(pre) New Years Eve

A few days before New Years Eve my mom called me in the morning and told me that they had decided that we would be celebrating New Years Eve that evening since the kids could all do it together.

We hung out during the day getting pedicures and having fun together as a family. I took a break to run to target and when I came back there had been a transformation... as I walked up to the house I noticed that there were no lights on upstairs. I figured everyone had moved down stairs to watch a movie or something, but when I walked in I realized that they were upstairs, they had just turned off the lights for the dance party.

There were decorations everywhere, and my sisters, mom and the kids were all dancing. Will looked like a total ladies man. They even told me that Will had taught them the "booty dance." He showed me what it was, which consisted of holding balloons by his butt and shakin' it back and forth. I swear he did not learn this from me.

Mom gave all the kids noise makers and we counted down the new year (2 days and 4 hours early.) Will had to make the below face before blowing in order to get enough air to make the blower make a noise.

We then went outside with sparklers, which were a hit with everyone. It was nice to be able to celebrate new years early with {most} of my family.

My best buddy

I had 2 weeks off for Christmas and New Years (some paid, some forced vacation.) The thing that I loved most of all was the free time that I had with my little man. His eyes lit up when I said, "I get to stay home with you EVERY DAY until you go to daddy's again" Dream come true, for both of us.

One of the mornings {since it was out of the question for us to sleep in} we went to Krispy Kremes for breakfast. Will loved the huge selection of donuts. After a bit of pondering he pointed to the one that he wanted.

gotta love the bed head

Lucky

this post

http://lisabest.blogspot.com/2009/12/gulp.html



made me happy cry. I feel lucky. Lucky that my son is so incredibly loved.

Safety First

When Decko rides in the car with me he typically sits on my shoulders so he can look out the window. The other day we were in the car and Decko went into the back of the car. I looked back to see what he was doing and this is what I saw.

Safety first!

Holiday fun weekend

I tried to make this weekend fun and festive by doing come Christmas activities.

On Friday I invited Mickayla over to have a sleep over with Will and I. We made some Moose Munch and the kids started crunching up some candy canes for the peppermint bark that I made. They had fun minus fighting over the meat cleaver, which they were using as a hammer to break up the pieces.

Sometimes I think Will doesn't realize how much he loves Mickayla. They are so much like siblings. While we were baking he said, "Mom, why is Mickayla here?" I replied, "Because we're having a sleep over." "Why?" he asked. "Because it's fun!" "Well it's not fun for me Mom!" "Well, she's my sister and it's fun for me."

Later when the kids were asleep on my bed, and I was cuddled up with Decko on the couch, I had to remind my self. "This is fun for me!"

The next morning we got up and got all bundled up to meet Nella and her kids to go ice skating. At first I was trying to help Will skate. After accusations such as "You're pulling me too fast." "You are making me fall." I decided to take a break and told Will that he could skate again once he decided that he was going to have fun.

After a few minutes of sitting Will decided that he wanted to skate again. We talked about how it's ok to fall and that everyone falls but that you have to just laugh and keep going. I think it was easier for him to realize that when skating with Mickayla and Bailey. They held his hands and when one of them fell they all fell. They looked like they were having fun. I enjoyed some time watching while talking to Nella.
Later that night we went to my parents church party, where the kids got pictures with Santa's helper. (I'm not even gonna try to say that this guy is Santa, the beard is obviously fake!) The kids seemed to have fun and I again enjoyed time talking with Nella and Casey.

I think our favorite part of the night was when I borrowed this adorable baby from a family at the party. They recently adopted him from an orphanage, I believe in Cambodia (?? amy, correct me if I'm wrong.) He was the sweetest thing. Unfortunately we had to give him up when it was time for him to play baby Jesus in the Nativity.

Poor Decko

Will and Decko have a love hate relationship. I think Will needs a bigger dog that would be able to protect himself more, but I'm glad that Decko is patient enough to put up with Will. I'm sure Decko is happy on the weeks that Will is with his dad.

My mom sent me an e-mail earlier today that said "Will wanted Decko to be festive. I walked in and found Decko sleeping with the head band on." and had this picture attached.

Poor Decko.

Oh Christmas Tree

Sorry I've been behind on my blogging. Here is a quick post for you.

Will and I went to pick out our tree yesterday. We walked around in the freezing cold for quite a while before we came to the conclusion on what tree we wanted.

Last night, Mom, Dad, Reed and Mickayla came over for dinner. Dad and Reed were kind enough to help me get the tree set up, and they helped Will put the star on top.

Here's what the tree looks like now, decorated almost completely by Will because he did not want us to help. Reed and Dad did help pick him up so he could place ornaments all over the tree.