Daddy's ABC Jacket

Andy's parents uncovered a relic in their house - Andy's high school letterman's jacket. Caleb tried it on for size and said "Look! I'm wearing daddy's ABC jacket!" He heard it was called a LETTERman's jacket and saw the big C on it, so immediately thought it was a jacket celebrating the alphabet. What else would you think when you're 4?

A Tizzle-topped Tufted Mazurka (from Yerka)

I know, what a mouthful of a title! Thank Dr. Seuss for that one. I think it must be his birthday or something, because Alex's class has been studying Dr. Seuss for several weeks now. They're even eating green eggs and ham next week. I know it's just regular ham and eggs with food coloring, but - ick! Some things are just better left undone. :) Well, this is Alex's Dr. Seuss project. Each student picked a Dr. Seuss book and could pick anything they wanted to do for a project. It could be something as simple as drawing a picture. Alex's book was If I Ran the Zoo, and he chose to make this -- of course. Why draw a picture when you can make your very own Tizzle-topped Tufted Mazurka! Now Caleb wants one too. Anyway, this whole experience has made me discover something about myself. I am one of THOSE mothers. I had always promised myself I wouldn't be, but it turns out I am. You know the mothers I'm talking about - the ones that when their child's project comes due, doesn't let the child do it on his own level, but wants to do it herself so it will be done perfectly, even to the point of not letting the child help. My wonderful Alex would have none of it though. He constantly got onto me and made sure he was working on it. I kept having to bite my tongue. "No Alex," I would say, "just let me do it." AAARGGHHH! I can't believe I turned out to be one of THOSE mothers! When he was in Kindergarten, I would visit the school and see the elementary school projects that I knew were probably never even touched by little hands. It must be some sort of mom disease. :) So, all of you friends of mine whose children aren't in school yet - I know you think you'll never be one of THOSE mothers, but you just wait and see.

Puppy Love

This is Caleb's favorite thing to love in all the world - his stuffed doggy. His name is Doggy. No, Caleb is not very original when it comes to picking out names. He also has a big stuffed panda named Big Panda and a little stuffed panda named Little Panda. Anyway, he treats Doggy as if it were a human baby. It's so cute to see him take care of his "baby." Doggy gets carried around and goes for car rides everywhere we go, not to mention gets tucked in under Caleb's special blanket when it's time to sleep. No one in this world is allowed to use Caleb's special blanket other than Doggy. I came into the living room and started talking to Caleb when I got yelled at. "Quiet Mommy! Can't you see Doggy is resting? You're going to wake him up!" Yikes! What could I have possibly been thinking? :) Although I like the freedom to talk when I want, it's really sweet to watch Caleb and how he takes care of something he loves. It makes me feel like we just might be doing something right.

Three Ring Fun

Last Thursday night we went with my sister Tammy and her family to the circus. What fun!! All three boys were just amazed by everything they saw, and did they ever sleep good that night!

I love my cousin!!



Where's Caleb?

Bluebird Gap Farm

We had a playdate with some of Caleb's friends at Bluebird Gap Farm in Hampton. We had never been there before, and really enjoyed it. It's such a great place for kids. They have a playground area, picnic areas, and lots of animals to see. Best part - it's all free! They had some beautiful peacocks just roaming around the place. One was all white. I had never seen one like that before. It was just beautiful. Can't wait to go back when it's springtime! Playdate anyone?

Stitches

Well, it was just another Manic Monday at the Weissingers. Alex had a program at school that night. We were getting in the car to go home afterward when it happened. Alex pulled open his car door so hard and was standing so close that it hit him in the head. Andy ended up taking him to the emergency room at 9:00 that night. They came home 7 1/2 hours and 2 stitches later. It really doesn't look that bad, and he treats it like a badge of honor. We skipped school Tuesday and slept, and when he went back on Wednesday he refused to wear a band-aid. He just had to show it off. Boys!

It's a boy thing

My boys LOVE to wrestle with their dad. Sometimes football and tackling are involved. Sometimes it's just bulldozing and knee drops to the back. Despite minor injuries and tears, it's a favorite pasttime at the Weissinger house.