Santa Early...

Okay, so I know it's a little early, but he was there, and I thought after last year, I'd get Blake exposed several times so he might at some point sit with Santa himself this year. But he has grown up I guess, he was the first one to go up there and jumped right up there, sat with him, talked with him, and loved all of it. So maybe next time I'll be more ready for pics? We had a good time and he loved it. Maybe goes against my not Celebrating Christmas before Thanksgiving thing, but oh well, I don't have my lights on yet, or my tree up so I'm still winning the battle... right????

Family Pic

Just wanted to share our last family photo. We were just all a little dressed up and so I decided to have Connie snap a picture real quick, so I know it's not fabulous but I like it. Just wanted to share.

I'm Small!!

So I had my 3 year well baby check up today, and I got my H1N1 vaccination. I found out that I am small. Here are his measurments

Weight: 31.2lbs. = 44%
Height: 35 1/4 in = 6%
Head Cir: 50 3/4in = 75%
BMI 17.7 = 90%

The next level....

Okay well Nick and I are so excited that we have been promoted to the next level of parenthood.... It has all happened in the last two days. Last night Nick made it in first, but I got admitted today TWICE!!

Okay so now for the whole story. So last night Nick made Blake go to his bedroom because he was throwing one of his new found fits (ever since he turned 3 he's been a little handful). While slamming his door, he said "You're REALLY mean". Then tonight I sent him to his room for a fit, and he said to me on his way there with a very good handshake "I'm sad at you mom", "you're REALLY mean", slammed door and said it again. It's so funny how he says it. It is so funny because the fit lasts about 30 seconds, he gets to come out of his room whenever he is 'over' his fit, and when he comes out he is in love with us again. He is defiantly trying out the 'terrible threes' the 'terrible 2's were nothing' At least we can find humor in it I guess.

Weird conversation...

So this morning as Blake was once again trying to figure out when his birthday is we had this disturbing/cute conversation.

Blake: "Mom I want Balloons for my birthday"
Mom: "Okay, we can probably do that"
Blake: "Then we'll let them up in the air outside"
Mom: "Why would we do that?"
Blake: "Because mom"
Mom: "If you let them go up in the air outside then we won't have them for your party,
how would you get them back?"
Blake: (With the you are the stupidest person ever look) "Mom, when I get my wings I'll be able
to get them"
Mom: (A little taken back) "Well Blake when do you think you're going to get your wings?"
Blake: "I don't know but when I do then I'll get my balloons."