Breakfast With Santa

Saturday morning we headed to The Gatesworth (aka Mimi's house) to have breakfast with Santa. We had a great meal of scrambled eggs, french toast sticks, grapes, donut holes, sausage, bacon, yummy potatoes and much much more. After we filled our tummies, we sang some Christmas songs and welcomed Santa!!!

Tim and I weren't quite sure how Jack and Mason would handle the man in the red suit so we were prepared for just about anything. We'll as we possibly expected, Mason was scared to death and screamed as soon as Santa got close. Jack was very reserved and watched Santa's every move to see what he was all about before making a decision if he was a good guy or not.

Presents were handed out and the boys both happily accepted theirs from Santa as he worked his way around the room. Jack even slapped him a "High Five"! A Mr. Potato head for Mason and new "Cars" characters for Jack - both a HUGE hit!












Before we left, Jack wanted to take a minute to have a heart to heart with Santa and make sure he knew what else was on his list. They had a nice conversation and ended it with a hug and a promise of cookies and milk to be left on Christmas Eve for Santa.



A magical day for all of us! Thanks, Mimi!!!

"When I Grow Up I Want To Be A......"

In Jack's class at school they have been talking about occupations. One night we got a note from his teacher saying that they had been talking about what their Mom's and Dad's did at work and that Jack didn't know what Tim and I did. It really made me stop and think about it.....what DOES he think that Mommy and Daddy do when we say we go to work every day?

So Tim and I talked about it and tried to decide what was the most rudeamentary way of explaining to a three year old what we do for a living? So we came up with this.......Daddy builds things with his hammer and saw and Mommy helps people find jobs. It seemed to make sense to him and stuck. If you ask him now he seems to understand what "going to work" means and what we do all day long while he and Mason are at school.

During the same unit, they also started discussing what THEY want to be when they grow up. Tim and I dream about the boys becomming professionals in some sport and making TONS of money or just becoming so successful in whatever they do so that they can take care of us when we are old and gray (yeah, I know.....don't hold my breath, right?). Well, if you ask Jack what he wants to be when he grows up he will tell you.....

...... a cook!

Not just any cook though. He wants to be a cook that makes COOKIES! Tim and I are perfectly fine with that as long as they are GOOD COOKIES! So we have a future pastry chef on our hands (at least for now).

And So Begins The Holiday Season...

We had a wonderful Thanksgiving with our families and didn't stuff ourselves too full of delicious food. The boys helped Tim hang our Christmas lights and decorate the house on Friday (it looks so pretty!) and Jack keeps asking "Is It Christmas Yet?" - oh it's going to be so fun this year since he GETS IT now.

December is not even here yet and our calendar is filling up quickly!! We'll have lots of photo opps with Breakfast with Santa, a School Christmas Program, the Jingle Belz party and other "Holiday" events so check back often as I'll try to post them frequently.

Tim and I are now trying to convince the boys that Santa is WATCHING and they need to be good from here on out if they want presents (hopefully they'll buy into our scheme but I'm not holding my breath).



That's all for now!

The Effects Of Blue Cake Icing

Yesterday was Tim's birthday (Happy Birthday Honey! I LOVE YOU!). I had asked for them (at Jack's request) to put tools on Tim's cake but they couldn't do it (stupid cake decorators are inept) so they piped the cake in navy blue icing and put 4 huge primary colored balloons on it. Well do you know what happens when you eat navy blue icing?

This......



The boys thought it was so funny that they too got into the action - of course theirs weren't as good as Tim's but they still had fun with it and I got a giggle out of watching the three of them stick their tounges out at each other.

They Say "The Outfit Makes The Man"

.......or in this case, the boy!

As the weather starts to cool off here in St. Louis we are starting to pull out the heavy coats, hats, and mittens. Wednesday was an unseasonably cool day here but was still beautiful. After a full day at school, we got home and decided that we all wanted to go for a walk while it was still a little light. We bundled up, put hats and mittens on the boys, loaded them in the double stroller and took off on a nice walk. When we got home, we peeled off our layers and enjoyed a nice warm dinner. Afterwards, Jack and Mason decided that they wanted to watch a movie so we popped one in as Tim and I cleaned up the kitchen from the whirlwind that is dinner preparation.

It was of course nice and warm in the house but Jack decided that not only did he need his slippers on, but his hat and mittens and I obliged in order to avoid any sort of "erruption of Mt. Jack Henry" - gotta pick your battles right?

So here he is in all his glory..............the outfit is just PERFECT for movie watching isn't it???

Growing Like Weeds

Just to brag on the boys a bit we had their 3 year and 18 month checkups today. Here are their stats:

Jack is 36 3/4" tall (35th %ile) and is 31 lbs (45th %ile)
Mason is 32 1/2" tall (80th %ile) and 24lbs 12.5 oz (35th %ile)

Mason grew 2 inches in 3 months and put on 2 lbs!!! Tim and I hope he doesn't keep up at that rate or we'll be in trouble. We didn't have an 18 month appt for Jack so we can't compare them at the same age but so far they've been pretty close as far as size although Mason LOOKS like he is so much bigger than Jack was at the same age.

Their asthma is now considered mild (yea!!!) b/c neither of them have had to have nebulizer treatments in awhile (Jack since March and Mason since June). We're hoping for a relatively healthy winter and nothing major when it comes to asthma. Their lungs sounded GREAT and their ears were all clear! They have both gotten their flu shots b/c they ARE condsidered high risk b/c of their asthma so hopefully that will do us some good even though we had them last year too and look where that got us - sick all winter long! ARGH!

But ....we have two healthy boys! We couldn't ask for more.

Oh...........and 1 Hep A shot each - which Jack informed Tim and I that "he did not want his" after he had gotten it and screamed bloody murder. Mason takes them like a MAN - he wimpers and then that's it.

Happy Halloween!

Our Jack-o-Lanterns this year

Because They Are Cute.....

A Visit From The Binky Fairy

Today was THE day! Tim and I have been prepping Jack for months now that "when he turns 3, he doesn't need a binky any more". We'd ask him "What happens when you turn three?" and he'd reply "I don't need a binky!".

So to not totally ruin his birthday for any of us we decided that the day AFTER his birthday would be THE day. THE day when we mailed the binkies to the binky fairy so she could give them to a new baby who needed them now.

We addressed an envelope and I put the first binky in and gave Jack binky and quack quack to hold for a minute. I felt like I was getting ready to put a good friend of his to sleep or something - it was quite sad. He eventually took of the clip and removed binky from the strap and placed him in the envelope, then he said he wanted to send the strap too so the baby could have it as well. We sealed up the envelope and walked it down to the mailbox to mail to the binky fairy.

We left the house and went for a ride on the WF&P Railroad (see our post titled "All Aboard!").

In order to make it appear as though the binky fairy had actually came, I made a quick phone call to the neighbor's daughter and asked her to run to the mail box and take the envelope out before we got home. Thank you McKenzie for doing that for me!

When we got home, Jack asked to see if the binky fairy had come so we ran down to the mail box and sure enough.....she had come and taken the envelope out and taken his binkies to a new baby. So far so good!

Now we see how tonight goes........his first "bedtime" without his beloved binky! Argh! Could go well, or it could be a sleepless one for Tim and I - only time will tell. But we're proud of Jack - like many other things he's done in his short lifetime, he did it ON HIS OWN! Of course with a little help from Mommy and Daddy - but he did it! He gave binky up to another baby who needs him now.



Please Note - I did recover the envelope from the neighbors and will keep it for Jack for when he's older and can appreciate this story. I couldn't bear throwing them away!

SUNDAY NIGHT/MONDAY MORNING UPDATE!: Well......yesterday's nap time came and went without incident – no tears, no major meltdowns. Jack wanted to sleep in our bed, so Tim put him down there. After a few "Mom, I fell out of bed" occurrences he finally fell asleep and napped for 2 hours. Woke up very well too!

Then came bedtime….Tim and I were NOT looking forward to it at all as we were expecting an eruption similar to that of Mt. St. Helens with smoke and ash and all. We did bath time, story time and then into his crib (just like we always do). We anticiptated tears and screaming but NOTHING! Jack asked Tim where binky was and Tim said "Remember, you put him into an envelope and mailed him to the binky fairy for a new baby to have?" and Jack responded "Oh yeah". Later he told Tim that he missed his binky and Tim acknowledged that he did but said it was okay to miss it but he was a big boy now and didn’t need a binky anymore. Then it was lights out and after about 45 minutes of restlessness, he fell asleep and slept ALL NIGHT LONG! TIM AND I COULDN"T BELEIEVE IT!!! We are so proud of Jack! For a little boy who was "addicted" to his binky, he has gone cold turkey and done amazingly well! We expected the worst and so far have gotten just the opposite.

So for all you parents who have THAT DAY looming in your future when the infamous binky, nini, paci or whatever you call it has to go bye bye - there IS HOPE! My advice is to build up to it. Make it a GOOD THING and that your child is doing something to benefit another and hopefully you will have the same results that we have had.

Yes, tonight could be a different story but hopefully not. Hopefully our big 3-year-old boy will continue to amaze us and show us that he can do this!

"All Aboard!!!"

Located in Glencoe, MO (Tim's and my old stomping grounds until we moved into Ballwin) is the WF&P Railroad. A 12 inch gauge railway, the trains (both steam and gasoline powered) run along the banks of the Meramec River taking children (and their parents) for a 30 minute ride. The railroad is run completely by volunteers and are dressed the part in their dungarees and railway hats. There's even a conductor who shouts "All Aboard"! as the trains ready to leave the station.



Since Tim and I spent many Falls hearing the whistles of the trains from our old home, we decided that it was time to take the boys for a ride. It was once again a beautiful Fall day (the last one for awhile according to the weather forcast) and we enjoyed ourselves to the fullest! I don't know who enjoyed it more, the boys or Tim and I.






"All Aboard!!!!"

Life Through The Eyes Of A Three Year Old

None of us really remember what it's like to be three...how we looked at the world with amazement. How everything was BIGGER than we were since we were so small. Jack received a digital camera for his third birthday and would like to share some of his first pictures that we are titling "Life Through The Eyes Of A Three Year Old" Enjoy!

In case you are wondering (from left to right, top to bottom) - balloons from Jack's party, a shot from the car, Mason saying "cheese", Jack's new Lightnening McQueen Car, a close up of Quack Quack in a purple snack cup, Jack's-eye-view of the train today, and the family room - all works of art!!!

In Honor Of My 3rd Anniversary Of Becoming a Mom

Before I was a Mom……..

Before I was a Mom
I slept as late as I wanted and never worried about
how late I got into bed.
I brushed my hair and my teeth everyday

Before I was a Mom
I cleaned my house each day.
I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby.
I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations

Before I was a Mom
I had never been puked on, pooped on, spit on,
Chewed on, peed on,
I had complete control of my mind
and my thoughts.
I slept all night.

Before I was a Mom
I never held down a screaming child
so that doctors could do tests.
Or give shots

Before I was a Mom
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep

Before I was a Mom
I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put it down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom

Before I was a Mom
I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.
I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.
I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child.
I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy.

Before I was a Mom
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.
I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom.
I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much before I was a Mom.



Happy 3rd Birthday, Jack Henry!
I love you more than you will ever understand!
- Mommy

The Great Pumpkin

A childhood memory of mine is our annual trip to Rombach's Pumpkin Farm in Chesterfield, MO to pick out THE BIGGEST pumpkin that we could find. My Dad is an awesome free-hand pumpkin carver and he'd make us the BEST Jack-o-lantern in the neighborhood for Halloween.

Well, we can't say that we've carried on the entire tradition by finding THE BIGGEST pumpkin but can't let October pass without a trip to Rombachs so that Jack and Mason can pick out their pumpkins. So it was off to the Pumpkin Patch this morning with Moots (Jack & Mason's Grandmother who is visiting from South Carolina).


Not only did Jack and Mason find ONE pumpkin that they thought was the best one in the pumpkin patch but we came home with EIGHT -Yes, EIGHT pumpkins. They just couldn't make up their minds.



We worked up such an appetite finding our pumpkins that next it was time for a snack....yummy Funnel Cakes! Mason thought that it was such a good treat that he actually sat and "guarded" the one he claimed as his and wouldn't let ANYONE touch it and if you did, he'd scream at the top of his lungs at you (it was quite funny). Jack on the other hand decided that a funnel cake wasn't what he needed but instead he wanted a lollypop!






The boys had such a blast and all I can do is hope that as the years pass they will start to develop the same fond memories of Halloween and "The Great Pumpkin" at the pumpkin patch as I did when I was a little girl.

"They Say It's Your Birthday..."

Your Birthdate: October 17

You tend to find yourself lucky - both in business and in life. And while being wealthy is nice, you enjoy sharing your abundance with others. You put your luck to good use: you are very ambitious and goal oriented. Often times, you get over excited and take on more than you can manage. Your strength: Your ability to make your own luck Your weakness: Thinking you can do it all Your power color: Bronze Your power symbol: Half Moon Your power month: August

What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

Grant's Farm

Saturday the boys and I ventured to Grant's Farm to meet some of my friends from the Mom's Chat Board that I frequent (Okay....live on). It was HOT HOT HOT for a Saturday in October but all the kids (all 7 of them under the age of three) had a great time. They loved seeing all of the animals from on the tram ride and then even up closer as we walked around the rest of Grant's Farm.



Jack's favorite part....the llama that sneezed grass all over his nose (NOT!) - it was quite humourous but Jack was none too pleased.




Thanks Amber, Dave, Perry, Ella & Luca as well as Lisa, Bob, Addison & Lucas! The boys and I had a BLAST! We'll have to do it again sometime soon!

Bandaids Make Everything Better - An Observation

Why is it that a simple adhesive strip with a cool picture on it makes all things better? Does it have magic healing powers that we as adults don't know about?

Jack has now found that a bandaid makes the world all better. It makes a scraped knee better, a bumped finger better and amazingly an upset stomach at 3am better! But it's not just your standard "pink" bandaid that does the trick, it has to have a picture on it. Cars, Little Einsteins or Dora applied with a little TLC to a pinpointed spot and the world is a better place.

Mason has yet to understand that the magic powers only last if the bandaid is left sticking to the place that it is orignally applied to and not removed and repeatedly reapplied to various body parts or even furniture.

Oh well....as a Mom....I just keep buying the magical bandaids because I know that that little plastic strip and a kiss will make life happy again in a pinch.