The One About the Poor Baby Doll

    It's no secret that Asher is a rough boy.  A VERY rough boy.  Just a few weeks ago, I found my first gray hair...and I know exactly where it came from.  It has been a difficult few months with Asher at daycare.  He has periods when he is very good, but those are quickly forgotten when he has those days when he is not so good.  The week of Thanksgiving was one of those weeks.  Now in his defense, he didn't feel well.  His canine teeth were coming in, he was running a low-grade fever, and you could just tell he wasn't himself.  He was also waking up several times throughout the night, so very sleep-deprived (as were we).  Thankfully, he was only at daycare 2 days last week with Thanksgiving break.
   So now three of his four canines have broken through the surface.  He has been sleeping through the night again, and just seems to be back to his happy little self.  I dare say even sweeter than normal.  I have been getting lots of hugs and kisses, more than normal.  Maybe he was making up for acting like a little terror last week.  Still, I was very nervous about this week and being back at daycare.  I am happy to report that he was really good today.  He didn't hit, bite, kick, or push.  Lisa did share one story that I found a little funny.  At one point, she saw him pick up a baby doll, throw it on the floor, and stomp on it's head.  That's my little sweetheart.  :) 

The One About Gavin's Birthday

    I've been ignoring my blog lately.   Work hasn't slowed down, and I just haven't made much an effort to blog.  We survived Gavin's birthday.  My baby is now 4 years old.  The entire week before his birthday party was a countdown.  "How many days till by party?"  We had times of tears, "Mommy, I can't wait any longer."  Finally, the day arrived.  We had a fun night, other than Asher beating up on his cousin Thatcher.  He was just obsessed with Thatcher, and followed him around saying "baby, baby." Which is funny since Thatcher is older than Asher.  He gets so excited with babies, and just can't keep his hands to himself.  He started pushing, hitting, petting, etc..  Asher spent some quality alone time in time-out that night.  Gavin was excited because his friend Sydney came to his party.  Since Sydney moved to Albion, he hasn't seen her very often.  So it was a great birthday gift to have her come play at his house.  At the end of the night, we had a fun night watching Sydney and Gavin in their pajamas running around the living room and play Hot Potato.  :) 
   As for the party, we had a full night of Batman fun. 

     On Sunday, we took Gavin to Norfolk bowling.  He has never been bowling before, so this was a brand new experience.  He was very excited that he got to wear bowling shoes.

Ernie gave Gavin a few lessons on how to throw the ball down the alley.

And then Gavin decided that his way was much more fun. 

Gavin liked bowling, but I think he liked dancing to the music more. 

 Then we hit the arcade, which he LOVED!  I think he had a wonderful 4th birthday.



The One About Deer Season

This post is solely for Ernie.  He got his buck Saturday morning.  It's no big secret that I am not a fan of deer season.  In fact, I hate it.  I hate the long, boring stories of the hunt, the gunshots ringing out, and the dead carcass hanging in the garage.  I am thankful Ernie got his buck opening morning, and I don't have to suffer through an entire week.  Because I am a good wife, I will share the dead animal pictures on my blog.