Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Little Daddy is Two

So as I am completeing this post months after the big day... It is not nearly as sentimental as it was when I was initially composing it.. nevertheless, the pictures must go up!! 

It was a great day!! Here is the requested football cake (made with love and enthusiasm by The Mr.) Little Daddy opened his great presents. He was quite excited about his booball and hat.  
Little Daddy is quite the comedian around here, and has gotten into more th
an his share of mischief. I've noticed an exceptional difficulty for the Mr. and I to discipline him appropriately because we are generally doubled over laughing at his latest mischeif. He is currently having an slight issue with T and hard C sounds that has made him even more adorable.. "Tonnor, 
Tars, hot toe-toe" are all frequently referred to.

so at the age of two.. here's the low-down on the little man...
Height-still shorter than me
Weight 27.2
Eyes- mischeivious  the same weird hazel  the other kids have although more brown than green

Movie-McKEEN (Cars to the rest of you)
Song= Take me out to the Ball game (Where we root for the TUBBIES)
Game-Tars or ball
Friend-Mason or Bradley
Food- Soy Milk and CANDY
Also loves-Sores (dinosaurs) choo choo, (thomas trains), GO DEACONS!, any ba-ball (any sport involving a ball), snuggling 
Most often heard saying "No Mommy"
Most often seen-wearing a baseball cap (GO CUBS) 

Sunday, January 4, 2009

Christmas Review

Well, he came, and let me tell you he DELIVERED!! The kids were delighted to receive what they had asked Santa for. Below you will find pics of them opening some of their presents. 

Little Daddy and his Cars Art Set (thank you Rosie)
Cubby and his new Digital Camera

Miss H and her Hello Kitty Sewing machine. (WOOHOO!!)
Miss H Sewed a Cartridge Wallet for the leapster games and a camera case for Cubby. There was a very funny moment when I was trying to teach her by demonstrating how to raise and lower the presser foot. Apparently I was horning in on her action because she stated quite clearly, "Mom, it's not your machine." not in a mean way, but more as a pure reminder that if I was going to be hogging all the fun I should head downstairs. I can't remember learning to sew. I can remember sewing, but not the actual learning, but I wonder if my mother had the same sort of wonderment and warmth in her heart as she taught me. What an amazing gift to be able to share something I treasure with my daughter. And honestly, she is very good!! She has a little list of the other things she's going to make and for whom. She has The Mr. down for Pajama pants. We'll see. 

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