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Jingle Bells. Guess Jack has Christmas in July fever.
Jul 5, 2010
Name That Tune
Jack surprised us at dinner tonight (Chinese Take Out) with a rendition of a popular jingle. Can you guess what it is? Listen...
Happy Birthday America
Jack celebrated the Fourth of July with a birthday cake for America, the Slip-n-Slide and a backyard firework show. He says the fireworks was his favorite thing about the Holiday. A true fan...shocking, I know...that Jack would be attracted to something with the word "fire" in it.
Our natural born fire fighter fought his impulse to extinguish the sparks and instead enjoyed the show, he had the "oohs" and "ahs" perfected.
Jul 4, 2010
Jack Starts Karate
T-Ball season is offically over. Check out Jack's family web album on Picasso to see recently uploaded pictures of Easter and his last T-Ball game.
Now it is time to move on to the next activity..."wipe on, wipe off!" Yes, Jack has joined the millions of Ralph Machio wannabe's and signed on for eight weeks of Karate--class is half an hour twice a week. He wears a size 00000 uniform (can you believe they make them that small?!?) He is the youngest and smallest in the class (not by our intent!) He had to audtion for the class and was one of the only three-year olds to make it in!!! Regardless he enjoys himself immensely! Here's some video of Class One...he is the NEW kid to the class...as will soon be apparent!
Jack getting permission to go on the mat.
Jack's instructor, Mr. Husband, starting the class.
Warm up and the day's physical lesson...self-defense (the umbrella exercise). Hi Ya!
Jack shows his comedic side unintentionally as the lesson of the day begins...STRANGER DANGER. Kicker is he doesn't even LIKE puppy dogs! HA!
Jack Runs to Mom and Dad when approached by a Stranger. What the...where are those parental units? Listen for his roar in the second half as he tries to get away from the Stranger...did you hear it?
Apr 27, 2010
Do You Like It?
Our bedtime Jekyll and Hyde boy chose Jekyll tonight. He was so sweet. During prayers he said "And God Bless my very pretty mommy." Awww!!! I said "Well I like that prayer." So he cuddled up and said "Do you like it when I say thank you?" "Do you like it when I give hugs?" "Do you like it when I share?" "Do you like it when I play 'I Spy' with you?" "Do you like it when I put my dish in the dishwasher?" To which I responded "YES!" to each and every question. He summed our conversation up with "Then you like a lot of things I do!"
hmm...
My turn. So I asked "Do you like it when I give you hugs?" (YES!) "Do you like it when I read you books?" (YES!) "Do you like it when I plant flowers with your?" (YES) "Do you like it when I tell you you have stinky breath?" To which he responded "NO! I wonder why you don't brush my teeth."
And there we have our Hyde!
hmm...
My turn. So I asked "Do you like it when I give you hugs?" (YES!) "Do you like it when I read you books?" (YES!) "Do you like it when I plant flowers with your?" (YES) "Do you like it when I tell you you have stinky breath?" To which he responded "NO! I wonder why you don't brush my teeth."
And there we have our Hyde!
Apr 23, 2010
The Wrong Side of the Bed
Jack is going on 3.5 years old. I do not need a calendar to tell me this. His moods speak loud enough. Case in point, this morning...
1. Jack woke in our bed. He screamed "MOMMY YOU ARE NAKED! I DON'T LIKE IT! WHERE ARE YOUR PANTS!" They were on my bottoms as always. My waist was exposed as my shirt rode up and he was touching my skin. Clearly freaked him out.
2. As we stumble into bathroom to brush teeth he catches a glimpse of himself in mirror. He screamed, "THIS IS NOT MY HAIR! WHERE IS MY HAIR?" He proceed to frantically pat his bedhead hair down flat. He was overwhelmed with emotion that he went boneless hitting his chin on the sink. He continued, "I WANT MY HAIR. THIS ISN'T MY HAIR!"
3. A little water had the hair down in place. Of course the water cause another scene as Jack was not quite convinced that his hair would eventually dry. Then we enter the kitchen. I hand him is milk. He screams, "THE MILK IS GOING DOWN! THIS ISN'T RIGHT! FIX IT MOM! OH NO! THE MILK IS GOING DOWN! I CAN'T DRINK IT!" He then collapsed on the floor into the fetal position. I just stared at him and the milk thinking 'what the hell is he talking about?' Minni if you read this you must comment on how I don't exaggerate as you bore witness to this last week!
4. On way to school he suddenly screams, "MOM...GO...BACK...NOW...NO!!!!! You ARE PASSING IT!!! GO...BACK...TO...THE...CAR...WASH...NOW!!!...ONE...TWO...THREE...YOU ARE IN TROUBLE!" The car wash was the drive through at the local pharmacy. The one, two, three magic was the second time he has tried to discipline me. The first was bedtime just the other night.
I am not sure to laugh at him or declare this torture. All I know is this pregnant mom needs a bit of sympathy as she can't turn to wine and prenatal vitamins don't work as well. Kidding, of course!
1. Jack woke in our bed. He screamed "MOMMY YOU ARE NAKED! I DON'T LIKE IT! WHERE ARE YOUR PANTS!" They were on my bottoms as always. My waist was exposed as my shirt rode up and he was touching my skin. Clearly freaked him out.
2. As we stumble into bathroom to brush teeth he catches a glimpse of himself in mirror. He screamed, "THIS IS NOT MY HAIR! WHERE IS MY HAIR?" He proceed to frantically pat his bedhead hair down flat. He was overwhelmed with emotion that he went boneless hitting his chin on the sink. He continued, "I WANT MY HAIR. THIS ISN'T MY HAIR!"
3. A little water had the hair down in place. Of course the water cause another scene as Jack was not quite convinced that his hair would eventually dry. Then we enter the kitchen. I hand him is milk. He screams, "THE MILK IS GOING DOWN! THIS ISN'T RIGHT! FIX IT MOM! OH NO! THE MILK IS GOING DOWN! I CAN'T DRINK IT!" He then collapsed on the floor into the fetal position. I just stared at him and the milk thinking 'what the hell is he talking about?' Minni if you read this you must comment on how I don't exaggerate as you bore witness to this last week!
4. On way to school he suddenly screams, "MOM...GO...BACK...NOW...NO!!!!! You ARE PASSING IT!!! GO...BACK...TO...THE...CAR...WASH...NOW!!!...ONE...TWO...THREE...YOU ARE IN TROUBLE!" The car wash was the drive through at the local pharmacy. The one, two, three magic was the second time he has tried to discipline me. The first was bedtime just the other night.
I am not sure to laugh at him or declare this torture. All I know is this pregnant mom needs a bit of sympathy as she can't turn to wine and prenatal vitamins don't work as well. Kidding, of course!
Apr 20, 2010
Jack's T-Ball Story
At bedtime Jack made up the following good night story.
Once upon a time Jack wished for the t-ball bases to be in his back yard. Coach Vinny picked up home plate and ran it all the way to Jack's backyard. Then Jack ran and ran to a base. It was first base. Coach Vinny said "good job Jack!" and put the base in Jack's backyard. Suddenly, Jack ran to the middle of the field. This is called second base. Coach Vinny said "Good job Jack!" and put second base in Jack's backyard. Suddenly, Jack ran and ran to another base. This was called third base. Coach Vinny put it in Jack's backyard. Suddenly, Jack ran to home plate. It was already in Jack's backyard. That was so funny! Then Coach Vinny picked up all the pieces of the church's playground and put them in Jack's backyard. They were all connected to Devin's playground. YEA!!! The End.
Once upon a time Jack wished for the t-ball bases to be in his back yard. Coach Vinny picked up home plate and ran it all the way to Jack's backyard. Then Jack ran and ran to a base. It was first base. Coach Vinny said "good job Jack!" and put the base in Jack's backyard. Suddenly, Jack ran to the middle of the field. This is called second base. Coach Vinny said "Good job Jack!" and put second base in Jack's backyard. Suddenly, Jack ran and ran to another base. This was called third base. Coach Vinny put it in Jack's backyard. Suddenly, Jack ran to home plate. It was already in Jack's backyard. That was so funny! Then Coach Vinny picked up all the pieces of the church's playground and put them in Jack's backyard. They were all connected to Devin's playground. YEA!!! The End.
Mar 22, 2010
Peanuts and Pretzels and Cracker Jacks...
Take me out to the T-Ball Game!
Jack's first game was this past Saturday. If you have never been to a preschool T-ball game you must go--just pretend to know a kid to make it less spooky! Between the kicking of dirt, the entire field running to chase one single ball, the first baseman oblivious to the responsibilities of his position, and the runner impersonating Forest Gump--unaware that the bases actually serve a purpose. Put this all together and it will be the most endearing 30 minutes of your life. Well, of your Saturday morning at least.
Check out the family album (link at bottom of blog) for the pics and vid.
Jack's first game was this past Saturday. If you have never been to a preschool T-ball game you must go--just pretend to know a kid to make it less spooky! Between the kicking of dirt, the entire field running to chase one single ball, the first baseman oblivious to the responsibilities of his position, and the runner impersonating Forest Gump--unaware that the bases actually serve a purpose. Put this all together and it will be the most endearing 30 minutes of your life. Well, of your Saturday morning at least.
Check out the family album (link at bottom of blog) for the pics and vid.
More Jackisms
I have been neglectful to Jack's blog. Travel is the excuse. I spent last two weeks on West Coast. First San Francisco, next Los Angeles, and finally Vancouver. I return home and find it snowing today. Flurries only, but could someone but the snuff on the white stuff?
I have lots of good Jack material I will post this week. We had our first T-ball game and he has become a master Marble Runner. But today I shall treat you to a few Jackisms uttered this weekend.
1. "Mom, what does stubborn mean?" I defined. Jack said, "Mom and Jack are both stubborn." hmph.
2. After planting some daffodils and hyacinths Gary commented that they were pretty but a bit crowded. I pondered over this while staring out at my garden. Jack touched my shoulder and said "I don't think they are crowded. I think they are pretty." Could I adore him any more! Than he asked for a doughnut. hmm...honest or manipulative???
3. While going to bed Jack announced that there was a cloud of poison under his bed and if he gets out at night it will get him. Gary and I have NO IDEA where this thought came from as we would never plant a scary idea like that in Jack's mind. However I did struggle with debunking his theory or letting him test it...just to see if it would finally keep this boy in bed all night long. I finally did the right thing. Don't worry.
4. Jack was pulling petals of a Camilla flower. I taught him the old "she loves me she loves me not." He quickly adapted this to the more appropriate "I will get a new toy. I will not get a new toy."
5. After breaking a few rules including flushing a toy down the toilet Jack is unable to get the new wheelbarrow he wanted for a few weeks until he proves he can play with his toys properly. The next morning his first sentence went like this, "Ah...I didn't break any toys all night long. Now I can have my new wheelbarrow?" Yea, right kid! HA!
I have lots of good Jack material I will post this week. We had our first T-ball game and he has become a master Marble Runner. But today I shall treat you to a few Jackisms uttered this weekend.
1. "Mom, what does stubborn mean?" I defined. Jack said, "Mom and Jack are both stubborn." hmph.
2. After planting some daffodils and hyacinths Gary commented that they were pretty but a bit crowded. I pondered over this while staring out at my garden. Jack touched my shoulder and said "I don't think they are crowded. I think they are pretty." Could I adore him any more! Than he asked for a doughnut. hmm...honest or manipulative???
3. While going to bed Jack announced that there was a cloud of poison under his bed and if he gets out at night it will get him. Gary and I have NO IDEA where this thought came from as we would never plant a scary idea like that in Jack's mind. However I did struggle with debunking his theory or letting him test it...just to see if it would finally keep this boy in bed all night long. I finally did the right thing. Don't worry.
4. Jack was pulling petals of a Camilla flower. I taught him the old "she loves me she loves me not." He quickly adapted this to the more appropriate "I will get a new toy. I will not get a new toy."
5. After breaking a few rules including flushing a toy down the toilet Jack is unable to get the new wheelbarrow he wanted for a few weeks until he proves he can play with his toys properly. The next morning his first sentence went like this, "Ah...I didn't break any toys all night long. Now I can have my new wheelbarrow?" Yea, right kid! HA!
Mar 10, 2010
Jack's First T-Ball Practice
Jack has joined a 3-5 year olds' T-Ball team. He's youngest on the team at 3 1/3--most on the team are around 4 or a little older. Dad took him to his first practice this week, and here's video. He's the only child that kept his batting helmet on for the entire practice, but see why that makes sense at mark 6.5 seconds and 51 seconds. Note the kids camped out on third base.
Mar 3, 2010
Puns for Fun?
Today while leaving for school...
J: "Mom where is your momet?"
Mom: ?????
J: "I wear a JACKet and your wear a MOMet."
Who wants to claim responsibility for the gene causing our three-year old to make puns...POP POP? GRANDPA? BUELLER?
J: "Mom where is your momet?"
Mom: ?????
J: "I wear a JACKet and your wear a MOMet."
Who wants to claim responsibility for the gene causing our three-year old to make puns...POP POP? GRANDPA? BUELLER?
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