Sunday, December 27, 2009
On Christmas Eve, the boys always get new pajamas from Mommy and Daddy. This year, instead of Christmas pajamas, we got them character pajamas. Jack got Mickey Mouse and Alexander got Mario and they were off the wall excited about them. I mean... seriously off the wall excited. Silly boys!
Alexander graced my bed with his presence around 2:30AM and began asking to go downstairs to open presents. He announced that he had seen Santa's sleigh flying away from our house. He was so excited that he could not fall back to sleep until about 4AM. I finally moved to the floor to get away from his wiggling. Jack woke us all at 6:30AM. So... I was a bit tired for most of Christmas day, but I really can't complain too much. The boys were sufficiently spoiled by Santa, their uncles, and their grandparents. Jack could hardly move on to other presents once he found the Pez in his stocking.
I have not confused my holidays here. One of the things that Santa brought the boys was some costumes: Mario and a motocross driver suit. Something tells me Santa likes after-Halloween sales as much as I do!
Some of their other favorite presents were their new bedding (Mickey Mouse for Jack and Spiderman for Alexander) from their grandparents. Jack also really loved the Imaginext Dragon Fortress and Batcave they got from Santa, but mostly the "guys" from those sets. So far Alexander has spent a lot of time playing his new board games, with his new Legos, and the new video games we got.
Justin won a couple of awards at work, which came with gift cards as prizes, plus an iPod nano. We didn't really want the iPod, but we returned it and used the gift cards as well to get ourselves a Wii and the new Mario game for Christmas. It was amazing that the pricing worked out perfectly. We spent every dollar of those gift cards, but not a dollar of our own. It was meant to be! It was Santa! (Okay, it was Justin's hard work that earned him those awards. Congrats, Honey!) We put them under the tree and everything! Here's a (not great) photo of our Wii Miis. We're pretty excited since we didn't think we'd be able to justify the purchase of a Wii for a couple of years! :D
We had a great visit and dinner with PopPop, Grandma and Grandpa and we thank them (and far-off Uncle Matt and Uncle Harry) for all the great gifts.
We hope everyone else out there celebrating Christmas had at least as wonderful a day as we did!
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Some thoughts on being a third time mom
When I was pregnant with Alexander, I was petrified of the delivery, having little idea what to expect besides PAIN. After I delivered him, I wanted to get out of the hospital as soon as possible, and only spent one night in. I was happy to be home where I could at least sleep in half hour chunks in between soothing and/or nursing him.
When I was pregnant with Jack, I was mortified that I would have to be away from Alexander for almost three days while I while I was in the hospital with Jack. Since being diagnosed with the clotting disorder, I was not allowed to leave early and had to spend a total of three nights at the hospital. Oh, how I missed my big boy while I was there. I was so happy to be home so that I could play with him again. Jack even let me sleep in one hour chunks!
Now that I am pregnant with my third child, the post-delivery hospital stay almost seems like a welcome break! Sure, I'll be uncomfortable, in pain, and getting used to a newborn. I'll be poked by needles, prodded by nurses and doctors, and get little to no sleep. Blood pressure monitors will beep through the night. IVs will impede my movement. I'll have to wear inflatable stockings to make sure my blood is flowing properly through my legs. Nurses will badger me about how often and for how long Kai has breastfed, and on which side(s). I'll have to eat hospital food and smell hospital smells and wear hospital gowns. But I won't have to clean anything, pick up after anyone, entertain anyone, scold anyone, enforce rules with anyone, make anyone meals (aside from producing breast milk, of course), and I'll *ONLY* have to take care of a newborn. ONLY?! What planet am I from where that seems like a break?! You may as well sign me up for the loony bin now.
Monday, December 21, 2009
Gingerbread House Year Two
We have steps to our back door (which we could not open) under there somewhere...
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Alexander spent a lot of time practicing and perfecting his songs for his preschool Christmas program this week. He was pretty excited to perform. Justin got a better video, which includes Alexander yelling, "Hi, Mommy!" before beginning to sing, but I'm not sure how to upload his, so here's the one I took with my camera. Also, I had to use YouTube this time, so hopefully it works. Be careful, when you make it loud enough to hear the kids, the clapping between numbers is pretty loud. You may want to position a finger above the mute button. Also, if you can hang in there til the end, the last song is the funniest. His class also performed Jingle Bells and We Wish you a Merry Christmas with the entire preschool, but those performances were far less entertaining than these that they sang as class. Their teachers refer to them as The Fabulous Five.
Merry Christmas from Alexander!
Monday, December 14, 2009
What a 4-year-old Dreams
Friday, December 11, 2009
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Those who can't do: teach.
Alexander: Mommy you can't let them kick you.
Me: It's not like I did it on purpose, Alexander. I know that.
... a few minutes later...
Alexander: Mommy, you can't jump there.
Me: I know, Honey. It was an accident. If you know how to do this level so well, why don't you do it and show me?
Alexander: I can't do it, I can just tell you how to do it.