Mikey will eat it!

Randy and I had a break from the kids Friday night. They stayed with MawMaw & PawPaw. So we did what any young married couple would do...we got up at 7a.m. Sat. morning and went grocery shopping. It was another one of those mega trips we occasionally take. Gary and I took Gammy to Songs of the Season at 2 p.m. then he escorted me to Brittnee and Bubba Woodard's wedding at 6:30, so I didn't have time to put the kitchen full of groceries away until late last night. Landon, who is known to grab ANYTHING out of the pantry or fridge and ask to eat it, was fascinated over his new bounty so easily accessible in the kitchen floor. He pulled a can of Comet out of one bag and asked, "Daddy, I eat dis?" Randy told him, "No, that's not Pringles, it's powder for cleaning the toilet," to which Landon affectionately confirmed, "I eat powder!" Thankfully, Randy conned him out of the Comet with a bag of Funyuns. That kid never has a problem making a "happy plate" and often helps his friends (and big brother) out too!

**Congrats Brittnee & Bubba!!!

Merry Christmas

We made a quick trip to the North Pole after Thanksgiving.
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With a tummy full of ham and cranberry sauce, Landon couldn't resist a cat nap in his lazy boy by the tree...Hope you're T-Day was full of Thanks, Turkey, and Catnaps.

Trean Up

Clean-up, clean-up Everybody get some toys.
Clean-up, clean-up All the little girls and boys.
Clean-up, clean-up Everybody do your share.
Clean-up, clean-up Everybody, everywhere.

If you have a toddler, babysat a toddler, or know a toddler that has been in daycare, you probably know this little ditty. The other night, Landon decided to pick up his toys from my bedroom and sang..."Trean up Trean up...bo-dy trean up" It's so nice to know he's learning something at that daycare because anyone who knows us knows he's NOT going to learn to 'trean up' at home :-( But I DO love to sing with him!!!

Pretty Boy

Landon did a great job modeling fru-fru clothes for Angel Babies Children's Boutique at Les Boutique de Noel this weekend. He was the prettiest little boy there... His daddy really loved all those smocked rompers (hehehehe)

Jingle Bells Jingle Bells
Jingle all the way
Five weekends till Christmas comes
Santa's on his way...Hey

Reader Poll

Since my blog is suffering from a severe case of NO COMMENTS, today's perils gave me a perfect poll question to hopefully generate some feedback that I genuinely need...

Is there such a thing as being too nice?

This morning, Gary revealed to me that the Accelerated Reader books (he's required to read and test on at least 5 per week) that I spend HOURS searching for in the library, don't always get read...by him. Apparently, he lets his friends read them, then if he has time to read and test on them before it's time for me to return them to the library, he'll do so. Hel-lo? Also, he ended up at school without a belt somehow. Three times and he has to spend a day in GASP. He's already on the list two times, so this should be his last chance. No problem, though, I keep TWO extra belts in his backpack just for this reason. Guess what, he's loaned those out to friends so he was left at Randy's mercy. I hated to call and wake him, but I had no other choice. I am proud to have "the nice kid" but how nice is too nice and how do I teach HIM the difference?