Saturday evening here, and there is a lot on my mind. Thanksgiving, family, mine and Jaxon's trip to California tomorrow, but mostly choices. I've been thinking about free agency, what a blessing and a burden. Enough about that...
Thanksgiving was fun and delicious. After several changes of plans, Jaxon, Dave, and I ended up eating with my brother Ryan, and sister in law Emily, and her extended family. A kinder group or more delicious dinner could not have been found anywhere else! We were definately strays, and we are very grateful they took us in!
Thanksgiving weekend has been spent just as it should be- with family. Ryan helped Dave put up Christmas lights,(can you imagine Dave, lover of all things Christmas, WIGGLING with excitement???) (And yes, Dave has gleefully delved into his Christmas sock collection- currently wearing a pair that have motion-sensor lights on the side...I love my big kid!!!) while the kids wreaked havoc in the driveway and up and down the street, and the moms chatted in the driveway and kept the chaos to a minimum. We also had a picnic to celebrate Emily's bummer birthday (on Thanksgiving...enough said) and let the kids run themselves silly again while we thoroughly enjoyed some adult conversation.
Tomorrow Jaxon and I are caravaning to California with Ryan and Emily, where we will spend Monday with my sis in law Sarah (Dave's brothers wife) and their kids, then Tuesday is Knotts, Wed. is Disney, and THursday we drive home. I have been known to a be a hater...or at least "disliker" of all things Disney. But Emily promises that the magic is renued when you go with a child, and also that right now the crowds are non-existant...I'll let you know when the verdict is in! I'm a little nervous about sharing one hotel room with Jaxon, and am PRAYING the bathroom is big enough for his pack-n-play!
So, this is probably it from me for a while, back at the end of the week...
PS- I know I had Christmas music playing, but this is my new FAVORITE SONG!!! I heard it at the end of Twilight...but that is not why I love it. Speaking of Twilight, it was everything I heard it was- silly, and great all at once. (Dave would call it "suck awesome!") and I would definately see it again, and again I would giggle at some parts that are not supposed to be funny!
You win some, you lose some.
This is an exerpt from a weekly email I get from Babycenter talking about the average progress of a toddler Jaxon's age...
"The typical young preschooler picks up new words every single day and will soon be able to string them together in sentences from two to four words long."
This is what Jaxon said to Dave and I last night at dinner...(you can't say the kid doesn't think things through...)
(this monologue is about a 3-tiered dessert server that is on our kitchen table at the moment)
"Mom- dis is made out in glass? If I knockee over, it would break and it would hurt me?...and I might bleed, and I would cry and cry?...you would be mad and angry at me...and I would have-a go to time out? Daddy would have-a keen it up?"
On the flip side, Jaxon is still falling down A LOT, and walking on his tip-toes A LOT. We are pretty sure he has a condition called "toe walking" which isn't too serious, but does need to be corrected. He has an appointment in two weeks with an Orthopedic specialist, and also a physical therapy evaluation. Please pray that whatever it is, there is a way to help make it better!
"The typical young preschooler picks up new words every single day and will soon be able to string them together in sentences from two to four words long."
This is what Jaxon said to Dave and I last night at dinner...(you can't say the kid doesn't think things through...)
(this monologue is about a 3-tiered dessert server that is on our kitchen table at the moment)
"Mom- dis is made out in glass? If I knockee over, it would break and it would hurt me?...and I might bleed, and I would cry and cry?...you would be mad and angry at me...and I would have-a go to time out? Daddy would have-a keen it up?"
On the flip side, Jaxon is still falling down A LOT, and walking on his tip-toes A LOT. We are pretty sure he has a condition called "toe walking" which isn't too serious, but does need to be corrected. He has an appointment in two weeks with an Orthopedic specialist, and also a physical therapy evaluation. Please pray that whatever it is, there is a way to help make it better!
SO SO FUNNY!!!
Okay, I am still laughing out loud!!! For Thanksgiving--Dave, Jaxon, and I are going to go out to lunch with my brother Scott (from California) and his Girlfriend. So, he said pick any restuarant and get a private room (he is from California, and obviously doesn't know that nice restuarants like that don't actually exist in Gilbert) So I have waited till the last minute and am now online getting numbers to nice restuarants and calling to see if-
1. They are open on Thanksgiving
2. They are open for lunch
3. They have private rooms (not a must, but we will have Jaxon)
So, I am using a google search that brought up all the restuarants in a certain price range, and just calling down the list (To no avail I might add) Anyway, every number on the list up to this point called straight to the restuarant. So, I called "Top of the Rock" at the Buttes Marriott- and this was the conversation-
Lady: "Hello, thank you for calling..yadda yadda...how may I help you?"
Me: "Hi, I was just wondering if you were open on Thanksgiving Day?"
Lady: "Um, yes...we are open 24 hours."
Me: "Oh really?! Okay, do you have any private rooms available?"
Lady: "Um, all of our rooms are private ma'am..."
Me:"uh, what?... OH WAIT! I am trying to call the restuarant!"
Lady: "I'm sorry ma'am, this is the front desk of the hotel!"
Seriously? What on earth was lady thinking of me when I asked her if they were open on Thanksgiving, and if they had any private rooms?? HILARIOUS!!!
1. They are open on Thanksgiving
2. They are open for lunch
3. They have private rooms (not a must, but we will have Jaxon)
So, I am using a google search that brought up all the restuarants in a certain price range, and just calling down the list (To no avail I might add) Anyway, every number on the list up to this point called straight to the restuarant. So, I called "Top of the Rock" at the Buttes Marriott- and this was the conversation-
Lady: "Hello, thank you for calling..yadda yadda...how may I help you?"
Me: "Hi, I was just wondering if you were open on Thanksgiving Day?"
Lady: "Um, yes...we are open 24 hours."
Me: "Oh really?! Okay, do you have any private rooms available?"
Lady: "Um, all of our rooms are private ma'am..."
Me:"uh, what?... OH WAIT! I am trying to call the restuarant!"
Lady: "I'm sorry ma'am, this is the front desk of the hotel!"
Seriously? What on earth was lady thinking of me when I asked her if they were open on Thanksgiving, and if they had any private rooms?? HILARIOUS!!!
Throw sequence
Here is that throw sequence from our Family photoshoot that I mentioned. Jaxon usually loves to have Dave throw him in the air, and Dave really chucks him up there. I love to take pictures of it, so my normal worrisome self takes a breather. Even after this one I just had to chuckle, but mostly because we documented it!
Dave digs down deep into the legs for maximum throwing height You can tell Jaxon is enjoying it-
Ready! Set! GO! (Jaxon is still having fun)
Jaxon thinks it would be funny to hold onto Daddy's hand- obviously he can't, but it throws him WAY off balance-
HEAVEN HELP US!!!
Is this considered a safe landing? All's well that ends well I guess-
Overheard-
Yesterday I took Jaxon over to his cousins house to play while I went the cannery and canned for my sister and I. (what happened on the way over there will be blogged later this evening when I have time to weave the tale with the detail it deserves!) Anyway- Before I left I was chatting with my sis and the kids were outside.
I thought I heard Kalle (4) say something a little strange, so I said to my sister,
"I think Kalle just said, 'Jaxon, can I hammer these nails into your hands?' "
Amber: (Laughing) "Oh! We just watched the Lamb of God video yesterday, I guess that's where she got it!"
About 3 minutes later Kalle came in with a Fisher Price hammer and two sticks about 4 inches in length. She said,
"MOM! Jaxon won't lay down on the ground for me!"
We thought it was pretty funny, because we knew exactly what she was going to try to do, and Jaxon was smart not to go anywhere near her!
I thought I heard Kalle (4) say something a little strange, so I said to my sister,
"I think Kalle just said, 'Jaxon, can I hammer these nails into your hands?' "
Amber: (Laughing) "Oh! We just watched the Lamb of God video yesterday, I guess that's where she got it!"
About 3 minutes later Kalle came in with a Fisher Price hammer and two sticks about 4 inches in length. She said,
"MOM! Jaxon won't lay down on the ground for me!"
We thought it was pretty funny, because we knew exactly what she was going to try to do, and Jaxon was smart not to go anywhere near her!
Crankypants and the photoshoot
This is what happens when the mother of aforementioned crankiest child on earth tries to do a little shoot of said child...enjoy...or cry like I am...
This title of this next sequence was taken from Jaxon's exact words-
(narrated by Jaxon)
"DON'T tell me not to pick my nose!"
"NOOOOOO!!! I DON'T WANNA SMILE!"
Valiant effort: The fake Smile
"WHY ME?"
This title of this next sequence was taken from Jaxon's exact words-
"I'M SO MAD AND ANGRY! DEES PANTS AREN'T PAYING ATTENTION TO ME!!!"
(he wanted to roll them up and they weren't staying...)
Come on...whose jealous???
"Is it really THIS easy?" ...Um. No.
"Is it really this easy" was my stupid thought on taking Paci away from Jaxon! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!!! CALGONE TAKE ME AWAY!!!! Seriously, Jaxon has been the crankiest, crabbiest, most cantankerous kid you ever met in your life. He talks back, whines, cries, complains, hits, bops, whacks, tackles and rarely cracks a smile! Oh and those naps and bedtimes that he used to adore..? FORGET ABOUT IT!!! Now it's 20 straight minutes of hysterically crying, bargaining, and made up maladies to get out of bed! Naps are now usually 20 minutes of crying, 45 minutes of sleeping, then a fresh round of hysterical crying as he jolts to wake with no paci to pacify and lull back to sleep!... Followed by at least an hour of extreme crankiness, followed by the rest of the day of run-of-the-mill Jaxon's regular crankiness! AND!!! As an interesting side note, after that first night he never even asked for Paci again- IT'S ME THAT MISSES PACI! OH PACI!! WHERE ARE YOU????? When he was in bed Yesterday night - he was hysterical for about 45 minutes screaming our names at the top of his sobbing lungs, only to tell us such things as we forgot to kiss Bumble, put the covers over Pablo, or put his socks in the hamper!! We searched high and low for a night-light to no avail, so we improvised with a wicker basket over a flashlight, and it appeased him enough to let his tired little body go to sleep.
Today we got him a nightlight, and things (in the nap department) seem to be going a little better, but how do you stop a 2 year old from constant back-talk? I mean seriously, who does this turkey think he is?? He has taken to yelling things at me like," You say sorry to me RIGHT NOW LITTLE GURR!" "You don't tell me to stop it! I tell you to stop it! STOP IT MOMMY!" and my personal (least) favorite- 'NEVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!" yelled at the top of his lungs, like after I have asked him to hold my hand in a parking lot, stop shaking and spilling his sippy cup on purpose, or when asked to share his water bottle with his cousin Oakley! I give up.
Today we got him a nightlight, and things (in the nap department) seem to be going a little better, but how do you stop a 2 year old from constant back-talk? I mean seriously, who does this turkey think he is?? He has taken to yelling things at me like," You say sorry to me RIGHT NOW LITTLE GURR!" "You don't tell me to stop it! I tell you to stop it! STOP IT MOMMY!" and my personal (least) favorite- 'NEVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!" yelled at the top of his lungs, like after I have asked him to hold my hand in a parking lot, stop shaking and spilling his sippy cup on purpose, or when asked to share his water bottle with his cousin Oakley! I give up.
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