HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR BO-OY!

The Boy

Born 1/29/05 @ 7:05 AM

7 lbs. 13.8 oz 19 inches

The Boy at One

The Boy at Two

The Boy at Three

The Boy at Four

FIVE YEARS OLD!

I have been weepy and sentimental all week. Five years ago today, joy like no other entered my life. I know it is only his fifth birthday, but I feel like it is a huge milestone. The Boy has gone from being so helpless and small, to being independent and so big. Where did the time go?

Hey Momma

The Boy: Guess what?
Momma: What buddy?
The Boy: Chicken butt. (so glad I taught him that) No, really, guess what.
Momma: Um, what?
The Boy: I am going to turn five in my sleep tonight.

Literally, at this moment, it is 24 hours until my boy officially turns 5!

A Milestone

The Boy at 2 Years Old

My baby Boy turns FIVE YEARS OLD this week. I can't believe it. I have a little man running around. The first light of my life is turning five! I can't imagine him getting any older. He already acts like a 14 year old most days. I keep telling myself to savor his cuddles. He may end up cuddling for the rest of his life, but I believe it will wane before I know it.

Last night, The Boy was having a bad dream. I went in to comfort him and he said, "Momma, I am so glad it is you, I love you, will you lay with me?" I cuddled up next to him and he went back to sleep instantly. Looking so peaceful, he reached for my hand and mumbled something and all I could think was you used to be in my belly. I used to be able to nuzzle you to my chest and smell your little baby soft head. Now, you are so big. You are so tall. You are so smart. You are so funny. I have a hard time believing you were ever so small. I love you little man!

Football Knowledge

As you may be aware, last night hosted two NFL playoff games which determined the teams to play in this year's Superbowl. I am excited about the match up between the Colts and the Saints, should be a good game. At our house, football was on both TVs, just in case you had to go to the basement whilst the game was on and didn't want to miss anything. I like football, but the level to which The Husband enjoys the game rivals that of those guys who paint their faces yellow and wear cheese on their heads.

Last night I was informed of a very important rule in football (not sure if it is NFL specific). The Saints were going for a touchdown and seemingly crossed the goal line, but looked to be out of bounds. At first, the refs did not say touchdown. The Husband immediately said, "Bad call, that was a touchdown. His body was in bounds and crossed the goal line. It doesn't matter where the ball is and theoretically, everyone knows, that the goal line stretches all the way around the world, as long as he is in bounds, it doesn't matter where the ball is." After being reviewed, the play was ruled a touchdown.

So, be aware, a goal line could possible be be in your backyard, you better keep an eye on it.

Momma of a Different Animal

Isn't it always the case that your children need you to do something for them at the exact same time? Yesterday afternoon, I was in the process of taking off The Girl's pink converse high top tennis shoes (so cute) and The Boy came up to me in a frenzy.

The Boy: Momma, unbutton my pants, I have to pee.
(The Boy usually has no trouble unbuttoning his own pants, but this particular pair of khaki's aren't even conducive to my fingers.)
Momma: Hang on a second, I am taking off your sister's shoes.
The Boy: (hear sarcasm, which he clearly gets from his father) I guess, it's not like you have more than two hands.
Momma: That's true, smarty pants, I only have two hands.
The Boy: Wouldn't it be great if you were an octopus mom, then you would have eight hands and could do some many more things at once, and then I wouldn't have to wait.
Momma: You have no idea.

Fun in the Shower

A sign that you have kids...toys in your shower. This morning I showered with a variety of animals...zebra, giraffe, cheetah or leopard (I get them confused) and a penguin. So much for spending some quality time alone. At least they were silent but, I did feel like they were staring.

Time to Drop Kick the Cold Weather

Are anybody else's kiddos going stir crazy. I don't know how stay at home moms are doing it right now. The kids are so wound up by the time we get home at night due to not being able to go outside at school, I cannot imagine what it would be like at home all day. At least at school they have gross motor areas where they can run and jump into ball pits, foam slides, etc.

The below is a typical conversation in our house daily:

Momma, I want to go outside.
You can't it is too cold.
Other people are outside with their daddies.
Who?
Other people.
Well, they will get really cold.
How cold is it?
12 degrees.
That isn't that cold.
(This conversation will repeat itself over and over instead of self destructing as wished.)

The Boy has massive amounts of energy in the evening no matter how long of a day he has had. Last night, to ward off some of the constant chatter and question asking, The Husband had him play a relay game that was described as AWESOME. This is how you know it doesn't take much to amuse kids. The Husband had The Boy running suicides, you know like they do in football practice. He would run a few feet pick something off the ground, run back to where he started and put the item in a box. Then, he would run to the next item and back. He had to pick up five items spread throughout our basement. The Boy did this for 30 minutes. And, while he did break a sweat, he did not waste any energy. Where does it all go as an adult?



Here is a picture of The Boy dressed up for Wacky Wednesday. It is theme week at school. He is worried that everyone will touch his hair.

Hair Sylist

The Boy asked me last night if he could do my hair. I said sure, what's the harm in that. Luckily, the comb only got stuck once. The Husband had to help get it out of my curly, tangled mane. A few sentences that escaped The Boy's lips whilst he was styling...

I don't have enough barettes.
It is like I am brushing your brain.
Your hair is so shimmery.

Gifts That Keep on Giving

The Glee soundtrack....Love it! And, look at my girl...she looks like Rainbow Brite.

Big Girl Steps

Ding, ding, ding. The Girl utilized her very practical Christmas present for the first time this morning. She peed in the potty! YAY! She has been sitting on it since she made us open the box on Christmas morning, but this morning was a break through. One step closer to being diaper free. Woo Hoo!

Happy New Year!

The hiatus is over. I am back on line after the break. I am so blessed and thankful for the great two weeks I had off with the family. It was a great breather and a great reminder of how wonderful my kids and husband are.

The Boy and I had a date last night to end the holidays. We went to see "The Princess and the Frog." The movie was amazing. Disney hasn't had a movie like this in a while, simple and sweet. The message was about understanding what you need versus what you want. The Boy understood that and I thought to myself, sometimes I forget that. It is good to get back to the simpleness of basic needs. I am hoping to remember that this year. When I asked The Boy what his favorite part was he told me it was the part where they got married. And, his favorite character was the Princess. He is so sweet.

I am working on getting some new pictures on the site today. The family had a great Christmas. The new year is bringing lots of fun as well. Stay tuned for some good stories I hope.