Woo Hoo!

GI this past week...J gained almost 4 lbs and is now at 93% of his ideal body weight!  I'm so thrilled!  Those Sunbutter sammiches are totally paying off!  Granted, we still need to expand those food horizons, but for now, I'll take it!

We spent the last few days at a hotel with a waterpark near my hometown.  The boys were in heaven!  Their cousin came over and all three went "swimming" in the jacuzzi in our room.  Jameson didn't understand why they had to wear swimsuits in the "big bathtub." 

Then we went to visit my parents and their new Border Collie puppy.  What a cutie she is!  Unfortunately, I think I'm allergic.  She licked my neck when I held her and ended up with a necklace of hives. 

Today we're off to Trainfest.  Jackson is so excited.  He asks to go whenever the commercial comes on, but first it's off to Whole Foods to spend my Groupon on as many jars of Sunbutter as I can!

Object du Jour:  Eric Carle's Brown Bear book.  He loves it!

You say it's your Birfday....

J was messing around with his Magna Doodle this morning and I looked down and he had written the number 10, all on his own.  I asked him to make an 8 and he did!  He also made a 7 on request.  Wow.  This kid never ceases to amaze me.

Randy took the boys to the VFW the other night to see some friends we haven't seen in awhile.  I stayed home, just to bask in some silence for a few hours.  Jameson came home yelling, "MOMMY!  I went to the EFW with Daddy and Elvis showed up.  It was creepy!  Next time we go see Amy, we're going to have Stir Fry with a fish on top."  I guess J tried to swipe Elvis' mic, which didn't go over well and Jameson also came home with a pocket full of screw off wine tops and 2.00.  Only my kids.

OK.  So according to the site I use to see where people are coming from to look at my blog...many of you are finding me because you are Googling the definition of the word "birfday."  I used it in one post, a few years ago now, to show how J pronounced the word "Birthday."  According to urbandictionary.com, there are a few other meanings I was unaware of.  So, if you are looking for more detailed info, pop on over there.  You're welcome.  And for the person looking for "Whole Foods sneeze into hand, "  I can't help.  Sorry.

Object du Jour:  Various magnetic letters and the Magna Doodle.

MG, Ryan B. and The Man with the Yellow Hat

You don't know me and stop pulling my hair!

Jackson just loves school.  He's an uber-speller, getting 90% on most of his spelling tests thus far.  He's been learning Spanish.  I wondered how that would go, but he's coming home singing songs about "Donde esta?" and stating proudly, "Me llamo es Jackson!"  On the flip side, he's started pulling hair.  According to his teacher, he will cross a room at school to pull a child's hair.  And, he's now doing it to me at home.  J comes at me with hand outstretched saying, "Don't pull hair."  If he's lucky enough to get a handful, he follows it with, "Pulling hair is naughty."  No one seems to know how this started or how to stop it.  At home, he doesn't like me walking away from him and it usually stops the pulling.

For Halloween, the boys were "Monkey George and The Man with the Yellow Hat."  We even dressed MG up as Ryan Braun. They were so cute!  I'll post pics as soon as we get them off the camera.  Jameson loved it!  He walked up to the first house and said, "I would like to have a piece of candy, please."  The lady just laughed.  We shortened it up to just "trick or treat" after that.  Jackson followed the protocol of "trick or treat" and "thank you," but could've cared less about the candy.  He did latch on to a piece of licorice that he found very entertaining for some reason.

Here's my rant for the day:  Because someone has bred more or has had children longer, does not make them a superior parent.  I made the mistake of asking advice on a situation with Jameson on Facebook.  A woman who I only know from trisomy circles told me to because she has 5 kids, one a trier, I essentially just need to "toughen up, I have a lot of parenting ahead of me."  Yep, I get that, but I'm amazed that I got so offended by someone I've never met.  It made me want to go all Springer show and yell, "You don't know me!"  I had to go and ask the question, didn't I?

GI/feeding team follow up next week.  Hopefully, J has packed on some pounds with all the sandwich chomping he's been doing lately.

Object du Jour:  J loves the "Biscuit" books he brings home from the school library.