Friday, February 27, 2009

Edison is ONE!

I cannot believe this boy is one year old. My how time flies. Wow. For Edison's birthday we had cupcakes that were evidently delicious,opened presents, of course with the help of Gordon,
and went to the Family Fun Park to crawl around in the soft play area. Everyone had a great time, even when I had a cupcake shoved in my face.The End!

Thursday, February 26, 2009

To Edison



Dear Edison,

Edison I want you to know that you are an absolute joy in our family. I was really nervous to have a second child but if I knew you were coming, I would have been so excited. You are so full of love and happiness that everyone around you can't help but love you and be happy with you. You have the biggest smile that stretches from ear to ear and looks like your cheeks are just going to burst! I love it. I have told your father that if we could guarantee that all our babies would be as pleasant as you, I would have ten more! (Not really) I hope that your happiness and easy-going nature continue on through out your life because optimism is a sign of great faith and with great faith you can achieve anything.
Right now Edison, you enjoy experimenting with your taste buds by putting anything and everything in your mouth , testing the theory of gravity, walking around the room with the help of a hand, chair, ottoman, toy..., demanding whatever it is that I am eating, and getting lots of attention by smiling at anyone who will look at you.
We love you so much Edison and are so glad you are part of our family. Happy Birthday!

Love, Mommy

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Friday, February 13, 2009

Boys will be boys


Calling all mothers of little boys! Lately Gordon is so into saying potty words. You know like poop, bum/butt, booboobs (a word he learned from his friend for boobs) and other such words. He knows he is not supposed to say these words but its like the forbidden fruit. He just can't stay away. He'll come up to me and say, "I didn't say poop" just so he can get it out without getting in trouble. Or he'll whisper, "booboobs" like I can't hear him. The other day, he had a friend over and they were saying these words. When I got after them, I heard his little friend say, "Lets go in your room and say it." What is so fascinating about bathroom talk? Is it just because I don't want him using those words in every day language? Should I just ignore it? But then I feel like I've already told him its not polite to say those things except when we are in the bathroom and then if I just stop reminding him its like I quit. He can do anything he wants as long as he wears me down. You know? So I need advice. Do I just leave it alone? Or try explaining it better- why we don't use those words?

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Gordon is part of Early Head Start, a program here for kids aged 0 to 3 years. I put Gordon on the waiting list when he turned two because I was worried he was behind in his speech development. (Now how I wish I could go back to those days when he DIDN'T talk my ear off all day!) Anyway, we finally got on the program about 5 months ago. It is great because he gets to play with all sorts of new toys and it makes me take time out to sit down and play with him for two hours. I also get to see where Gordon should be developmentally, know what I can work on with him and so on. Gordon also really loves our Family Educator, Sejia. She is an older lady from Finland. The other day she brought a box of dress up clothes and Gordon had soooo much fun. Here he is as a race car driver. He loved this costume the most. He would sit in the recliner and pretend to drive really fast and crash. Edison and I were the pit crew. We had to fix his car really fast. The only costume Edison could wear was the Fireman "apron" but he still had fun too. Edison has fun doing anything, even chewing on a cardboard box.
Gordon had so much fun, he made Seija promise to bring them back next week. I love my little boy's imagination.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Drama, drama, drama

I was reading through my journal today and found this entry from my Junior year in high school that was so funny. I thought I would share some of it with you. Names have been changed to protect privacy. The black writing are my thoughts today.

"I just got back from a date with Bob. It was pretty good. I really like him for some reason. I don't know why. He dresses like a skater and swears a little bit and ditches seminary but I know he has a good heart. I know I can bring the goodness out of him oh please! sweet innocence But I think he likes Suzie, of course everyone likes Suzie. She's funny, talkative, nice, and cool, and beautiful. She can talk to anybody. I liked Jim and now he likes her. He is like head over heels with her. Anyway, I think Bob likes her, well I don't blame him. But I really want him to like me; I don't know how to do that though. What am I going to do?! the world is going to end if I can't get this boy to like me Before the date I went shopping for some things and everyone called me. Really? EVERYONE I was so mad. Greg who I might add was a Senior and was totally unexpected asked me out on a date and I couldn't go because I was already going on a date with Bob and I NEVER get asked out on dates and the one time I do I can't go and I like Greg. And then Jo I mean Bob it is hard remembering their "names" called while I was out too. I called him back and his sister told me that he was out to dinner. I was so mad. What if he called to cancel and I couldn't go out with any of them. Anyway, I did go with Bob, obviously. Everyone liked him and he was cool and nice and funny. But he likes Suzie. And I kind of like Jacob I certainly was boy crazy and I don't know who he likes, probably Suzie too because he was talking to her a lot too. I don't know what to do. Because if I can't get a boy to like me I might as well die!
How do I get Bob to like me? I am not good at that. I can totally flirt and be myself with guys I don't like but guys I do like, I can't be myself and I can't get them to like me. Fred likes me and I don't like him. Why can't I find a guy I like that likes me back?! I am going to the prom with Fred next weekend. I am also going on a date with Fred tomorrow to the Jive concert. Hold on I thought I NEVER got asked out? I hope he doesn't try to hold my hand or anything because I don't like him. We went to the drive in and held hands and I didn't want to. It was only for like five minutes. I just want to be his friend. I guess I'll just hate boys for the rest of my life. I think it is better that way."

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed me making fun of my younger self. Everything was so dramatic. I just want you to know that I did write in my journal about other stuff than just boys but I edited all that out.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Sometimes Words Just Don't Cut It

(No pun intended on that title. Man I crack myself up.) I got my hair cut on Tuesday and I was trying to describe it to my sister and she just couldn't imagine it and informed me I HAD to post pictures.

The first thing Chris said when I walked in the door, "Wow, you did go short. Going for the mom hair cut, huh? ....I mean its like a COOL mom hair cut." Nice save Chris. I am not sure how I feel about it. I wanted to do something different and that is definitely what I got. Yes, it is supposed to be longer on one side than the other.