Merry Christmas!

Only four days left! Now is everybody ready for Christmas? I feel like I've been up until about 12:30 or later every night trying to get presents wrapped, preschool goodies assembled, toys for Christmas assembled (trying to wrap them already assembled and with batteries ready to go this year- does anyone else do this or am I weird?)house cleaned things, and just things done for the holidays!














(Love Gabe's face here)

The boys are doing good. Caleb is definitely my happy boy. Gabe is Mr. Moody. When he's happy you think, "I have the funniest, cutest kid in the world." But when he's mad you think, "I was a pretty good kid. Why is God punishing me with this one?" (I blame Josh. It must be HIS genes.) As I was exiting Walgreens yesterday with a screaming, temper tantrum boy yelling and standing up in the cart, "I WAAAANT A TREEEAAAT!!!!" and people were peeking out of the isles to see this horrible child... I was just thinking, "Don't be that mom who loses it and starts spanking her child and screaming at him in the store...just get out of her VERY quickly...." I'm sure none of you have ever been through this. :)















Caleb was just smiling in the front seat of the cart the whole time. It was like, just ammusing to him. They are so night and day. Do I dare chance it with a third one or just consider the score even and be done? I don't know.

Anyways, Gabe is a good kid most of the time. He is in two preschools now and it seems like he's growing up so fast. I had him in one Tues and Thurs mornings and he loved it. Then he got screened for his speech and qualified for a program that meets Tues and Thurs afternoons so besides his lunchtime when he's home from 11:30 to 12:15, he's in school from 9:00 to 3:20 when the little bus brings him home! He usually is sleeping when I get him off the bus. However, last week it was Josh who was sleeping when the bus arrived at our house. I was visit teaching and got a call from the bus driver wondering why no one was at our house to get our son off the bus. I, of course, freaked out wondering if Josh had to take Caleb to the emergency room or was lying on the floor dead of a heart attack because surely something serious MUST have happened! I sped home as fast as I could only to peek in the deck window to see Josh passed out on the couch (blankies and all, movie still running) taking a little snoozer. When I finally located the bus at her next stop and rescued Gabe he had decided to go to sleep himself since apparently, his family didn't want him. Then when I put him in my car he groggily asked, "Why you didn't come out and get me? No one at our house come and get me?" I told him to ask Dad that when we got home...
That's a story Josh will be embarrassed about me posting but I just had to. :) He's a great, involved dad 99 percent of the time. He just had been feeling sick that day and must've decided he'd take a quick nap... guess he'll set an alarm next time.

Well, that's all for now! We'll definitely have a white Christmas here!














Here's a pic of Caleb shoveling (yes that's my pink scarf.) We put'em to work early. Merry Christmas!