Category: Family

It has been quite busy around here over the past few weeks. We got to see our cousin Adam over Easter & he’s walking! What fun. There have been Easter egg hunts and trips to the zoo. Playdates at the park and story time at the library. A few stories from the past few months with Wilson follow (go down to the next post for a few pictures).

Wilson to Mamma while she’s working at her desk: I hide da Easta eggs for you
I walk in to the yard to find that all along the horizontal piece of our fence Wilson has placed all the Easter eggs he found at his school Easter egg hunt for me to find

Mamma to Wilson at bedtime with Wilson repeating after her: Okay, here’s your Bible verse, Love God . . . and love . . . each other . . . First John . . . 4:21
Wilson to Mamma: . . . Love God . . . and love each other . . . NO Mamma, it’s UNCLE John- not first John . . . four tenty one

Mamma to Wilson: Wilson, do you need to poo-poo on the potty?
Wilson to Mamma: What’s his name?

(a little explanation I’m sure is in order- we are about 85% on potty training and staying dry for the most part, but we are having a good bit of trouble with the, shall I say, solid waste department. So, to encourage Wilson, for any successful attempt he receives a new Cars character. Before he is even willing to try, he wants to know what the car he MIGHT receive’s name is)

Wilson to Mamma: I need to tee-tee on potty. Thank u for tellin me. I so proud a u!

(apparently we’re no longer for positive reinforcement or encouragement, he’s available for self praise 24 hours a day)

Mamma to Wilson: Just PLEASE try your _______ (fill in the blank, veggies, meat, fruit, whatever is NOT the flavor of the week)
Wilson (touching whatever the food is to his tongue and putting it back on his plate) to Mamma: I try it, thank you, i so proud of you! You have bassert now.

Wilson (casually walking past a candy dish at his Granna’s house) to himself: I tee-tee on potty (he then takes a congratulatory handful of jelly beans and shoves them in his mouth- apparently at some point that day he had made it to the potty on time and felt he was slighted by the fact that I have not rewarded that in over a month!)

Wilson to Lightning McQueen matchbox car: You in time out, you stay right here (apparently reenacting his teacher’s actions to him that day in school)

. . . and my personal favorite . . .

Nice elderly lady in the grocery store to Wilson: Well aren’t you just the cutest thing!?
Wilson to nice elderly lady in the grocery store: Bless your heart!

Just in case it’s been awhile since you’ve been part of a playdate between a couple of two year olds, I thought I’d share the below video of Nathan and Wilson playing together. If I suddenly am unable to blog any more due to computer problems, you’ll now know why!

Here are some pictures from Wilson’s great-granddaddy’s birthday. It was a great time made even more special since Wilson’s great-uncle Bruce was able to be down from Chicago for the celebration.

High-fiving with Uncle Brad

Construction movies (see the dancing video below) are even better on Paw’s new big TV

Happy Birthday, Papa!

Uncle Bruce is the coolest- he brought me a bag of rocks all the way from Chicago. For some reason airport security thought this was odd!

Last week Phil and I had a wonderful little retreat from the day to day. We drove to Savannah, GA last Monday and came home on Friday. We had a great time sleeping late, roaming around the city, and eating some great food! Below are a few pictures:

Fort Pulaski- built by Robert E Lee and used in the Civil War (it was VERY bright this day- I had to really work with the contrast and get rid of the color to get anything to show up)

Here’s a little gator we stumbled upon at Pulaski, maybe if there had been a few more of these, Lee wouldn’t have had so much trouble with the Yankees!

While we were gone, Wilson stayed with his Uncle John, Granna, and aunt Suzanne, who came down to help out because Big Daddy had to be out of town. I don’t think he even knew we were gone. What do you think? (these are all scans of photos- the color’s a little off on these, too):

Wilson & Granna

Wilson testing out Granna’s new urns

Wilson and Suzanne

Granna walked in to find the above scene. Wilson decided he needed a better view of the TV, so he drug his high chair into the den from the kitchen

Pee-pie, Granna!

Here’s the video of Wilson dancing from two posts ago that I couldn’t get to upload. Enjoy!

Today was a pretty fun day as far days go around here. We woke up and decided that we should go for a pre-mom-&-dad-leaving-town-for-a-week check up. A couple weeks ago Wilson came down with basically a head infection- with sinuses, eyes, & an ear being effected. All that cleared up just about as quickly as it came on but he has been left with a cough that has just gotten worse. Diagnosis- the sinus infection just hasn’t cleared up. Nothing a little antibiotic, a cherry sucker, and 2 Sesame Street stickers can’t cure. Our best pal, Nathan’s, little brother was feeling a little under the weather. So, since we all had to miss playgroup this morning we took some Chick-Fil-A over to their house for lunch. At one point we noticed that the older boys were playing surprisingly quite well for a change. We had not had any reports of a car being stolen or a “that’s my’s” being yelled from Nathan’s room (a popular phrase of both the boys & a testimate to how early one’s piers have an affect on a child- they both say “my’s”) They were actually on the floor PLAYING TOGETHER! In hind sight, Jamie and I should have grabbed the keys and the baby and ran- ANYWHERE. Two two year olds playing together is no small feat. Next, we heard the two just dying out laughing, then there would be a pause and then more laughter- which as any mom knows, means there’s trouble just mere feet away. This puts you in a huge moral quandary- you’re dying to know what in the world is so funny, but you don’t really want to see it. You know they’re actually having a good time without you and you don’t want to interrupt, but you know whatever is so fun, also probably calls for disciplinary action. We sat for a while and listened to the laughter until we just couldn’t take it anymore. We had to see. What we found were two boys learning and perfect many age appropriate skills. Basically they had invented a game (skill learned: intelligence, creativity, ingenuity). They were taking turns (skill learned: manners, working well with others) throwing anything they could get there hands on (skill mastered: being 2) and then dying out laughing (skilled mastered: being all boy, destruction is F-U-N). The floor was covered in train tracks, hotwheels, books, puzzle pieces and miscellaneous pieces of wall art (that were apparently prizes for the best throws). On a side note- the smell when you walked in the room would have knocked you over. This game apparently takes away the knowledge that you are supposed to “you know what” on the potty. So we had to clear a path large enough to lay the boys down and change them. They looked each other in the eye and began to chant in a sing songy way “I stinky, I stinky, I stinky. Mamma clean it up, Mamma clean it up!”(skill mastered: being all boy, destruction is F-U-N, boys make dirt & spew it everywhere [Chop we were right all along!] & if you’re cute enough, your mom’ll clean up anything) We also taught Nathan that you don’t have to take a nap right after lunch, 2:00 will do just fine (hopefully his mamma won’t hate me for this little life lesson). It actually worked out quite well for me. Wilson fell asleep in the car on the way home, mumbled his mantra “watcha movie” as I put him in his bed, then slept for about an hour. He woke up, came in my room, got in my bed, and slept for about another hour. Then woke up got in my lap and slept for another 30 minutes or so while I talked to Aunt Ash. We topped the day off by going over to Granna and Big Daddy’s for the evening. I let them & the dogs finish him off. He was asking to put his pajamas on and get in his bed when we got home and happily only read one book. We said prayers and I tucked him in and left the room without so much as a “say prayers” “read ’bout Jesus” or “mamma lay side you” (roughly translated, pray about everything I’ve come in contact with over the last two years, read a Bible story- an excellent stall tactic, what mother is going to say “no, we’re not reading any more about Jesus, now go to sleep” and lastly, mamma lay down beside me).

For visual aid, below are a couple of pictures of Wilson and Nathan playing (one at Wilson’s birthday party and the other in their halloween costumes). Sleep tight.

Okay, one more little clip. His Pat-Pat has found a very cool video series that talks all about various machinery- construction vehicles, farming equipment, etc. Apparently the sound track is quite catchy. As you’ll see in the next video, white men CAN dance. (Okay, maybe they can’t, but they sure have fun trying!)

Alright, for some reason the dancing clip wouldn’t load! Check back later, I’ll have my IT guy take a look at it . . . Phiii-ul!

I was just instructed by my two year old to “get out of shower & put make up on!”. THE NERVE!! One of my eyes is almost completely swollen shut, I haven’t breathed through my nose in 3 days, and my head is killing me all thanks to this little carrier monkey who’s happily rolling a firetruck through my house. I have a good mind to tell him Lightning McQueen is just a cartoon, Elmo’s a puppet and Santa Clause isn’t real! Sheesh!