Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Here's Max.....Here's Jesse

For a while now, every night before shower time, Max and Jesse are usually busy in their room getting their clothes out that they will wear to bed (yes my kids don't wear pajamas to bed, not even sweats, we've tried. They insist on wearing their not so comfy clothes to bed).

Lets just say they have a unique way of setting their clothes out. It's such a habit, that since Max was already asleep last night, Jesse laid out Max's clothes. When Max woke up in the morning, he went right over to his clothes conviently ready for him, and got dressed. He was happy that Jesse did that for him.

Let me explain...this is Max. Or his "profile" on the floor (minus underwear, maybe Jesse forgot, no worries, Max DID wear underwear today).


Here is Jesse...complete with his underwear :)


When I was younger I would set my clothes out for the next day, over my chair in my room. But this takes it all to the next level....

Santa in March

Number 11

This year Damien participated in his first season of basketball since his days in Bitty Basketball (remember that)?? Since wrestling season was uncertain with a new coach and all, Damien tried out for basketball and made the team. I think there was one game out of 5 where he didn't play. As each game went by that he played in, he got better and better and more confident on the court. I didn't see him dribble a lot or do cool moves, (he did those at home in the driveway, not on the court) but he did score his team a point or 2, showed some defense, and got some rebounds. His last game was the most exciting. Although they didn't win, they came from behind and got close. For once Max and Jesse let me watch the game long enough to actually follow the rythm of the game, and cheer Damien on. I do not like taking Max and Jesse to Damien's games. I've been doing it since Damien was in the 3rd grade, which doesn't seem like long, but these boys cannot be tamed when it comes to going to Damien's matches. Over time they've gotten more managable. Thankfully his basketball games were exactly an hour, and I knew when it was going to be over, whereas, wrestling was unpredictable, and sometimes I sat there and waited for an hour and he never wrestled!! I did more wrestling on the sidelines with Max and Jesse. Oh the joys of motherhood!!! And there was only 5 games too. Maybe a month total of basketball. I know some parents endure longer seasons than this, but for me, this is a good start. I'm not a crazy sideline Mom either. I am very laid back on how Damien does. I encourage him to try hard, accept loses as learning lessons, and to have fun. I enjoy watching Damien play and the smile across his face as he glances towards me when he makes a shot. Here are pics of our star in action....











Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Gotta love that boy

Last Sunday the Primary children got up to sing. For the Primary Program in October, Max went up, however Jesse stayed behind. As parents we worried about this, and if Jesse was always going to let fear overcome him. Well, this Sunday was different. When the kids were invited up, I held my breath and tried not to give Jesse a look that may deter him from going up. He walked right past me up to the front, and up the stairs to the "stage" (not quite sure what it is called). He goes too far up to the choir seats and the teachers motion him and Max back down. As he turns around he was making this face.....



Mike and I started laughing. We looked at each other, and asked, "What is he doing? Why is he making that face?" (all the while both of us are laughing, and I'm beginning to tear up, I'm laughing so hard) Let me tell you it is quite hard to control laughter at church...I think a lady a few pews behind us caught on to why we were laughing too. Then he walked down to the front where the other kids were, mouth still wide open and all. He did manage to unlock his jaw to sing :)

All silliness aside, we were so happy that he overcame his fear and got up to sing. He came back down and sat next to Dad and told him, "I'm not shy no more."
We later found out why he made that face, he said, "I was tired". I think he thought he was trying to "yawn", but really I think it was his "coping" mechanism. We do love our Jesse.

Saturday, February 26, 2011

Mystery....SOLVED

Got a new vacuum today and Mike asked to set it up, and then proceeded to vacuum the whole house. When he was done he raved about all the attachments and how much dirt it just sucked up. Now if only we could afford to get a new one each week, I would never have to vacuum again!! My hubby is so funny.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Sweet Victory!

This has been years in the making, and I've been waiting for the boys to be old enough for me to explain to them "It's too early to wake mom up. You can wake Mom up at 7." Then hopefully they'll prance off and go play until then. Well, so far I've gotten lucky. One morning at 6 something, Jesse comes to wake me up. He says, "The sun's up, it's time to get up mom." (Well, come summer time, that really won't fly with me when the sun comes up at 5 am). So I explained to him, "See the clock Jesse, when the first number is a 7 then you can wake Mom up). He said "Ok" and left the room. Of course he came back periodically to check for that magic number and when it was a 7, he let me know. So today, while I was starting to wake up, but still bundled in my blankets, I noticed Jesse walking in, he stopped, looked at the clock, turned and walked out the room, it was 6:45. Oh sweet victories as a Mom of twins! I never thought they would sleep through the night, let alone listen when I say, "Come back at 7, Mommy's still tired." They do love me :)

I'll slowly work up to 8. But for now 7 is good.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

My Boys say the Darndest Things...


Max and Jesse really want a pet, they'll talk about this desire every so often. While driving them to preschool yesterday this is the conversation that went on (I was just listening, agreeing when appropriate, since I am not a fan of having a pet).

Jesse: Mom, I want a cat (repeated a few times, all the while explaining what joyous fun he would have with this cat).

Max (calmly): I want a dog to bite your cat!

Needless to say I was laughing, wishing Mike were there to hear what Max just said. Perfect timing Max! I think this exchange goes to show how much they love eachother :)