My baby turns four this Saturday. He'll be a full-time preschooler the week after his birthday. I like to think I'm handling this pretty well, but I'm not. It's hard to watch your youngest grow up. Seems as if they grow up so much faster than your oldest. Unfortunately, I'm not as good as I used to be about documenting milestones and random moments. (Oh how I miss scrapbooking!) However, I can assure you that I'll always remember Rocket at almost four insisting that his new nickname is Rocketship. That he only wants his preschool director to call him by his real name, Carson. That trains are still the love of his life. That while he was in the middle of going potty the other night, he fell hands first into the the toilet bowl. That his best pal is Papa (my dad). That he lives on a very limited diet of mac & cheese, raisins, bananas, Stripples, and ketchup rice and somehow manages to weigh more than his big brother. That every night he tells me that he loves me so much and that he loves me so big. I hope he always knows I love him even bigger.
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Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Wednesday, February 02, 2011
Snowpocalypse 2011
That was quite a blizzard. I still can't believe there was lightning and thunder in the middle of it! Earlier this morning we attempted to dig ourselves out of the snow. Okay. Truth be told, I did not partake in the digging. It was my hubby who did all the work. It took him several hours, mostly because the plows keep pushing the snow back onto our drive. Poor Ronald. Snow drifts are crazy tall, and the kids took advantage of the one on our front porch. They made it into a little sledding hill! The sun has been out all day, but the winds are still pretty wild out here in the cornfields. The kids and I are definitely enjoying our 2nd snow day, and we're very thankful for a warm home complete with a fully stocked pantry and fridge!
Kids trying to get out of the garage. It took them awhile!
Clarkie showing off his "snowbrows" - hahaha!
Fun video of Clarkie sledding off our front porch, and in true Clumsy Clark fashion he face plants into the house at the end!