Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Happy Birthday Brad!

Happy Birthday to Brad!! Brad turned 28!!

We were already getting together to celebrate Thanksgiving with his side of the family so we brought some cupcakes to add in some birthday celebration for him!

Since he was turning 28 I insisted that he had to have that many candles on his cupcake. I'm sure it was some sort of fire hazard, and that my MIL was really hoping that the house didn't burn down again as a result of something to do with her son! Ha!


Brad's birthday gift from me and Preston is his boys trip to San Francisco for a Monday Night Football game!

Happy Birthday Brad!! We love you and appreciate all that you do for us!!

Friday, November 25, 2011

Thanksgiving

I love holidays! Love them! I love that everyone gets together to celebrate and that the season really is all about family and being together!

We did Thanksgiving at my parents house this year. And it was a full house with everyone there!


Preston of course had a blast! He loves getting together with all of his cousins and he spent the entire party playing with Trey, Alyse, and Mason. I didn't see a whole lot of him!


Since there are so many of us everyone pretty much ate everywhere. There was the table in the dinning room, a card table off the dining room, some people ate on the couch and there was the table in the kitchen!


Preston refused to eat any of it. No surprise there, my picky eater.

Here's a conversation I had with Preston at one point on Thanksgiving...

Preston: "Mommy I need to tell you a secret. You can't tell anyone."

Me: "Okay, what?"

Preston: (Whispering in my ear) "I don't like any of their food."

That's my sweet boy! Ha!

We had a great time on Thanksgiving! Preston was worn out by the end of it and winding down. Lucky for Grandpa and Grandma who were going to be watching him that night! Mason was so exhausted that he climbed up on my lap with his bottle and was out in minutes.


Me and the girls weren't going to be getting any rest because we were heading out for some Black Friday shopping!

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Boogers And Blood

Preston woke up early in our bed recently and asked for some orange juice. I was exhausted and hoping for some more sleep so I headed upstairs to grab him some orange juice with the intention of getting it to him before he woke up all the way so that then he'd lay back down and fall back asleep. Hey, it works sometimes. What? My bedroom is dark and sometimes I can convince him that it's not quite morning time yet. That's not wrong, sleep is good for you!

Anyways...

As I'm heading back into the room Preston says to me "boogers keep coming out of my nose!" and he is very distressed by it. I don't think much of it until I get closer. And then I realize his face looks a little funny but I can't tell why. It's pretty dark in there remember.

I turn on the lamp on my nightstand and almost have a heart attack. In fact if Preston hadn't said anything about his "boogers" I probably would have had a heart attack. But because he'd mentioned the boogers coming out of his nose I was able to put it together and realize that Preston was in the middle of a bloody nose rather than having been attacked while we were sleeping. That would be a good thing. Even if it did take me a minute to realize. What? I was really tired!

And I mean really, what does this picture scream...bloody nose or a serial killer broke into the house last night?


The blood got all over his face because he thought his nose was just running so he kept wiping it with his jammies sleeve. Just in case you were wondering that also meant that the blood got all over his pillow, my pillow, the sheets, and the comforter. Awesome.

But the good news is nobody died as a result of someone breaking into our house to kill us. It was just a bloody nose!

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Monday, November 21, 2011

Five Years Ago...

Five years ago today I found out I was pregnant with Preston.

Life had been crazy and busy and I hadn't even realized that I was "late" until I realized it. I remember sitting on mine and Brad's bed in our room counting out the weeks in my planner. And then counting them out again. And again. Continually coming to the same number. Six. Six weeks since my last period.

Finally after a mental freak out, I got up and headed into the kitchen where Brad was.

I still remember walking in there like it was yesterday. Telling him I needed to tell him something. And then just standing there.

It took me a few minutes and he probably thought I was losing my mind. Until finally I was able to say, "I'm late."

And then I started balling.

That would be the first of many times that I would just randomly start crying over the next few days, oh who are we kidding let's be honest it was the first time over the next few months. I was a complete mess of hormones.

I decided that having Brad with me wasn't enough. I kept crying and he had no idea what to do. He got it but he didn't. Plus he was still taking it all in just like I was. So I called my best friend at the time and told her I needed her and she rushed over.

Honestly as awesome as it was that Brad was there for me that night I don't know what I would have done without Jenaye. I was a mess of emotions and she seemed to get it the way that only girlfriends do. She seemed to get that when I was crying it wasn't because I needed her to fix why I was crying but rather that I was crying because I was just incredibly emotional and needed to cry. She was just a completely calming presence that night for both me and Brad.

She came with me and we ran down to Fred Meyer to buy a pregnancy test. And she asked where they were when we couldn't find them. Who knew they were in the pharmacy department?

Then they both waited outside the bathroom door while I took the test that would change our lives forever.

Only that one really didn't.

I peed on the stick and the results were so faint that we were confused about what the damn thing was trying to tell us.

So Jenaye came with me again when we ran down to Walgreens (there was no way I was going back to Fred Meyer, if that makes any sense) to buy another pregnancy test. This time we bought a multi-pack just in case. I'm not sure what we were thinking buying just one at Fred Meyer.

We got back to the house and this time I really did take the test that would change our lives.

Only it wasn't that simple.

The lines came up faint again. So faint that none of us were really sure what they meant.

Positive? Negative?

I ended up calling the 800 number on the instructions to get a clear answer. Thinking about it now it was the silliest question, but we didn't know if very faint lines counted as lines or not.

In case you are wondering they do. Any sort of lines that make a plus sign, faint or dark, count as a positive.

A positive. As in yes, we were going to have a baby.

So the three of us sat on mine and Brad's bed alternating between silence, laughter, and me crying here and there just for good mix. Explaining what I was feeling at that moment is nearly impossible. I was terrified. Shocked. Awestruck.

Even as strange as it feels to type that the three of us sat there realizing how everything was about to change, I look back on it now and wouldn't change a single thing. Because that was how it was, the three of us. Me, the father of my child, and my best friend.

All of us processing what this surprise meant.

Because that is exactly what Preston was...a surprise.

The best surprise that ever happened to me.

Five years ago tonight a positive pregnancy test changed mine and Brad's lives forever. And in the very best way.

Sunday, November 20, 2011

Say What Preston?!

Preston: "Mommy do you love me the mostest?"

Me: "Yes."

Preston: "Well than you have to give me the mostest candy. Or cars."

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"Mama come here I want to kiss you! (Gives me a kiss) Is that how you marry persons?"

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Let me set the scene, I was trying to convince Preston that my vitamins don't taste good so that I don't have to worry about him trying to get into them.

Me: "Grown up vitamins don't taste very good."

Preston: "They don't."

Me: "Nope. Not like yours. Yours taste good don't they?"

Preston: "Yep. I will share mine with you."

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Preston: "I like that thing over your butt."

Me: "Ummm my skirt?"

Preston: "Yep. I like your skirt."

Me: "Thanks."

Preston: "Your welcome."

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"Daddy you have a problem. I'm thirsty and you need to get me water to drink!"

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Preston: "Your Mason."

Me: "Fine. Your Auntie Jessie."

Preston: "No. Your Mason."

Me: "Fine. Your Auntie Jessie."

Preston: "Why do you keep saying that? Babies can't talk!"

Friday, November 18, 2011

Preston's Thanksgiving Feast At Preschool

A Thanksgiving feast at Preston's preschool. We were invited for a show performed by Preston's preschool and then dinner afterwards.

When I picked Preston up from preschool that afternoon his teacher told me that when they climbed up on the risers to practice Preston seemed a little bit overwhelmed and just kind of stood there shell shocked.

So to warm him up to the idea of his first big school performance (and because I really really really wanted to see him sing and not stand up there terrified) we headed to Target before his performance to pick out a special prize that Preston would get for doing his very best during his performance. A little incentive too to get him to stay on the risers too instead of running down into the crowd as soon as he saw me and Brad. Or Mason.

We invited my parents and Jessie and Mason. Who showed up excited to watched Preston perform. We also invited Marrissa, Matt, and Shannon; but they weren't able to come.

Preston did an amazing job.  He walked up there completely sure of himself.  Didn't even bat an eye.  No sign of the nervous child from earlier in the day.  I'm sure the box of legos that I had in my purse helped a little with that.
He even sang loud enough that you could hear his voice over all of the others.  And there were a lot of kids up there.


Eventually I ended up in the center aisle up at the front so that I could take some better pictures.  Originally I'd kind of been hiding out in our seats terrified that if Preston saw me he would refuse to stay up there and come running down since he was nervous.  But once he got comfortable I knew he was good to go and that I was also good to be within seeing distance.

When he did see me he just waved a little wave and smiled real big!  And continued along with his singing and hand movements.
So stinkin' cute!

Afterwards we headed into the gym for a turkey dinner.  Which Preston obviously wasn't interested in.  Picky eater that he is.  Luckily for Preston I know that he's a picky eater so I came prepared with things that he could eat while he opened up his new lego set.

When we'd all finished eating we took a couple of photos and headed home for the night.


Exhausted, but in a good way.

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Wordless Wednesday...Kind Of


The boys at Auntie Rissa's volleyball game!

Wordless Wednesday...Kind Of


Train rides at the mall!

Volunteer Day

I love helping out in Preston's class. Love it. The fact that the parents are required to help out is one of the reasons that I chose this preschool. It helped ease my nerves a little bit about sending my baby off to be a big boy to know that what was happening at school wasn't secretive. And in fact was the exact opposite in that parents are fully invited to come in and be a part of whats happening.

I love watching Preston interact with all of the other kids. And seeing who his friends are. And what his favorite toys are at school on my volunteer days. Don't get me wrong I ask him about his day when I pick him up from preschool but the summary I get doesn't always tell me a whole lot about what he learned or how the day went. But when I'm there I get to see it all firsthand.

His day starts out with morning circle time and then heads right into free learning time. They have a couple of different activities going on and he gets to move around to the different things he wants to do. There is an art project, a table to practice writing your name, typically a letter of the week project, and all of the free play areas.


Preston isn't as into arts and crafts as some of the other kids so I've both seen and been told that getting him over to those projects takes some creativity! He is however very into the play area with the knights and castles. He loves those knights! And a couple of the other boys in the class are right there with him in that department.


And on Tuesdays Preston has his show and tell day. Some weeks we bring something that starts with the letter that week and other weeks Preston has his mind set on something and he brings that instead. This week Preston brought his Iron Man car!


After free time the kids all head to the second circle time of the day. During that circle time the two snack helpers are excused to help set up snack for that day. I got to help out on one of Preston's snack helper days and it was so cute to watch him very seriously set out the cups and napkins for all of his classmates!

Then it's time for snack. I have to say that snack time at preschool is definitely helping Preston out in the eating department. Granted they are just snacks and not full meals but still he is trying new foods! Like for example raisins are now one of his favorite snacks. And he is now willing to eat graham crackers! He's such a picky eater I'll take any willingness to eat snacks that aren't candy and chips I can get!


After snack they head outside. Or up to the gym depending on how cold it is. Preston loves either of these. And I'm glad that no matter what the weather he gets a chance to race around and get some of his energy out!


On Tuesdays they follow up "recess" time with a project back in his classroom. And on Thursdays they head into the chapel for some time learning songs and the stories of the Bible.

There is one final circle time to end the day and preschool is over.

I can't say enough how much me and Preston are both loving his preschool! I love his teachers and the effort that they put in with him! And he loves them too! I love helping out and getting a chance to see first hand what his days there are like! I love the different things they do for the families. I was so incredibly nervous about preschool and it's nice to be able to breathe a giant sigh of relief that we are both enjoying this experience so much!

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

A Photoshoot With Preston And Mason

My sister and I have been talking about getting Preston and Mason's photos done practically since Mason was born. We've loved the idea of having some cousin photos of the two of them. Official photos where both of them are looking and paying attention and smiling!

We finally did it!

We took them in to a local studio that we'd gotten a group deal through. I was so excited and the boys were pumped up. And completely full of energy!

But they looked absolutely adorable!!

It was hard to get them both to smile and sit still and pay attention to what was going on (shocking right, I mean what are they four and almost two? Seriously! Ha!) but we got more than just a few really cute shots of them!


I am so overwhelmed with photos right now and which ones to put up and how to rearrange them and what to put where in what sizes. But I am so glad that we finally got some real pictures to the boys together!