a little update...

Douglas should never be gone for the night. He took J camping and now I am up late and I will be tired in the morning. It is all his fault. J has been so excited about this excursion. He told my friend that he was going camping and they were taking guns and they were going to shoot bears. I don't know where he comes up with these ideas.

My friend watched J and P on Tuesday mornings so I can go to a meeting. The other week her little boy was being a pill and J says to her..."Grant is being a B-R-A-T and that means he is mad." I guess spelling words to D over the phone is no longer an option since smarty pants J attaches meaning to the spelling and then uses it. He is such a stinker.

He also told her that it was okay if he went outside even if it was cold because he had on his "long sleeve pant".

Miss P is sick. Poor little girl is miserable. She has already been up five times tonight. I am sure it will be a really long night. I am guessing she got sick from the farm we went to since she insisted on sucking on everything. Why? It makes my skin crawl when my kids put their mouths and gross dirty things.

I am keeping really busy. I finally gave in and got someone to clean my house again. I just can't keep up with everything and I can't stand to have a filthy house. Hopefully this will help relieve the pressure for a while.

J loved all the animals at the farm.


Miss P decked out in her Halloween attire. Thanks, Nana.


Love those blue eyes!!


This kid is afraid of nothing. I like it that way!!





So J has started holding his hair again. I tell him about 50 times a day to get his hand out of his hair. He started this back when he nursed. He always wanted to stroke my hair (which drove me bonkers!!). He never needed a blanket because he had his hair. He still holds his hair when he goes to sleep. Once our Christmas pics are taken, I will cut it off so he has nothing to hold to. I am mean, I know. I just need to break the habit before kids make fun of him for it.


And actually we had our Christmas pics taken yesterday and they were kind of a disaster. J was a pill and P had a horrible fever that I wasn't aware of until we got there. I like myself in the picture and J is cute, but not the best of D and poor miss P looks so sad. I guess we will attempt round two once day light savings is here and the best light isn't right at bed time. P has a really cute sweater too that she would just cry when I put on her.

J looks cute here. Is is such a little boy now....when did that happen?