Sunday, August 26, 2012


My baby is heading to Kindergarten tomorrow.  

My baby who used to empty the plastic bowl cabinet in the kitchen until we locked it up.
  He can open it by himself now.

My baby who used to ride a tricycle.
Now he wants to ride his bike to school each day.
Not sure that this will happen, perhaps a Friday only treat. 

This is my baby boy and his very first backpack.
He used to carry his own diapers in it.
Now he will carry a notebook with notes from school in a bigger blue backpack.

My baby is heading to school tomorrow.
My baby who likes to take tons of pictures of himself on my phone.  

My baby boy who is 100% mischief.  
He comes up with the zaniest ideas that tend to always involve boy things, 
like ninjas, superheros or an animal eating something or someone. 

My baby boy who still begs to sleep in Mommy's bed at night when his Daddy isn't home.  
That baby boy is off to Kindergarten tomorrow morning, 
he was so excited about it tonight he wanted to skip bedtime and just go on to school.

My baby boy who chooses to watch TV standing on his head on the couch
 is going off to Kindergarten tomorrow.
He won't be able to stand on his head during class tomorrow.

 My baby boy.
My Joshua.
 A big kid kindergartner.
I am so nervous.
I am so proud.

Friday, June 25, 2010

conversations with joshua

Another catch-up post.

A few weeks back while my mother was on vacation we were borrowing her truck. Her truck is bigger than mine and somewhat easier to use that our "family car", a.k.a. the Camero. Plus the Friday that she left with my sister's family, I had some break problems with my truck.

Now, my truck has been a Trusty Old Lass. She has been good to me, primarily because I have been good to her. She never gives me grief.....well at least not until recently. But then she is about 10 years old. I give her gas, oil, coolant, air for her tires and really anything else she asks for but a bath. And she is okay with that....she claims that because she is a truck she feels she should be dirty and that a clean truck is not a well loved truck. I say whatever and slam the door shut with my hip. I am saddened to think about getting ready of her next year. I worry that she won't go to someone who will care for her as I have.

But anyways.........
I had my mom's truck and we had gone to kinda have dinner with my brother and sister-in-law. Now, my sister-in-law, Mandy, is pregnant (and I am so freakin' excited!) and she had my son were getting in on the passenger side of my mother's truck. The truck has doors that open against each other. They had opened them and were trying to squeeze around them since the vehicle next to us was parked a little close. My son, being 3, squeezed right through, but Mandy's belly would fit without a little squishing and no one wants a squished pregnant belly so she told my son that she needed to close to the door a little to get by. We all got in the truck and my son announced that he fit through the door and that Mandy didn't because she has a baby in her tummy. Fine.

Later that night, we were at my house and I was poking Mandy's belly trying to get a kick out of my soon-to-be niece. My son walked in and looked at me funny for poking at his Aunt Mandy. I told him again that Aunt Mandy had a baby in her tummy. He touched her tummy for a quick second. And again announced that Aunt Mandy had a baby in there. Fine. But I knew he wasn't done with this whole idea.

Saturday, the next morning, we were in Plano for a friend of mine's fitness show. We had watched the show and were back out at the truck ready to leave. I had opened the doors to get him in and he was telling me about how he could fit past the door cause he is little and Aunt Mandy couldn't because she has a baby in her tummy. I agreed and told him that in a couple of more months Aunt Mandy would have her baby. Without missing a beat he said, "Yup, Aunt Mandy's baby is going to come out of her tummy and say 'Surprise'". I laughed so hard.

Friday, June 18, 2010

february snow

First of my catch-up posts.

We had a "snowstorm" back in February. We got 8 inches of snow at our house. It was a lot of snow. That morning before the people on my street got up, and before I got my son up, I went out and took pictures. It was very pretty and calm on our street. And white. Very, very white.

The day of most of the snowfall, I stayed at work too long because I knew that I would have to miss the next day. Joshua's school was already closed for sure the next day. By the time we got home it was late...really late. My truck couldn't make it up the driveway. I slide back to this spot and left it. Later the next day, we shoveled the snow and ice underneath and got it up out of the street.

This picture was taken with my cellphone which explains the poor quality. Moments after I took this picture, Joshua plucked one of the snowman's eyes out, knocking him down. I set him back up and called him our pirate snowman. I didn't get a good picture of this. Oh yes, it is a real pipe in the snowman's face, I used one of my dad's old pipes. It didn't stay out there long.

Joshua was so excited about the snow. He didn't really understand what it was but knew that it was fun. It had also snowed some on Christmas Eve giving the feel of a White Christmas 2009. Behind Joshua are our bushes. They suffered. It was probably a month before they bounced all the way back up, they still drop in a couple spots but we are fixing that with trimming.

Hope this helps you feel cooler with the 100° weather we are expecting all weekend.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

happy birthday

This past weekend we celebrated my 33rd birthday. As a combined Mother's Day & Happy Birthday gift, I got to go shopping. I scored some great new clothes and new shoes. WhooHoo for me!!

We also went to Adam's Birthday party on Sunday. Adam is 8 days older than Joshua and it is so funny how they can go a month without seeing one another and pick up playing like they just seen each other yesterday.

Wednesday is Joshua's 3rd Birthday. It is hard to believe that he is 3. That means that we have been in our house for 4 years. Wow, where did the time go?!?
Joshua loves SuperWhy. This SuperWhy toy is what got him convinced that he could put more in the potty. He had a fit over not getting this SuperWhy. And once he got the reward of SuperWhy, if he had an accident, he wouldn't touch SuperWhy. It was like he knew that he wasn't supposed to play with him. Joshua is getting more and more into Super Heroes like Batman, Superman, Spiderman, but his favorite is still SuperWhy. And if you ask Joshua what his superpower is, he says, 'my super power is the power to help'. And then he shows you his muscles.

This weekend we are having a Mickey Mouse Clubhouse party at the park. Joshua is getting more and more excited about it. He had to wait through a whole string of birthday's before his got here. The only thing he loves as much as SuperWhy is Mickey Mouse Clubhouse.
I am proud to report that Joshua is 97% potty trained. It finally clicked with him about a week and half ago. Honestly, you could nearly see the light bulb shining above his head when he suddenly got "it" (the potty). This summer we are moving him to a twin size bed. And he starts swim lessons next month. He never sits still and repeats anything and everything whenever and where ever he feels it is needed. He talks constantly, sometimes I even swear that he talks in his sleep. He likes to help with dinner and setting the table, but does not like to help put his toys away. He likes getting himself dressed but not undressed. He keeps me on my toes 24/7. Joshua eats most everything, I even tricked him into some spinach a couple of weeks ago. He would eat tomatoes with every meal if I'd let him, and, he'd make it a Mac-n-Cheese meal too! Joshua has quite a group of friends at school and he talks about them all the time. He's the peacemaker amoung all the boys, his teacher says he makes sure that all of the toys are fairly shared. Joshua has an imagination that seems to have no limits. I have taught him to draw smiley faces in the last few months. He's a ball of energy and I couldn't imagine my life without him.