Saturday, December 17, 2005

Christmas Photo shoot with my little elf



Here is my favorite picture that I took today. Isn't he just fabulous? He was such a good sport taking pictures for mommy, and talking about santa coming and what he hoped santa would bring for him. He's been the cutest thing the last few days. Whenever we pick him from nana's house he says (as daddy is buckling him into his seat) "Are we going to New Jersey now?" in the sweetest little boy voice on the planet. And it just melts my heart how sweet he can be. He can hardly wait to go and see Grammy and Grandpa and Uncle Kevin and Uncle Danny and everybody! (His words, not mine :^) )He's excited to see cousin Jason and to meet his newest little cousin miss Caitlin! He just loves to watch the pictures of everyone scroll by on mommy's screensaver. One more week until Christmas, we can all hardly wait! If you'd like to see the rest of the photos just click on this link
http://www.snapfish.com/share/p=384171134866572760/l=71553306/otsc=SYE/otsi=SALB
If that doesn't work let me know and I'll send you a link by email.

Saturday, December 10, 2005

Here's the Birthday Boy!!!


Well, here he is! in all of his "I'm a 3 year old glory!" Isn't he just fabulous? He was all dressed and ready to go for his 3 yr check up. And what a good boy he was for that, he was a little nervous at first, didn't even want to step up on the scale, but once he relaxed a little he did great. They checked his eyes (he had to identify little pictures from like 40 ft away?) did fine with that, then he let the nurse take hi BP, and was really good for that just held out his little arm and watched he like a hawk. Which by the way is what he was doing to everybody, he was watching us all! probably waiting to see if someone was gonna jab him with a needle. (he's his mama's boy). He's 37 and 1/4 inches tall and like 37 lbs (I think , I was too busy trying to calm him down enough to stand on the scale to think to write it all down this time.) He was a very HAPPY boy when he realized that "hey I'm not getting a shot this time AND I still get a lollipop and sticker! How cool is this". He was hungry when we got done so we had some taco bell for an early lunch and then headed on home. I'm waiting for my boys to come downstairs now so my little man can open up the rest of his gifts, there just wasn't time to do it all yesterday. Will try to post some more pictures later.

Thursday, December 08, 2005

What is it with my guys....

and getting sick on or near their birthdays? Ian gave me a scare on his birthday, they thought he had appedicitis (sp?) and now my little guy was running a fever last night and ended up throwing up at about 5am, his fever is lower and he's running and playing and seems pretty normal, he has his 3 yr check up tomorrow on his birthday, if his fever isn't gone completely then I'll be asking the dr about it. Hopefully it's just a little bit of a cold, everything else has been normal, he was very tired last night, but was requesting water and smiling and laughing some. So, lets wish for a well punkin, and I'll update again later.

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

Mom's making me crazy....

....again. I dunno if she just doesn't think before she speaks or what. I love her very much and I am so thankful that they can watch Aidan, but last night I called when we got out of work to let them know that we would be a little later then usual, had to let the car warm up (18 degrees outside, holy cow) and we need to stop and pick up milk on the way home and get gas. While on the phone with her she managed to insult me yet again. Here is what happened...
Mom: I've been meaning to ask you.... (insert long pause here)
Me: Yes?
Mom: Do you all spank this baby a lot? (the tone of voice was like; are you abusing my grandbaby?)
Me: excuse me?? (dumbfounded, disbelief, big long shocked silence)
Me: are you serious?
Mom: Well he comes over here and he takes all his frustration out on us, he's always hitting us....
Me: No we don't spank him a lot, and no he doesn't hit us. (anger kicked in I've got a short fuse still from the last time she irked me) Don't worry about it, I'll be quitting in a few months and you won't have to watch him anymore..
Mom: No, no! That's not what I'm saying , you're taking it the wrong way.
Me: How was I supposed to take it, Ma? You just asked me if we're always spanking him, what kind of question is that?
Mom: Well I didn't mean it like that.... (silence) be careful coming home....
that's pretty much where the conversation ended, after we said our goodbyes. I just don't know what to think anymore. She's always asking if we let him run wild at home, I tell her no, he behaves for the most part at home. I've seen first hand how crazy he is over there and let me tell you I wasn't impressed. He's like a different child, running around, screeching like a mad man. And they just let him. It's nuts. I just don't know what to say or think anymore. Any suggestions? What would you do?

Sunday, December 04, 2005

Can you believe....


that it has been 3 years since I became a mommy?!? Well, it will be on Friday, but that is splitting hairs. My little bitty baby is no longer a baby. He is like a little mini adult, you would never know it to listen to him that he is only 3 years old. But to see him growing more and more independent each day is kind of hard to watch. Don't get me wrong it makes me proud that he wants to do things for himself, but I wish he needed me a little bit more, at least for a little while. I feel as though I have missed so much; with Ian and I both working full time, it has been a struggle at times. A mother (or father for that matter) doesn't want to miss on a single minute but that horrible thing...you know what I'm talking about...reality... has a tendency to rear it's ugly head. Bills must be paid, food bought, responsibilities taken care. Sometimes I think it would have been better to stay a child, or at least a teenager, but then I think about all that I would have missed out on, and I realize that I wouldn't change a single thing! I love my little MAN. Happy Birthday Baby!