Sunday, November 22, 2009

Jammie Pants

I take a shower at night. Before I took a shower tonight, I grabbed my PJ Top and underwear. I couldn't find my PJ pants anywhere, so I decided to wear the sweats I had on before the shower. After I read Wes a book, he noticed that I didn't have my PJ pants on. He said, "mommy, where are your Jammie pants?" I told him I couldn't find them so I wore my sweats. "But mommy, you need to wear your Jammie Pants. Those pants are stinky." Where did he get stinky?!? I would expect dirty, but stinky?!? Now I feel like I have to smell them...

Friday, November 20, 2009

The Holidays

Jay Instant Messaged me this morning:

Jay: I told wes grammy was coming
he got mad
"No we go find grammy's house."
"How can we find the airplane?"

Well, looks like our boy is ready for Christmas down in Southern California! He's been wanting to see what his Grammy's house looks like after her last visit.

So tomorrow will be one week since potty training..(yes, we've been late on this). But despite the lateness, he's been doing really well. He's taken to it a lot faster than I hoped. At first, he was having issues with going in a place other than his home. At daycare they asked him if he had to go potty. He told them, "I only pee-pee at home". Luckily, he got over that by Wednesday. And despite him having an issue with #2 at home (which is has also told daycare, "I only poo-poo at home"), he did it last night! Next agenda, Nighttime and going to the potty at a public restroom.

Even though we're thinking of enrolling him in pre-school in Fall of 2010, I'm already having to research pre-schools. I thought I could wait until the beginning of the year. Nope. It's so crazy! There was one preschool that has one Open House in the beginning of January! How crazy is that?!?

I had found some old measuring cups and measuring spoons. I gave it to Wes last week. I couldn't believe how excited he got. He was shouting, "Daddy! I need Salt! I need Sugar! I need Flour! I need my Ladder! (so he can work on the prep table)" He was all ready to make some crazy cooking concoction. Guess we might have an Iron Chef on our hands. Last time he made some mash potato/gravy/goldfish cracker/candy sprinkles from a cupcake...yum. Another time it was flour, soy sauce, and candy sprinkles from a cupcake. Boy, that was was nasty. He tried to get us to taste it, we told him no, you try. As picky as he is, he actually tried it! Course he made a face afterwards knowing that his recipe was a bomb.


Oh and if you haven't seen this already on Facebook, here is Wes' tiger costume that I had to alter since it was a 12-18 month old costume. He only wanted this one because it had a hoodie and zipper on it.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Hawaii 7/16-7/23

Aloha! We're back from our trip. I'll write more later, but here is a montage of our recent trip. Hope you can see it. Enjoy..


Tuesday, July 07, 2009

More Conversations

•In Jay’s car on the way to Daycare: “you see first you need chips, and water on your head...and you go down to the store the mountain its gone... a green shark at the store and a pink shark in the water sharks in the water daddy. Don’t drink it don’t drink the water its yucky eww yucky water” (whaaaa? Me no understand)

•“Good job, Mommy”

•Wes was picking food off my plate and I said teasingly to Jay,
“Daddy, Wesley is stealing food off my plate!”
Wes’ response, “Hey Mommy, you need to share”


•Wesley and his 1 ½ year old cousin Jamie’s conversation:

W: You go over there…(blah, blah, blah)
J: Hi
W: Now go do….(blah, blah, blah)
J: Hi
W: (blah, blah, blah)
J: Hi
(I can see they’ll be having some intellectually stimulating conversations on their trip to Hawaii next week)


•Jay watching Wes trying to pee in the Potty
Jay: “Can you go pee-pee?”
Wes trying, nothing is coming out
Wes, looking down at his p.enis: “No Daddy, my Pee-Pee (p.enis) is closed.”

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Wesley Sayings

I normally take my shower right after I put Wes to bed. As I said Goodnight to him:
“Mommy you go take a shower, you go wash your boo-dies. You’re boo-dies dirty.”

As I tell him we won’t be able to go to the place he wants to go
“It’s ok, Mommy. Maybe next time”

When we were driving home on Saturday night and Jay asks him if he wants milk:
“No, no thanks, Daddy. I’m a little tired.”

When I ask him to put away something:
“No, no thanks Mommy” or “Sorry, I can’t”

“Mommy you need to stay home for me”