Christmas 2010

We were so blessed by our family and friends this Christmas! It was a wonderful Holiday! Thank you to all of you!

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Poem

I am loving the age that Conner is at right now! Some days are rougher than others, but I would not trade it for anything! I came across this poem and wanted to share it!

One of these days, you'll shout, "Why don't you kids grow up and act your age!"And they will.
Or, "You guys get outside and find yourselves something to do ... and don't slam the door!"And they won't.You'll straighten up the boys' bedroom neat and tidy -- bumper stickers discarded, bedspread tucked and smooth, toys displayed on the shelves. Hangers in the closet. Animals caged. And you'll say out loud, "Now I want it to stay this way."And it will.You'll prepare a perfect dinner with a salad that hasn't been picked to death and a cake with no finger traces in the icing, and you'll say, "Now, there's a meal for company."And you'll eat it alone.You'll say: "I want complete privacy on the phone. No dancing around. No demolition crews. Silence! Do you hear?" And you'll have it.No more plastic tablecloths stained with spaghetti.No more bedspreads to protect the sofa from damp bottoms.No more gates to stumble over at the top of the basement steps.No more clothespins under the sofa.No more playpens to arrange a room around.No more anxious nights under a vaporizer tent.No more sand on the sheets or Popeye movies in the bathrooms.No more iron-on patches, wet, knotted shoestrings, tight boots, or rubber bands for ponytails.Imagine. A lipstick with a point on it. No baby sitter for New Year's Eve. Washing only once a week. Seeing a steak that isn't ground. Having your teeth cleaned without a baby on your lap.No PTA meetings.No car pools.No blaring radios.No one washing her hair at 11 o'clock at night.Having your own roll of Scotch tape.Think about it. No more Christmas presents out of toothpicks and library paste.No more sloppy oatmeal kisses.No more tooth fairy.No giggles in the dark.No knees to heal, no responsibility.Only a voice crying, "Why don't you grow up?"and the silence echoing, "I did."

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas to Everyone!

15 Months

We have a 15 month old! 15 months seems old to me, I'm not sure why though. Conner is at such a fun age right now! His personality is coming out more and more each day! And he is learning so many new things! We love every second that we get to spend with him!

At 15 Months Conner-

~Is wearing mostly 18 month clothes

~Size 3 diapers and size 5 shoes

~Has 10 teeth

~Is still shy

~Loves to run in circles

~Loves to move! He loves to dance, climb, run, whatever-as long as he is moving!

~Can climb off couches and beds backwards

~Knows where his head, eyes, tongue, nose, bellybutton, butt and pee pee are!

~Can say mom (but rarely does), dad, dog, please (with an h in it somewhere), caka (cracker), he can meow and say woof.

~Is still using a bottle but has mastered the sippy cup

~Still hates eating for his mom but will eat for almost anyone else.

~He is very independent

Meeting The Big Guy

This is the first time Conner met Santa! He hated him! And Dad is still in India so he missed it!

Conner was kicking and screaming and was wiggling while this photo was taken, hence the blurriness!