Tag, I'm it!!!

Eight T.V. Shows I Watch:
Grey's Anatomy
Dancing with the Stars
Private Practice
Friday Night Lights
Las Vegas
House Hunters
As the World Turns
Bold and the Beautiful

Eight Favorite Restaurants:
Las Brisas
Cagle's
Olive Garden
Durango's
Thai Pepper
Outback
Chillis
Market Street

Eight Fun Things That Happened This Week:(This one was tough for me. Some of them are reaching a little. I have concluded that I'm pretty boring.)

I got a new 3-ring hole punch today! (I know, that's nerdy, but its fun.)
Jarrett has gotten really good at signing milk and thank you
I bought and started reading book 2 of the Redemption series by Karen Kingsbury
I went shopping with my mother-in-law
I went to Barnes and Noble for one book (see above), didn't find it, but bought 3 others
I am now 3 Christmas presents down, a bagillion to go.
Visited Calvary Baptist with a friend of the family
Kaly, my new hair girl, fixed my cut that was driving me nuts.


Fun to come:
I get to spend 5 straight days with Jarrett and Marc next week.
We are doing T-giving this weekend in Portales with the inlaws
SHOPPING
I am decorating the house for Christmas
We are spending Thanksgiving day and the days around it in Brownfield with my family.
NO SCHOOL!
I plan to take many many naps.
Maybe, I will have time to read a little in between naps and playing with Jarrett and shopping and family time.

Eight Things I Look Forward To:
My Mamaw's 80th b-day
Jarrett's second Christmas (he'll be much more involved this year)
Holiday food
Twilight Movie
Resting over the holidays
summer (is it too early to be looking forward to this)
Two of my friends are pregnant and having babies in May! Fun times!
Shopping

Eight Things On My Wish List:
A healthy family (I hate cold season. Currently we are healthy, I just hope we stay this way.)
To sell our house
A new house
Another baby
clothes
shoes
to lose weight
Safe travels through the holidays

I tag Colby and Kristen

Brrrr!!!

Wow, it is finally cold. I've been wishing it would be cold and now that it is, I am wishing it wasn't. Actually, I really just wish the wind didn't have to blow. Anyway, I might have gone a little overboard this morning when getting Jarrett ready to go. He had on a long sleeve t-shirt, a sweatshirt, and then his coat with the hood pulled up. He looked like the little kid on a Christmas story. In his carseat, he couldn't move his head from side to side, only his eyes were moving. I couldn't help but take a picture.

Am I terrible or what?

Well, I have witnessed many times children who go through separation anxiety when their parents drop them off. Even at Jarrett's sitter's house, there is one little boy that cries every time. I was beginning to wonder about Jarrett. He has cried when we have left him in the nursery at church, but never at Debby's. I know this is a good thing because he loves her and she takes great care of him, BUT, I was kinda (selfishly) wondering if he would ever prefer me over staying there. Well, it sort of happened yesterday morning and so I thought it was just a fluke. Then this morning, I sat him down and he went to play. When I said "Bye" he came running to me with his arms up and didn't want me to put him down. That was enough for me. I don't want him to get super upset or anything. It would make me sad to leave him there crying, but just to know that he would like to stay with me made me feel better. I can't believe that I am admitting that, but it's true. I want him to love being with me more than love being at daycare. Is that too much to ask? Am I a terrible mom to want my baby a little upset when I leave him? Yes, I'm sure I am. But, I can't help it. I guess that is the human selfish side coming out.

Owy!

My sweet Jarrett got his first owy at daycare yesterday. He fell and scratched his face on a table. She said that he was really tough and barely cried. I think it hurt my feelings a whole lot more than it did him.

I am sure I have a long road of owys ahead of me. This kid is fearless. We like to call him Evel Knievel. He will step off of a big step without even thinking twice. When he sits on the couch, we really have to work on getting down right, otherwise he just bails off. Last night, Marc was laying on the floor playing with him and he decided it would be fun to not just sit on Marc's back, but to stand on it. This, of course, ended in him falling backwards on the floor because there was nothing Marc could do once he realized what Jarrett was doing. This morning, while he was in the bathroom with me getting ready, I turned around and he was in the bathtub. He hasn't been able to do that until today. We have all new baby proofing to do! Any suggestions???

Oh my goodness!

Well, I just finished watching Tech beat Texas. I'm too excited to go to sleep, so I decided to post pics from our weekend. I see that some of you are ahead of me on Halloween, so I better get busy. These pics are from my mother-in-law's camera. I haven't downloaded mine yet.

My baby's not a baby anymore!

Ok, warning!!!! This blog is a little boring. I am writing it more for me so that I can remember this the next time around. This is kind of bitter sweet. You want your kids to grow and do more things, but when they do, you want them to stop and stay little. Or, at least I do. Also, I am such a worrier. I always worry about if I am doing what's right for Jarrett. Being a new mom and not having a clue, I didn't know when Jarrett should no longer take a bottle. So, the week before he turned one, when my sitter said that he wouldn't be taking bottles over there anymore, I freaked out. I said, "I don't know if he's ready for that." Well, come to find out, he was. He never even skipped a beat and did fine. We continued to do a bottle at night and in the morning. Well, I was visiting with a friend that got "in trouble" by her doctor because her twins were still taking bottles and they are about 8 months older than Jarrett. So, of course I start planning on how to ween him from the two bottles that he still takes. I have done research and read about kids that cry and cry and want the bottle. Some parents are still giving their 3 year old a bottle. What do I do??? I am sure that I was thinking about this a little more than a normal person should. Well, last week, one morning, he woke up and refused to take his bottle. I tried several times and he kept pushing it away and shaking his head no. So, I finally figured it out. He was done with the morning bottle. Now, I switched to being worried about the night bottle. We go to the doctor in a couple of weeks. Me, being the people pleaser that I am, did not want Dr. Klepper to "get on to me." :) I am thinking this is going to be something traumatic for Jarrett because that is what the internet said. (I've got to quit believing everything I read.) Well, we decided to wait on Friday night to see when he would wake up to take his bottle. Guess what! He didn't. He slept until 7, which is way late for him. And he has done that the two nights since. So, apparently, those bottles were more for me than him. Now, I am glad that I don't have to wash bottles anymore, but sad that he is too big for a bottle. What's next, driving??? No, I think we should tackle the passy first. Any suggestions???

We took the kids to take the silly old timey pics in the mall the other day. Here are a couple of them.

My Dad!

Today, my dad turned 60. I can't believe it. He, by no means, seems that old to me. But, I also don't feel 30 either, so I don't know. The older I get, 40, 50, and 60 don't seem that old. Yesterday, my mom told me that this one has been pretty tough on him. My dad isn't one of those people that really gets bothered by things like birthdays, so I have really been thinking a lot about him this morning. I have two brothers, so it is safe to say that I am a Daddy's girl. I have always been and always will be. All of the pics are from my wedding. I need to take more pictures with him more often.

Ever since Marc and I got married, there have been times when I have said, "I think I married my father." The similarities go on and on. I am normally joking, but seriously, that really isn't a bad thing. My dad is the best man that I know. I am lucky to have found one that has some of the same attributes that he does. He LOVES his kids and LOVES his grandkids even more. You wouldn't believe how he turns to mush when it comes to Jarrett. He talks about how Jarrett's laugh makes his day and seeing pics of him makes him smile. I love this. You don't always get to see this side of your parents. He is Jarrett's only grandpa (Papaw) and so their relationship is so important and going to be one that Jarrett cherishes for the rest of his life. I can't wait to watch them bond over the years. I love him more than he will ever know! He is the best dad, grandfather, and now as an adult, friend. He is one of the strongest Christians that I know.

So, I said all of that to say this: Sometimes, I think I take him for granted and I don't want to do that anymore. It is so important to tell the one's that we love, how much we love them. That should NEVER go unsaid and we never know what tomorrow holds.