Saturday, December 27, 2008

Finally, our Christmas card!

i know... we're late. Still, hope you all had happy holidays!

Sunday, December 21, 2008

Ducks are Jim Dandy!

Finally! This is the last of our October in Mississippi videos.

My dad and I took Little Elvis to the local park to play with the ducks. This was his first experience around real ducks and he had a blast! He fed them, chased them and yelled at them.

We couldn't find a duck song that really fit with this experience, so instead I opted for one of my father's favorite songs...

Friday, December 19, 2008

Random acts of cuteness

Little Elvis is getting to be a little stinker! Each day he does something so sweet or silly or funny that I want to write it down immediately so I can remember it. I never write it down, and end up forgetting most of his funny little moments.

But here are some recent ones that I don't want to forget:

The apple peel patrol -- Little Elvis loves to steal apples and snack on them. He's never been a fan of the peels, though. A couple of weeks ago, he realized that it would be a nice gesture if he would pull the warm, slobbery peel from his mouth and deposit it into one of ours. He won't put it in our hands, no he has to put it directly in our mouths and then will watch until we chew and swallow. (See what I mean by stinker?) Last week, he decided that it was better to put the unwanted peels into the trash can. I'm liking this better, although I'm sure my fiber intake has gone down drastically.

Sleep tight cars -- His love of cars continues, but he is now very insistent that he sleep with one. We got a small matchbox car as a party favor last weekend. I tried to hide it on the changing table for his nap. He fussed and fussed until I finally went in to his room. He pointed at the changing table and once I handed him his car, he laid back down.

Fruit snack scares -- I bought Little Elvis two boxes of fruit snacks ages ago. He didn't care for them, so I just kept them in our step stool (there really isn't any cabinet space in our 5 foot kitchen.) A couple of weeks ago, he succumbed to the lure of the fruit snacks. Since he knew where they were, I couldn't get him out of the kitchen. I had to pull an upset toddler away from the step stool every few minutes. They have since been squeezed into a cabinet.

Last week, I put a bag on the table for some reason. He pulled out one of our chairs (bigger than he is) and climbed up to get at the snack. He pulled the chair too far out, and I was running to get him when he fell between the table and the chair. The snacks fell with him, and although he had a lovely goose-egg, the tears stopped as soon as I opened that little bag.

Cookie thief -- I'm trying be all Suzy Homemaker I guess, and baked several batches of cookies last week and this past weekend. Little Elvis loves cookies almost as much as he loves fruit snacks. I thought I pushed the cookies back far enough on the counter to keep him out of them. But he just climbed on the step stool to get them. He likes to snag one and then run into his playroom to hide while he munches his contraband.

Yesterday I was trying to organize the cookies in a pretty fashion for our neighbors. I was looking at the cookies. They were right in front of me. But somehow my little cat burgler managed to sneak one anyway. I saw a little trail of blue running out of the kitchen, and once I caught up with him, I saw that he had a big oatmeal raisin cookie in his hot little hands.

I'm fine if he eats a cookie, and the oatmeal cookies are his favorites. But he hates the raisins, and just leaves a trail of slimy, partially chewed raisins in his wake. Yum, yum.

I know he's done more silly stuff, but I can't remember what right now. He definitely keeps me on my toes.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

When it comes to Santa, the 3rd time isn't the charm

Little Elvis is NOT a fan of Santa this year. We've tried on three separate occasions, and each has ended in tears.

Our first attempt was out our mall. They had this huge event to welcome Santa. There was a 10 foot tall man, two dancing elves, a DJ and a train.

He cried between every song, but we kind of expected that.

Then, Santa made his appearance on a little train. It seemed so magical, with the music playing, the kids ringing jingle bells and the tall man and elves marching out in front. I got teary just imagining how cool this would be for a child. Then...

... I heard my child crying. I think all of the pomp and circumstance was too much for him. We hadn't planned on visiting the mall Santa, anyway.

We just knew he would do better in a smaller setting. A local kids' store had Santa and parents could take their own pics. We almost missed the jolly old elf, because of Little Elvis' nap.
"Why didn't I take a longer nap?"
"Don't make me look at him!""Why are my parents so mean? Stop smiling Daddy!" (Wouldn't this be a great Christmas card?)

Never ones to admit defeat easily, we tried once more. This time, we took Little Elvis to get the Santa pictures at Sam's. We did this last year, and it was a pleasant experience.

Not so much this time. I honestly thought I could put my little boy on Santa's lap. What was I thinking?
He clung to me like a monkey. We got him a cup of Ginger Ale and were fine with that big Sam's cup being in the picture.
No dice. Bob gave him the Rubik's cube that had been entertaining him all morning.

No such luck. Bob gave him a fruit snack. He happily took the fruit snack and then went right back to fighting to stay in my arms.

Finally, I sat down by Santa and managed to squeeze a not-too-happy boy in between us.
Then.... somehow we didn't realize we were supposed to pre-pay before picking up the pictures the next day, and they got erased, and blah blah. I don't think we were meant to take a picture with Santa this year.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Cute hair day

Little Elvis woke up the other day with the cutest little curl on the top/side of his head.
It stayed that way for most of the day.
Even after his nap.
When my hair sticks up, it just looks messy. But on him, it looks so cute.

Monday, December 15, 2008

Little Elvis channels Tom Jones

Little Elvis has really taken a liking to his kitty cats. They don't seem to feel the same way, though.

I haven't had the heart to tell him that running around and yelling at the cats probably isn't the best way to play with them.

These new antics allowed us to make a cute music video, though. And who better than Tom Jones to sing about this newfound love of the kitty cats?

Right after I turned the camcorder off, Little Elvis began hitting the hutch until Slappy was scared enough to jump down.

Saturday, December 13, 2008

My sweet baby's sick...

... and he's handling it so much better than his mommy.

Little Elvis' nose started running last week. It didn't stop him, though. He just ran with it. He was our normal, happy, hyper boy.

Mommy was taking medicine and whining. Little Elvis wasn't taking anything and was as sweet as usual.
He even learned a new trick -- he can now blow his nose! He so rarely get sick that we haven't had to really learn this yet.
But, he started with a deep, chesty cough on Wednesday. On Thursday, the coughs were more frequent, so I called the doctor. I figured they would tell me to just do the vaporizer and stuff, but since the coughing woke him up both that morning and that afternoon, they had us come in.

He played and chatted and had a big time in the waiting room. Once we went back, we found out that he had a slight fever and the beginning of an ear infection/bronchitis.

Just a little note here: The nurse couldn't stop talking about how sick I looked and sounded. My baby was the sick one and I was stealing all of his glory with my stupid sinus infection.

Little Elvis has been our sweet little trooper. He loves his medicine, and is still acting like nothing's wrong. His coughs aren't as frequent today, although he was more impatient.

I think he gets this whole being-a-good-boy-while-sick thing from Bob.

The pics were part of our final Christmas card sittings -- we got some really great ones!

Another note: I fully realize that by writing about this, we will probably have a very unhappy boy tomorrow.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Broken computer and a meme

I broke my laptop screen on Monday. So, I'm not online during naptime right now.

Jennifer at Crazy, Magic, Hectic, Sometimes Beautiful LIFE tagged me last week. It's something I can easily do without any pictures.

Here are the rules:
Link to your tagger and list the rules. List 7 random facts about yourself. Tag 7 people (and make sure you check back and see what they say!)If you're tagged, play along and pass it on.

I've listed some random facts before, but I'm plenty random.

1. I am always cold. Always. Sixty degrees outside? I will need a coat. Fifty? I will need a coat, scarf and gloves. A space heater follows me around the house, starting in September. At my last workplace, many times I didn't take my coat off once arriving. I kept a blanket on my lap and bought off-white, cotton gloves so I could type in them. Thought people wouldn't notice them since they were off-white. They did.

2. I'm currently suffering through a sinus infection. Last night Bob got to hear this several times: Meredith: I can't breathe. That makes me mad. I want to breathe and I'm not happy about this.

3. I like dark sunglasses.

4. I really like "Pushing Daisies" and am very upset that ABC might be cancelling it. If you don't know what to do with your Wednesday nights, might I suggest watching this beautifully decorated, wonderfully imaginative show. My parents say it's weird. But I like it... a lot.

5. Little Elvis is in a I-love-my-daddy-and-if-he's-home-I-don't-need-my-mommy stage. It hurt my feelings when I followed them to the bedroom the other day, only to be sent out by my son.

6. I love football. That might be known. Not sure. I haven't talked about it too much, but I love football. Bob taught Little Elvis the touchdown signal and we get him to do it for us... a lot.

7. I have to go on a diet and start exercising. I've gained weight and it's not good. The excuse of being tired and having allergy/sinus problems just will not do it anymore. I will probably need support, because my willpower is lacking.

Since I'm on a borrowed computer on borrowed time, I'm not going to pass this on. If you want to participate, please do!

Sunday, December 07, 2008

Double dutch bus

Another fun video! This is from our Mississippi trip back in October. I am definitely behind on these.

My parents found Little Elvis a super cool school-bus-shaped tent, and he had the best time playing peek-a-boo with me in it.

I thought it would be fun to attempt to get some video while playing peek-a-boo with him one afternoon.

And Bob couldn't wait to use this song! Enjoy!

Only one more Mississippi video to go, and then I can work on the more recent stuff...

Wednesday, December 03, 2008

Oh, Christmas tree - the carols heard 'round our house

"It's the most wonderful time of the year..." for our cats. Nothing can be better for two inside cats than the addition of a fake tree with jingly ornaments to the decor. "Do you see what I see?" See the two gold eyes and two black ears? That's Slappy peeking out over the top of our Christmas tablecloth bedecked playpen. I read last year that it was a great way to keep toddlers out of the Christmas tree. It might work for Little Elvis, but the cats have no problem scaling the playpen and playing with the gifts.
"I'm getting nuttin' for Christmas... Mommy and Daddy are mad... I'm getting nuttin' for Christmas... cause I ain't been nuttin' but bad." Wally is way too big to climb on our new, not-very-strong tree. He also likes to eat the fake pine needles on the fake branches. As you can see, he feels very guilty. "On the first day of Christmas, my parents gave to me a kitty cat in a fake tree!"

"Rocking around the Christmas tree..." There isn't a better way to spend the afternoon than playing peek-a-boo with Daddy and a kitty cat. (After pulling Mommy's tablecloth cover off of the playpen, natch.)

"All I want for Christmas... " is to hold this wascally putty tat!

"Hark! The herald angels sing!" Mommy made me this super cool stocking!!

Had to end this post with just a little bragging. I made my little car lover his very own Christmas stocking. His name is on the other side, but who needs to see Little Elvis written in fancy calligraphy, right?

It's been a fun week around our house! Hope you guys are having good weeks as well!

Tuesday, December 02, 2008

My little car enthusiast

I know I've written before about Little Elvis' love of cars. He likes to play with toy cars and used to love just running around and touching real cars (except for the fancy ones in Chick-fil-A parking lots!)

But he made a new discovery in Mississippi, and it's changed how we spend our days ever since.

My grandmother let him crawl into her car while we were saying goodbye one afternoon. And in that innocent moment, she created a monster!

That's all Little Elvis wants to do now -- play inside the real cars. The timing of this new obsession isn't bad. The best word for the weather here is blustery, so instead of playing outside while it's cold and windy and rainy, we sit in the nice unwindy car and play.

But on days when we have several errands to run, my sweet boy will fuss everytime we get into and out of the car. No fun.

Still, we found a perfect song for his new love!

In case you're wondering -- we've had to re-charge my car battery twice thanks to this newfound love. I now pay much better attention to when he turns the lights on. And he's damaged both of our clocks. Bob says LCD screens are very sensitive. We figure by the time we actually want to replace either car (we most likely will run them into the ground) the clocks will be the last thing to lower the value.