Filling the Freezer

Happy 6th Birthday Heath and Hunter

Dear Time,

Please slow down.  My babies are growing too fast.  They are growing too tall and getting too big.  Please let them always want to sit in my lap and be rocked.  Please let them always need me to kiss their boo boos.

Thank you,

One Sentimental Momma

A Birthday Poem for 2 Six Year Olds.

On your birthday number SIX,
we wish you a day filled with lots of kicks,
full of exciting things to do,
May your day be as lovely as you!

Those little hands are now half my palm

Those little feet, so fast how they run!

Those little words are now endless stories
Those little eyes now cry play-time worries

My little kids now have many friends
Go to school and follows trends
Brush their teeth and tie their shoes
Without mom and dad giving them cues

How fast the years have all gone by
You were once so small, now 4 ft high!
Yesterday, you’re another inch taller
This day you've grown another year older

You are a blessing from above!
Angels who we smother with love.
You make us smile all the time
Sometimes you even keep US in line.

You will forever be our babies.
As long as we keep you from the ladies.
Stick with the trucks and dirt and grime,
and please stay little for a long time.

Christmas Carols

I love Christmas.  I love all the things that go along with celebrating Christmas.  I feel like it's a yearly holiday bucket list, and I feel lucky to get to check off each one.

So here we go ... add this to the list.  Christmas caroling with our church youth group.

**Side Note: That is a palm tree behind Heath's head, it is not part of his hat.  It makes for a funny picture though.

Santa Picture 2014

Dear Santa,

This year we would please like to have new bicycles, because ours are getting a little too small.  We have recently been adding remote control monster trucks and remote control helicopters to our list.

Lots of Love,
Heath and Hunter

Gingerbread Train

We bought a pre-made gingerbread train and the boys begged for an entire week to put it together.  Finally, we found some time.

I was trying to cook supper, so Chris tried to help with this little project.  Here are some of the following things I heard while this was going on:

From Heath and Hunter: "Can't we just get Mom to do it."

"Mom, I need help."

"Quick, the train is falling apart!"

From Chris:  "Just eat the candy so we don't have to put as much on there."

"Do we have any JB weld?"

"Geez!"

It's done.  We finished.  We have two happy boys, and that is all that matters.

FYI: The train lasted about an hour before they dismantled it and started to eat it.

Happenings

This week, being the wonderful mom that I am, I forgot to have the boys pick something for their turn at show and tell.  As we were walking into school, it dawned on me and I began to panic.  My ever so kind, pre-K sister volunteered anything that they boys could find in her classroom for them to take.  So, I sent the boys to her room and they came back with treasures to show off for their show and tell.  Hunter came with a stuffed animal duck that danced and sang when you pushed the button on its wing. (Boy, his teachers going to love that!)  Heath came back with a rather large pine cone.  Perfect! (and thanks for saving me Aunt Kay)

I later got this email from their teacher.  Heath was really excited about his pine cone.  Here is what he told the class about it:

"I found it in Mrs. Davis' room.  Mrs. Davis found it at a beach that has pecans on it. It's an acorn."

and then later after she reminded him it was a pine cone...

"She found it at the pine cone station where they make pine cones."

Oh My Goodness!  That Child!

When it was Hunter's turn, he also told the class that he found it in Mrs. Davis' room.  They both ratted me out about forgetting show and tell.

Also, one morning while driving into town to go to school this week, the boys yelled from the back seat, "Hey Mom, want to hear us count to 100?"  I sort of cringed but happily told them yes.  It went on and on and on.... seventy.....eighty.....ninety.  When they neared the end, I couldn't help but smile, and then I heard it...ninety-eight, ninety nine, ten-ty.

Logically, it makes sense, but I guess we are going to have to work on what comes after 99.  

Life from a Deer Stand

Deer Stand Selfies

He's so serious!

Entertainment!