Good Morning from C!!

Happy to announce that we have a daughter (as of Friday)!  Mom and baby are doing great and should be home today.

C
-- Sent from my Palm Prē

Christmas is coming, the goose is getting fat. . .
The boys are really excited for Christmas and everything that comes with it and as you can guess, I am the goose and was even told at church, "put a fork in her, she's done"

N and J finished their soccer season and enjoyed it tremendously. T has even picked up some fancy foot work watching his brothers play.

N is practicing for a Readers theatre his class will be doing the day of my scheduled induction and is practicing his parts everyday.

J is starting to incorporate some of the sounds he has been missing into is growing vocabulary

T is speaking in much longer sentances even though he isnt totally understandable you can tell his little mind is at work.

and C is trying to finish is honey do list before the baby comes.

12 days until Christmas. . .

Primary Program

Our Primary Program was a couple of weeks ago and everthing was ready to go. N and J had memorized their parts and were really excited to sing a duet together of I Am A Builder. I thought I had gotten lucky Sunday morning when everyone was still asleep at 8am. I woke and dressed J and T but N would not wake up and when he did was screaming that his head hurt and wanted to go back to sleep. I texted C who left in the middle of his meeting, came home and stayed with N so I could put on the show because after all the show must go on. On the way to church I asked J what he wanted he wanted to do about the song and told he could sing with anyone else he wanted even me. But he only wanted to sing it with N. . . . but I guess I will have to do it myself. With my jaw dropping to the floor I told him that if he would sing it by himself I would take hime to Target and he could pick a reward! This went over well. Not only did he say his part slowly and loudly but he marched right over for his solo and sung it with a smile on his face. It was very much a proud mother moment.

Catch up

Other than the boys being sick with some form of the flu, me not having a cell phone for two weeks, and being quarantined during recovery, October was a great month and we still enjoyed a little halloween.

This is how J enjoyed His pumpkin pancake breakfast

We made halloween cookies, had a mad scientist party, and watched the pirate playmobile movie

We then did a little trick or treating (very socially unresponsible I realize but no one was excreting anything by this point)

Except for J and his tears because he all of the sudden decided he didnt like his head "dress" and wanted to call it something different, but everyone who answered the door would compliment him on his "head dress".

We got home just in time to answer the door for a van full of . . . . immagrants. . . . . of all ages. The coversation went something like this:

C- oh and where's your costume

young boy - this is my costume

-dropping candy into pillow cases-

C-arent you a little old to be trick or treating

man older than C in regular clothes - silent

-dropping more candy into pillow cases-

C handed out the rest wished them a happy halloween and they left

N came home for school the next day and said that his teacher asked how everyones halloween was and what their favorite part was to which he said. My favorite part was when my dad asked the van full of Canadians what their cotume was and he said "this is my costume" that was really funny.

M - what did your teacher say:

N - nothing

M-perfect

Pumpkin Patch

We took a day trip to the farm to pick a nice "Cinderella Pumpkin" and had a lot of fun:
hiking through the pumpkin patch, riding the train, winding through the corn maze, a loop on the hay ride, standing outside the petting zoo, and eating snow cones because it was surprisingly warm. The boys also got to pick their own smaller pumkins named Pump, Kin, and George.

Beware of . . . .

#1 At soccer practice, T got a little too close to some black ants. (This happens at least once each soccer season to somebody) Typical: child crying = mother running, followed by swatting of ants off feet. . .knees. . .diaper. . .stomach. . .neck! Whew, got'em all. Didn't seem to bother him too much until that night and the next 36 hours. Poor kids hands and feet swelled right up (no thanks to the benadryl). After a trip to the doctors and another perscriptions later, we are on the road to recovery.


#2 These three boys who are likely to explode from energy overload at any minute


#3 Beware of what you might find hiking. . .no, that's not a giant baby behind J's shoulder.

The boys on their hike actually saw a wild desert tortoise!

haPPy birday WOO woo!

2 for T and T is 2!

T helped make his cake and eat it tooMost creative uses for T's presents

T's new big boy bed

3 boys, 3 beds, in a pink room (until their green one gets painted)