Haircut

My effort to groom him into being the next Beiber must come to an end. It's time for the summer cut. 

Cuppa

Charlie vs. The Cupcake

Reading

Henry hates to read. You can guess how that makes his parents feel.

Henry is required to read 20 minutes a day for school. While his peers are happily reading Harry Potter for hours at a time, we have to nag Henry to get his 20 minutes of anything but Harry Potter in.

Did you hear that? Henry. Does. Not. Like. Harry. Potter.

So I am thrilled that Henry found a book he likes.

And he found it in the stack of books that we have kept in the downstairs bathroom for the last ten years.

I am so proud! I can't wait for him to turn in his reading log this week.

Sleeping

I am done fighting for weekend naps. It's just too painful. This development is hard on me. Sleep is more than just physically rejuvenating for the sleeping child. For me as their mother, it helps re-stock my patience and affection -- those building blocks of love.

Will I still need to see them sleep when they are teenagers, college graduates, in their 30s with (perhaps) kids of their own,
in order to love them?

Lego Flags

This captures our Henry.

Sunday. At Target. With Buzz Lightyear.

Drinking organic apple juice at Starbucks.

Off switch

First weekend nap since the Binky Fairy visited.

This took the work of both parents. And nearly 1.5 hours.

Turns out the binky was his off switch. We are all missing it.

Leaving Disney

We were at Epcot until 2:20 when we stated the journey back to the hotel to get the "Magical Express" to the airport.

So Charlie was un-napped.

But not for long.

Disney

I hope one of us will get around to writing an official blog post about this trip once we're home.  For now, I am posting screenshots of the Disney Photopass pics we might actually purchase.

What he loves most

Long few weeks without swinging.

Soft Charlie

Soft Kitty, warm kitty, little ball of fur.
Happy kitty, warm kitty, purr purr purr

No wonder

I have a day off and am furiously cleaning, purging, and organizing. I just found Henry's last letter to Santa.

Yeah, he didn't get anything from that list.

No wonder he no longer believes.

Christmas 2012

I just sent Brian and Henry off for the Christmas movie (Rise of the Guardians).  I stayed back with Gigi and Charlie because I couldn't take the guilt brought on by seeing Charlie's red, slobbering face at the back door crying for me to stay.  It's for the best.  I'm tired. :-)

First takeaway from this Christmas:  No matter how much we think we've pared back; there is still too much -- too much food, too many presents, too many things to do . . .

Second takeaway:  That's okay.