parents for a Sunday meal
Punk rock girl
We went to a shopping mall
We got into her car away we started rollin
Punk rock girl
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
PS - A recent shot of the boys. Bath time at our house... yes, you will both hate me for this in a few years...
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Example conversation from our drive earlier today:
J - Why are there train tracks?
Me - So the train has something to ride on?
J - Why?
Me - So it can get to the next town.
J - Why?
Me - Because that's where it is driving to.
J - Why?
Me - So the train can deliver the goods to all the boys and girls.
J - Why?
Me - Because they like to have things
J - Why?
Me - Because little boys and girls like to get presents
J - Cool!
My goal is to try and stump him. When I get a resolution to the questions, such as "cool!" then I feel a small little victory on my behalf. Like somehow I won some sort of contest over my 3 year old son. Oh boy, I gotta get a hobby.
Sunday, August 19, 2007
Tonight we had a deluge of rain come down. It was weird. We were all hanging outside in the early evening. Shawn was mowing and Jackson was "helping." (interjection - Shawn is so sweet. Our neighbors, Tyler and Lisa, had their baby girl yesterday so Shawn mowed their lawn as well. Congrats guys!! And yes, my husband is a very sweet man!). I went upstairs to nurse Holden for bedtime. I came out of his room a few minutes later, and there had been a torrential downpour of rain in the 13 minutes I was upstairs. It came and went. Bizarre. Obviously Shawn had stopped mowing during the deluge and he was helping Jackson color a picture. Jackson had drawn 3 curved lines on a sheet of paper. A red line. A yellow line. And a purple line. Apparently after the brief storm there were two beautiful rainbows just above our house. Upon seeing them Jackson started jumping up a down and exclaimed:
"I'm trying to jump up and grab the rainbow and put it in my room! But it's too high!!!"
So he opted to draw the rainbow instead. I'm in awe of this kid more and more every day. And I wish to heck the scanner was working 'cause the drawing that accompanies this quote is the highlight of my day. I wish you could have reached that rainbow little man. But your drawing is as close to gold as it comes. bumper kisses.
Saturday, August 18, 2007
Ah yes, it starts early doesn't it?! Heaven help us.
Thursday, August 09, 2007
So off we went to the craft store. We walked around for about an hour (yes, an hour with both kids in an enclosed space and nobody left screaming!) looking at various crafts and supplies. We finally settled on a container of paints (really cool artistic kind that you have to pour onto a pallet), a thick pad of painting paper, 5 mini-birdhouses...and then, we hit the letters. I thought it would be fun for him to paint his initials and hang them in his room. They had a variety of sizes. I pointed to a mid-sized stack of letters. He wanted the letter "W." I had to explain that the "W" didn't stand for his name and he needed to get a "J" or an "S." He didn't like that much so we argued for a few minutes. Then his eyes got WIDE as saucers. I looked up and he was eyeing GIGANTIC letters, about two feet big. Ah-ha! They were so cute. Immediately I put the enormous, cardboard letter "J" into the cart and Jackson cradled it the rest of the time we were in the store. Then he carried it out and held it all the way home. As soon as we got home he was ready to paint his masterpiece! We spent most of the afternoon painting. It was so much fun.
As for his giant letter J, well, whatya think??:
And a pic of Holden playing with pots and pans while Jack and I painted...
Tuesday, August 07, 2007
I had to ask him what he meant by that. He just kept asking me if the Outlet Mall was Seattle. I said "No, it's a shopping center. Seattle is far away. Does it look like Seattle to you?" He replied "Yes." Hmmm.... Now Jack was a year when we moved. He was two when we went back for a visit. But other than that, the only reference he has to Seattle is our incessant talking about it, and "The Little Einsteins" episode in which they fly by the Space Needle. My guess is that he must have seen something at the Outlet Mall that looked like the Space Needle. But for the life of me I can't figure out what. Or maybe he's just like his Dad and me and he misses it as well. Perhaps.
Saturday, August 04, 2007
Sweet Micaela, keeping cool
Jack and Em jumping on the blow up mattress and having a ball
Slipped in a pic of Shawn and I heading out for our anniversary dinner
Jackson, wearing my shoes
My sweet, handsome boy
Friday, August 03, 2007
Congrats baby boy. This is a huge milestone. And I think I see my last moments of calm within your babyhood slipping away as well.
Ahem. Excuse me. I stand corrected.