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Friday, January 28, 2011

More Snow.....WHAT????

Seriously?  More snow?

Yes indeed!  More snow!  About a foot to be precise.  At least we got a snow day out of it!  HOORAY!  We spent the day lounging in our PJs, baking muffins, trying out paints together for the first time, playing outside in the snow (we were much more successful this time as compared to last time), and napping all while a pot of homemade chili simmered away on the stove.  As Jackson would say, "it's delicious"!  The only bad part was watching Daddy shovel us out.  Though, I am thoroughly over the 'snow', I will take more 'snow days'!




 Our First Snowman








Wednesday, January 26, 2011

SURPRISE!

This weekend we celebrated Aunt Tara's 30th birthday with a big surprise party with lots of friends and family! 

Boy was she surprised!


Who loves Aunt Tara?

 I do! I do!

 So I think I'll give you a kiss...

 and another.....

 and another!

 One of our famous self shots.  (We have gotten pretty good at these over the years!)

 All the kiddies

 A smiley family shot!

 Haming Cheesing it up for the camera

Happy 30th Aunt Tara!  WE LOVE YOU!!!!!

Monday, January 24, 2011

Winter Blues

 These pictures kind of speak for themselves....







Warmer weather and happiness please come back to us..... this 9 degrees of misery is really starting to get to us!

We need more days like this!


Friday, January 14, 2011

No Snow!

 
The name of this post may be very misleading.  Don't be fooled, we got about six inches here.  Snow day off, sleeping in, relaxing breakfast, snuggling under blankets....ahhhhh.

"Jackson, do you want to go outside and play in the snow?"  I asked.
"Play in snow, outside, yes!" he replied

So dressed we got.  Snow pants and boots and hat, and mittens and jacket (for both of us).

And then....



It did get a little better...for a few minutes.....





 As much as it looks like he is enjoying this, he was really more focused on getting his mitten off.  Then he cried again....



Maybe next year.....

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Christmas At Home

This year, like the last several the preceeded it, we spent Christmas at home.  I always enjoy having the whole family at our house to celebrate.  It works out well for Uncle Andrew & Aunt Maggie so that they (and we) could visit her family too.   So, once again I was looking forward to the perfect family Christmas, this year with a toddler who we couldn't wait to see all of the presents and treats on Christmas morning.

Well, I should have learned by now, everything can not always go according to planned.  Christmas eve came with a pretty sick little guy, but he seemed to pep up during Mommy's concert/Christmas eve mass.  All was looking good again.  Until..... we got home and awoke Jackson from his slumber only to have him barfy barf barf barf all over Daddy's new dress coat (Merry Christmas Daddy, enjoy that one on me!)



What followed after that was a frenzy of putting a sick child to bed, worrying, skipping the annual Christmas party that our entire family attends, and then still trying to salvage Christmas by putting together some toys, an easel, stocking stuffing, and getting brunch ready for the next day.  I think I hear sleigh bells coming down the street, good night, off to bed for me.

I woke the next morning with a heart full of optimism.  It lasted for a bit, through the stocking opening, which happened pretty soon after Jackson was up......then he was already ready for a nap, poor guy.  He did get to try out his new easel but presents would have to wait.






This is how the rest of the day went....Nap for Jack, brunch for us, Jack wakes up, I change another *very messy diaper* (these were interspersed for days and went right along with the stomach bug he was experiencing....I need not say any more), we open presents and all Jack wants to do is sit on my lap with his blanket, I change another *diaper*, he goes back down for a second nap and at that point I do too.  I was feeling pretty wiped out already.  I woke up maybe an hour later to a very grumbly, and no not the hungry kind, tummy.  Frank came up to check on me and I instantly yelled for the trash can and.....well all I have to say was a nice Christmas puke was not on my list this year.......

Frank then told me that his mom was also downstairs suffering as I was......OH NO!  I felt horrible, but I had no wherewithal to even move my pinkie finger, let alone go and help her.  Merry Christmas to us!

The positives, we all bonded for a few days, stayed in our pajamas watching movies and laying on couches and laughing about how we couldn't eat anything and I could hardly climb out of my big fuzzy blanket (a present from my wonderful hubby who foresaw EXACTLY what I was going to need that week).

The most disappointing part of the entire "Christmas at home" was that I really didn't take any good pictures.... so I will post a few that I have, wish everyone a belated Merry Christmas, and hope to God that this stomach bug bypasses your house for the new year!