SKYE

We said good-bye to Skye girl today.  She would have been 15 years old this May.  She was a great dog.  It was a hard thing to do but I stayed with her and petted her until she feel asleep.  I am very sad.

Yes they can

If you've been reading my friend's blogs, you have read about our recent discussions about men and what they can and can't do.  Last night, I experienced a first.  Zachary, for whatever reason, was extremely fussy yesterday.  He literally hadn't slept more than 20 minutes all day.  The only thing that made the screaming subside was being held in my arms.  So I finally gave in and decided to hold him while he slept.  I was thinking that getting some sleep while cradled in my arms would lead to sleep in his crib later.  (I believe sleep begets sleep.) So I finally got him to sleep at 8:00 pm and by 10:30 pm I really really needed to pee.  Afraid of waking sleeping baby, I enlisted Eric's help.  My beloved husband literally pulled my pants down and then back up again.  Mission accomplished!!!  

Guilt

So Zachary is a sweet sweet baby, but has recently starting biting down hard while nursing.  I think he may be teething already, but it hurts really bad.  This is just another notch in the "Wish doctors still thought formula was better than breast milk" thoughts in my head.  I secretly wish that an act of god would dry me up so I wouldn't feel guilty about wanting to ween.  I was thinking about the whole thing a bunch last night after I realized my breasts were as sore as they were in the beginning (due to the biting).  

Today, we are stuck inside waiting on the auto windshield guy, watching Back to the Barnyard.  The animals are having a disco dance party in the barn and the cow says, "Come on guys.  The shaking don't stop until there is butter in the utters!"  After laughing out loud for several minutes, it brought the whole breast feeding topic back up.  I guess I will just suck it up and wish for a Christmas miracle.

a few more

Also... a stamp cutout print (Eric's favorite), abstract art??, and Nathan applauding for the musical entertainment at the show. 

Work of ART

Last Thursday was Nathan's preschool Christmas program and his first Gallery Show.  For those of you who don't know, Nathan attends preschool at the Wichita Center for the Arts.  They had all the kids artwork tastefully displayed.  Here are a few highlights... they include a self portrait (black/white with newsprint around), photography study (taken at the zoo completely on his own), clay sculptured tree, and a wild thing.

Another Memorable Moment

Once again ... it speaks for itself!

Too bad we missed the best part, because the camera man was laughing.  But listen closely to Eric's commentary.

Preschool Christmas Program... Priceless

Unfortunately, I was laughing too hard to get the video footage of Nathan knocking over the little girl next to him because he was trying to encourage her to do "twinkle twinkle" with her fingers.  But I was able to capture this memorable moment...  I think it speaks for itself!

Worried

I'm a little worried!  Red heels, pink necklace, sword, net, fireman coat and hat, orange oven mit...  his description was that he was a "fire fighter princess hero".

Dear Santa

Nathan's first letter to Santa Claus!  

Contagious!

Beware . . . Sword fighting is contagious!  Lately if you play with Nathan you must play either Star Wars or Princess.  I don't get it either!

Wish Granted!

Nathan got his new teeth today.  It was surprisingly easy.  In and out in 15 minutes.  

most famous

Santa Claus and his most famous reindeer...

jingle bells

Zach is getting very big and smiles all the time, except when I'm trying to capture it on film.  He was laughing out loud when I was singing until I decided to film him.  He looks so big in his little chair until I took a picture with Nate sitting next to him.

Christmas Wish