Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
He also decorated his own little pumpkin too. He is such the artist, just like his dad. Note, the little pumpkin sitting next to the cowboy pumpkin. By the way, thanks CeeCee for the cowboy hat. At least it's being put to good use. Also note the nice leftover chocolate icing around Mason's mouth from the chocolate cake he happily shared with Mama. He's definitely my child.
Saturday, October 25, 2008
On another note...where do kids learn to be such manipulators? Yesterday, Mason did something wrong, I don't even remember what it was, and I was talking to him in a very calm voice about it. In his most pitiful voice, his reply was "Mommy, don't yell at me. Don't get mad at me." I was taken aback and then laughed to myself. Where did he learn that? Well, I told Gary about it and to his astonishment, he did the same thing to Gary today. I was witness to that too and Gary didn't even raise his voice at Mason. I am afraid of what the teenage years may hold for us if he has already learned how to try to manipulate us now. Yikes!
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Monday, October 20, 2008
Thursday, October 16, 2008
I love you all the time.
I miss you all the time.
I eat that all the time.
I like CeeCee (my mom) all the time.
I go to school all the time.
I want to ride the horsies all the time.
On a different note. Yesterday I caught little girl trying to pull herself up to standing in her crib on the monitor. So I raced upstairs with my heart down in my knees to find her gnawing on the crib rail almost all the way up in standing. Needless to say, I lowered the crib mattress immediately. Today, she pulled herself to standing all the way up by herself. Yikes! She is 6.5 months old. That girl is definitely keeping us on our toes. I did finally get the top of the stairs gated yesterday, now I'm working on the bottom.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
We were all driving to dinner this evening and Reese was starting to cry in the backseat. Mason says, "Baby Ree crying, I don't think she like me". Gary and I had to crack up at that one.
Yesterday I was trying to get him to eat his chicken at dinner. After repeating "eat your chicken" several times, Mason scoots close to me, starts stroking my arm very gently with his hand, and says in a very sweet voice "Mama, I love you all the time." I laughed and gushed, but still made him eat his chicken. It was a nice try to get out of it though.
We have had a recent problem with Mason crying each day I drop him off at MDO. It has been getting better. This morning as Gary was getting ready to leave for work, Mason told him "Daddy you go to work? I pick you up. You don't cry." We just had to laugh because it is the same thing I have to tell him each time. Wouldn't you know he didn't cry this morning. It was great!
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Gary did earn his 'man card' back on Saturday after watching college football all day long.
On Sunday, we decided to take a spur of the moment trip to the Fort Worth Zoo. Mason was so excited when we told him where we were going. This only happens about once or twice a year so it was a big deal that we didn't even plan for it. Each time we go to the zoo, we always take a minor detour and stop in Hurst for the best Mexican fast food ever...Rosas's Cafe. They are a staple when you live in west Texas, and that is one of the very few things we miss about west Texas. Usually, we buy extra and take it home and freeze it, but this time we had lunch first and then went to the zoo. So we have to wait probably another 6 months or so until more beef fajitas with queso. Yum!
I followed in the footsteps of a friend and made the decision not to take the camera to the zoo. I have to say it was quite liberating. Not feeling like I had to have the perfect picture at every exhibit. Plus, Reese wanted to be carried the majority of the way. So it worked out well for everyone involved.
We even took the kids to the park later when we got home. I joke with Gary saying we would have won a parenting award on Sunday since we had so much fun and it was all about the kids that day. It's so easy to get caught up with work, cleaning, cooking, and living that sometimes the kids don't get the attention they need at all times. I'm working on it.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Thursday, October 9, 2008
I can't believe she is 6 months already. She has been such a sweet baby and is truly a blessing.
She doesn't normally get her pacifier unless it's nap or bedtime. However, now that she is mobile, I have found that a pacifier in the mouth means nothing else will go in (i.e. stickers, dogfood, popcorn, mail, etc.).
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
I know you guys have been hanging on the edge of your seats waiting for my scrapbook page entry, so you're wait is over. I have been looking forward to completing this page since Reese was born. That's just the silly part of me being excited about a play on words involving Gary's favorite candy. And, I did not disappoint myself either. I'm sure Gary is glad that it is finished and that I will stop talking about it soon.
Reese is officially creeping on her hands and knees. She is never in the same place we have left her, which is going to make me have to keep my house cleaner from here on out. Mason loves popcorn and isn't exactly the neatest eater, and I haven't been the fastest at cleaning up messes either. So between the two of us we have to be more careful now.
Mason goes back and forth between being a camera ham and not wanting to be involved. He was in a ham it up mood today. As mentioned before, he loves his popcorn and has been asking for it everynight after dinner. Boy, does he know how to manipulate. When I was leaving for the retreat Saturday evening, Gary was getting ready to put Mason to bed when Mason says "Daddy, you eat popcorn WITH me in the chair and watch Chicken Little?" in the cutest melt your daddy's heart voice. It worked. They watched the entire movie before going to bed.
On a side note, Gary did survive the 18 hours alone with the kiddos which involved one night. They were pretty easy on him I have to say.
Monday, October 6, 2008
Friday, October 3, 2008
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Me: "Eeeewwwww! That stinks! That must be a skunk!"
Mason: "Mama, I not a skunk, I Mason."
Me: "No sweetie, I smell something stinky and I bet it's a skunk."
Mason: "I not a skunk Mama, I Mason."
Me: "Mason, I'm not calling you a skunk. I smell a skunk."
Mason: "I not a skunk Mama. I Mason."
I could see this conversation wasn't going anywhere.
Apparently I have said this often lately.
Me: "Mason, time for a bath."
Mason: "I'm coming."
Me (a minute later): "Mason, get up here please"
Mason: "I''mmm coommminnnggg."
Me ( a minute later): "Mason! Now please."
Mason: "I'm coming! I'm not going to tell you again!"
Can you believe that!!!???