The Breeze

I am so excited to announce the addition of a new blog.  We are going to have a blog from camp this year so we can share the goings on of camp for the family and friends at home.  Lakeside Institute's blog is http://instituter.blogspot.com.  This is so cool.  What an amazing opportunity for parents to keep in touch with the activities and fun that their youth are taking part in.  The name came from a paper that used to be offered during camp.  Please help me welcome The Breeze and don't be afraid to post it!  :º) 

My Words Coming Back To Bite Me...

I'm in the office working on homework when I hear Carter say to the dog, "Chia!  DO YOU HEAR THE WORDS COMING OUT OF MY MOUTH?  DON'T EAT MY CHICKEN!"  Hahahahahha.  Yes, I say that when they aren't listening.  HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Naming

Michael, Carter and I had a very late nap today.  We woke up around the time we are usually getting dinner on the table.  Brian had to leave at 5:30 for basketball, so we weren't eating together by this point.  I took the boys to Mt. Vernon for some Wendy's.  About half way through our meal, Michael reached over and snatched one of my french fries.  I asked why he wasn't eating his own and he thought he didn't get any.  I told him to check in his bag.  He took his fries (by the way Wendy's new fries are worlds better than their old.) out of the bag and discovered two in his bag that fell out of the carton.  He said, "A couple fries sneaked out.  It's Margo and Edith!  I named them!"  Hee hee hee. 
I. Love. Him.
He also really loves my craft stuff and was using a couple punches last night (boys' night in, Mama's night out).  He punched circles all around a brown piece of card stock and told Brian it was the two of them dancing and playing all around our yard.  I literally almost cried when Brian told me.  It's so sweet to me the way he words things and the amazing things he thinks up. 

My Sweet Carter Baby

This sweet boy was two yesterday.  This sweet boy made us a family of 4.  This sweet boy has changed my life.  This sweet boy is MY Carter baby!  This sweet boy makes me laugh all day long.  This sweet boy loves wholly.  This sweet boy loves to give kisses and hugs.  This sweet boy says "I love you" ALL THE TIME!  This sweet boy kisses people goodbye on the phone.  This sweet boy is so full of love and laughter.  This sweet boy is very mechanical.  This sweet boy loves to help his Daddy.  This sweet boy can't wait to make pancakes with his Mama.  This sweet boy loves his brother better than anyone.  This sweet boy squeezes his dog to show her how much he loves her.  This sweet boy can not WAIT to go to school on the bus with his brother.  This sweet boy is completely potty trained.  This sweet boy still sleeps with his blanky.  This sweet boy can make me cry just by looking at him.  This sweet boy gives the best hugs.  This sweet boy is a Mama's boy.  This sweet boy can also hold his own.  This sweet boy needs his alone time while his brother is at school.  This sweet boy is a FANTASTIC napper.  This sweet boy loves to go to church.  This sweet boy notices everything.  This sweet boy eats the toppings off his pizza.  This sweet boy has the BEST LAUGH EVER!  This sweet boy asks a LOT of questions. This sweet boy is rather fond of Woody and Buzz.  This sweet boy is very loved.  This sweet boy is my best sleeper.  This sweet boy holds on so tight that you can let him go and he will be the most beautiful, unusual necklace you've ever seen.  This sweet boy didn't want anything for his birthday but cake and candles.  This sweet boy has stolen my heart. 

This sweet boy turned 3 today. 

I love you my sweet, amazing, hilarious Carter Baby!  

A Wake Up Call.

Carter came into our room this morning at just about 5:00.  Still mostly asleep, I picked him up and put him in my bed between Brian and me.  He started talking...
"Mom.  Mommy.  Mom.  Mommy.  Mom.  Mommy."
"What Carter?"
"I want milk."
"Not right now Buddy."
"Why?"
"Because it's all the way down stairs."
He gave up.  Well, I thought he gave up till Brian jolted awake with an "OUCH!"
I sat up.  "What is it?"
Carter had gone downstairs, opened the fridge, gotten his Silk out, opened the dish washer, taken a cup, the matching lid and the rubber sucker thing that goes in the lid out and brought them to his Daddy.  Brian was dumbfounded.  He sat up and was SO confused. (He doesn't wake up very easily) He said, "This lid doesn't even go with this cup."  On top of being mostly asleep, he's blind, so he handed me the lid and the cup and asked if they were a pair.  Then Carter handed me the rubber sucker thing and I put the cup together.  He said,"I want Daddy to pour my milk!"  Milk was in hand and Carter was in bed.  Brian took the remaining Silk to the fridge and we all slept till 9:00.
This boy is too smart for his own good.

Dear Snow Removal Team,

  As I appreciate your efforts to remove the county's snow from the road, I am a little concerned about the snow you removed from my mailbox.  I am absolutely positive that the How to Plow Your Road journal does not require you to do so.  I am also pretty certain it is not to be done as you have practiced this morning.  Upon glancing out the front window this morning, this is what we saw:

I walked down to assess the damage.  Step 2 has the top of the box held on with 4 plastic nails that affix to the box like a wall anchor.  I couldn't get them out.  Anyone have any on hand?  Brian called the local hardware store without any luck.  Please come fix what you have broken.  I understand that our mailbox is tricky and probably jumped out in front of your plow as it has a death wish but you did not need to oblige.  

  

Thank you,

               Mrs. H

P.S. Here is the close up.

How Michael Hears It.

We are driving through the Tennessee mountains and Michael said, "Hey, My voice just got quietter!" I told him his ears just popped. He said, "That's why I don't yawn to make my voice louder." Hee hee hee. They popped back just now and he said, "Okaaaay, Noooooow my voice is back."