The Much Awaited Pictures...

Here is all the cute pics leading up to Christmas. Don't mind the fact that I have the same shirt on in all of them! I don't have alot that fits these days:)

Our Gorgeous tree and my protruding belly!- 32 Weeks!

Temple Lights

The Rainforest Cafe

Making Cookies for Santa

Little Angel (Lauren), Mary (Brooklyn), Big Angel (Morgan), Joseph (Little Man), Wise Man (Squirt), Shephard (Logan)
Our little Nativity.

The cutest Joseph and Wise Man around!

Me & Hubbie

The Family.

6 of the 10 cousins. Me and My sister in law Emily got together and made Jammies this year. They were super cute!

Here is Christmas day!

The boys on their bikes

Little Man showing his new football

Squirt unwrapping something

Cooper and his bone

Hubbie and the delish turkey he made. He copied the one my brother made at Thanksgiving and it was so yummy!!! Don't mind his puffy eyes. He didn't get much sleep and had to go to work this night!

Helping Squirt ride his bike. I think he kept forgetting he was steering.

Little Man on his new bike!

Playing football with Daddy!

We are the cheering section! I've got to be honest with you. 70 degree Christmas days have grown on me! Didn't miss the cold and snow one bit!!

Sleep over at Grandma's christmas night. Cousin's #7-10 showed up!

We let them sleep in a heap in the spare room. The little one's didn't fall asleep until after midnight!

The quilt I made Little Man, Squirts is identical except it has a "T" in the middle, and monkey's playing guitar on the back. With the curtains in that corner, it kindof looks like the room puked blue. But it really does look pretty cool!

Oh My...

Let me preface this post with this disclaimer: My husband has never once hit me. Got it? Okay, now keep reading.

My boys have spent a few days out at their Grandma's house. My Mother-in-Law calls to tell me of a conversation she had with Squirt. It's never a good sign when she asks if I'm sitting down!

She said Little Man hit Squirt and so Squirt came and crawled up on her lap to be consoled. He says something to the effect of: I cry when Bubby hit's me "Just like Mommy cries when Daddy hits her" he then informs Grandma that "Mommy has bumps and bruises all over" WHAT THE HECK??

Fortunately, Little Man came into the room just in time to defend his Daddy's honor. And it's also fortunate that Hubbie's mother knows that he wouldn't hit me, otherwise he'd have some explaining to do!

Now I think we need to have a chat with Squirt - if he said that to somebody that didn't know us, this could get ugly!

A New Vegas Show

When was the last time you laughed till you cried?

Well, mine was last night. I had this sudden burst of energy to clean the bathroom (totally crazy, right??), but it was nearing bedtime so I put Squirt in the tub to play and I cleaned. (I've said this before, but I am constantly amazed at the amount of pee my 2 boys can get on the wall BEHIND the toilet!) So I finished and got Squirt out, wrapped him in his towel and sent him on his way with instructions to get his jammies on for bed. I then decided to clean the bathtub since it was wet and all. Probably about 10 minutes had passed, when I entered his room to this scene (I'll save you an actual photo, but give you a great visual):

My 3 year old, standing buck naked in the middle of his room, wearing nothing but a hard hat and a tool belt, with a hammer on one hip and a screwdriver on the other.

I just wasn't prepared for it when I turned the corner, and I nearly wet myself. When I finally stopped laughing long enough I asked if he thought he should put on underware. He looked down at himself and with this goofy grin and just said "Oh..." I can think of so many little by-lines for this new Vegas show, but I'll save those for your dirty imagination!

Christmas Fun...

I have lots of photo's to post of the Holidays. But that involves reading the manual to my new camera, which I will do ... eventually!

I think I probably say this every year, but this Christmas was just the best. There is such joy in seeing your children so happy they could burst. The cool thing about this year is the lack of stress I felt. I had this brilliant idea back in like February, to save a little each paycheck for Christmas, (I don't know why this concept hadn't dawned on me before this... sometimes I'm a little slow) but it was amazing how cool it made my Christmas. I paid cash for everything, brought it home, wrapped it and didn't feel that guilt of did I go overboard? I also finished all my sewing projects a good 2 weeks before Christmas so I didn't feel rushed by anything.

We went out Christmas Eve Eve (I'm declaring it a holiday as well) We went to the mall to visit Santa, because somehow we managed to forget that. Woops:( We split up and let the boys buy each other a gift which was actually really fun. Little Man was way into getting Squirt something. Squirt just didn't understand why he couldn't buy something he wanted. Then we ate at The Rainforest Cafe. That was so much fun, my boys were in awe. Then we went over to see the Temple Lights in Mesa. It was cold and we were assaulted by missionaries (one even asked to see Scott's cell phone so he could write down all his numbers to contact them- can you imagine??) but all in all it made for a really wonderful night.

Christmas Eve we went and saw "A Christmas Carol" Little Man watched most of it with his hands over his eyes, but I think he got the message and said he liked it when it was over. Then we went out to Hubbie's parents house and had a mexican feast. We also had a nativity and I have to say that Joseph and the lone Wise Man were just too cute!

Christmas Day we spent by ourselves because Hubbie had to go to work that night. We made our own Turkey feast and it was delish! I ended up going back out to Hubbie's parents house that night so the kids could play with their cousins who came into town that day. Fun was had by all!

Little Man loved his quilt I made... the little Stinker. Santa brought him a bike and I heard him go out into the living room Christmas morning, say "Oh...My...Gosh..." and then charge into my room. "Santa brought me a bike, and it has training wheels just like I asked for" and he was off again.

Squirt was the sweetest little thing. EVERY present he opened he said "It's just what I always wanted" whether it was batteries, underware, or a new dinosaur. He also got a new bike. We went outside to ride them and it was the coolest thing ever. My boys are getting so big!

Cooper (the dog) also celebrates his birthday on Christmas Day. He turned 8, so we got him this HUGE dog bone. He put it in his mouth and just walked around with it. It was about as big as his head so it was really hillareous. NO ONE is allowed to go near it still. Good times.

The one gift that I was shocked over was the gorgeous little necklace Little Man got me from the Holiday House at school. Now, I know that it only cost him like $5, because that's all the money I sent him with but it's a silver heart and it says "Mom" in it. It was so special to me I actually teared up. My boys are so sweet.

We took Christmas slow... each taking turns to unwrap presents (and then throw away the paper 'cause I'm anal like that) and it made the morning go smooth too. There was no fighting, no whining, no complaining. Can everyday be Christmas??

Little Man actually asked Santa for a Santa suit because he loves to play Santa that much. So of course after it was all said and done he re-wrapped everything in towels and blankets and had Christmas all over again. Kids make Christmas time so fun.

This is the last week of Hubbie on nights. 3 more days to be exact. That will just end the year on a perfect note. Now we're onto getting ready for baby. Cause ready or not... here she comes!

Remember how I was complaining about bleeding money? Well guess who came home from school today with a letter saying that he needs a $5 book for a gift exchange and Christmas cookies for his school party on Wednesday? (Store bought cookies, none the less, because homemade cookies are against school rules) So it's back to Walmart for the millionth time this holiday season.

It's so getting old!

Update:

So Little Man understood Squirt alittle too well yesterday. He says to me: "Mom, I know you're making me a blanket and I'm going to hate it."

See, about a month ago he saw me sewing some stuff and told me he DID NOT want me making him clothes or anything for Christmas. He only wanted toys and if I made him something he'd just hate it. I left the room so I didn't do something hazzard to his health.

I mean come on, it's not like I'm sewing his jeans or underware or knitting him sweaters with cats on them. It's a freaking blanket.

I'm so close to throwing Christmas in the trash. So close.

Little Snot

I've had to depend on Squirt keeping secrets this year about what everyone is getting for Christmas. I realize that relying on a 3 year old is a dangerous game I'm playing but so far he's done okay. I made it through almost all of Hubbie's shopping by making a game out of it. "SHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! It's a super special secret, so don't tell Daddy" "He He He, okay mom."

I also decided to make quilts for both boys. I totally made Squirts during the day, he could have cared less what I was doing. (And it looks awesome, by the way!!) But when I started to work on Little Man's he became all interested in the sewing machine and wanting to help. And then he started asking questions. Well, last night I had to work on it some more (once they were in bed), I'm getting close to the deadline here, afterall. Squirt kept coming out of his room and bugging the CRAP out of me. Once he realized what I was doing it got worse. I kept explaining to him that he needed to go to bed and don't spoil Little Man's surprise. After about the 6th time doing this, he sticks his head out of his door and says "Ha Ha, I told him!" in this little sing-song, snotty little voice.

I'm only hoping Little Man didn't understand what he was saying since the rest of us hardly ever can.

Bleeding $$

Did you ever have one of those days where you feel like your bleeding money?

I woke up yesterday and was reminded that Little Man had library today so I better pay his fines so he can check out books. See last week for the first time ever I had him fill his water bottle before going to school so I could comb my hair (didn't want to be one of those mom's I see all over campus that look like they just rolled out of bed). When I pick him up I get informed I need to go see the librarian. Apparently, he didn't put the lid on right and there was about 2 inches of water in his backpack by the time he got to school. Every thing was ruined including 2 National Geographic books. Library Fines = $31!!

Then he reminds me that it's the Santa Shop at school too, so I wrote a check for another $15 so he could buy us all cheap, crappy gifts from the heart.

Then I went to Walmart for like 2 things and left $82 poorer:( That was a moment of weakness I tell you, only wish I was indulging myself. No I was buying air filters for the furnace and weather stripping for my doors and windows and the stuff to make 5 pounds of fudge, that- I'm sure I will regret later:(

Then I pick up Little Man only to discover that someone "Stole" his brand new coat I bought about 2 weeks ago. This is the 2nd coat this year. And it was 35 degrees this morning, so I don't have much choice to go buy another one.

Then on the way home he informs me that he "totally forgot" to take his lunchbox with him to lunch and so he didn't eat it, he just bought a lunch. I said okay well what did you have? His response: a bagel. Anything else? No, just the bagel. YOU MEAN THEY CHARGED MY ACCOUNT $2.25 FOR A BAGEL??? That one topped the cake. I could buy him a package of bagels and the cream cheese to go with it for $2.25.

Then, this one didn't cost me money but it felt like the perfect end to the perfect day. I walk in the door only to have my dog, for some strange reason, run between my legs and down the street. I throw the mail in my hand, tell the boys to stay inside and take off RUNNING after my dog. I don't run anymore people. I went 2 full blocks before I caught him, thanks to the help of a little girl who said "She wuved my puppy!" So I limp home carrying my dog I'm about to kill only to see my 2 children standing in the street cheering me on. I get home and tell them to both go inside.
I say to Squirt "Go inside, I thought you had to go potty."
He says "I already went mom, I pee'd on the rocks"
"The rocks in the front yard??"
To which Little Man responds, oh so proud of himself, "Yeah, I did too- but don't worry mom, no one was watching!"

I couldn't even respond to that one, I just hung my head and walked inside. It was just one of those days:(