Life is a test. We are not present on earth to just exist; we are here to learn. Life is a lesson. Love one another unconditionally. Love thyself unconditionally. We spend our whole lives learning to do this. Some succeed and some never have a clue. I'm trying. Love my fellow man. Don't react and don't always have to be right. This is one I'll have to work on for the rest of my life. Appreciate each day and recognize positive and negative as a part of life's experiences. Look around me and see life at it's best. The joys of living come as you strive to achieve your dreams. Its the quality of each day that is important, not the distant dream once achieved. Teach and nurture my children. You can never give them too much love. -Randa Jex 1/1/94

Friday, November 22

These kids...

Oh these kids crack me up.  I am already feeling mentally {and of course physically} challenged by their little minds and active bodies.

Let's start with Austin....he is now 28 months and this age has proven to be busting with comedy. Austin is hilarious and like his teacher said "Austin gets to laughing and everyone starts laughing".  His giggle is infectious.  Don't get me wrong, he as a definite terrible twos streak in him but he is such a loving little guy that it makes up for those challenging times.

He is big about giving hugs, kisses, telling you "buy guys" or "I wuv you" every time you leave.  In fact he gets very uneasy if he didn't get the change to give you love and says "I wanna tell [him]". Pretty much every 10 minutes you can expect 2 tiny arms wrapped around your thighs hugging you and as odd as it sounds he will walk up and kiss you on the butt if you're busy.

He speaks in full sentences about everything and he puts it all together surprisingly well.

He talks about Gwammy, Papa, G Pa, and Yeah Yeah everyday.  He loves his grandparents so much!  He also knows who Nana Randa is and we look at her picture in our bedtime book all the time.

He is starting to grasp time....tomorrow {he says "in the morrow"}, later, in the morning, this weekend, tonight....totally make sense to him and he will followup on the topic at that time. Promise.

He loves keeping his hands clean and anytime he gets dirty or spills something he says "I make a mess".  I really hate hearing the phrase when he in unattended at the table or while we are driving down the road.  Almost always, it doesn't have a good ending.  However if the mess is just toys, he learned the clean up song at school and sings as he picks up his toys.

He loves pancakes.  Every morning we ask him what he is going to do at school and who he wants to see and he always replies "I wanna eat Pancakes at school with Dillon" {that's his best buddy at school}

He holds up his chubby little index finger and say "Just one moow{one more} Mommy" if he wants to watch a TV show, movie, eat a dessert, etc.  Basically anything that he knows we limit, he comes to us in the softest, cutest little voice asking for JUST one more.

If you stretch, he stretches...louder and bigger.

He talks about everything he sees and often gets tongue tied because his mouth is still rambling but his brain has gone to something else.  If I had a dollar for every time I say "stop and collect your thoughts".

He sleeps with 6 stuffed animals every night and cannot go to sleep until we have taken roll and everyone is in the correct position.  Bear, Mickey, Bonny, Clyde, Puppy, Lamb...and his blankey. Mickey is always closest to him and Bonny and Clyde go under his arms.

Loves wearing hats and "hunglasses" {sunglasses}

He is destined to be an ambulance chaser.  he loves ambulances, doctors, talking about going to the doctor, talking about Uncle Kel the Doctor, etc.
Facetiming with Uncle Kel at work to tell him he finished his dinner (random!)
He runs or hops pretty much everywhere and always has one arm bent in a 90 degree angle like he's really running hard.

He loves taking baths with Baby Sister.  "Maddy get in the bath tooooooo".  He loves to help wash her hair and rinse her off.
It's all fun and Mohawks until somebody poops in the tub.
And no worries, nobody is bleading..these are bath paints. 

Loves "Hootball" and talks every weekend about going to the football game at the high school.  He had a blast when we went.

He thinks it is hilarious to say "Hey Shannon" to get my attention.  I had to hold Madeline in front of my face one time so he wouldn't see me busting out laughing.  It's rare so it's funny, but we will have issues if that becomes the norm.

He asks for bands by name on Zach's phone and knows the words to Black Crows, Lumineers, Band of Horses, and Mumford and Sons songs. Musical Genius.

Sometimes Austin will be half listening and say "HUH?" to us, we highly dislike that so we tell him, "Please say what if you have a question or didn't hear us, not huh".  Well the other morning we were up bright and early and Austin and I went downstairs to let the dogs out.  My eyes were half open when he started his usual onslaught of questions.  In my fatigue I said "huh" not even realizing that lazy word came from my mouth before I hear him saying "Mommy don't say huh, say what"

He is a sucker for reverse psychology.  We can get him to do, eat, or wear anything by simply saying "okay Madeline or the dogs will have it".  He immediately cooperates.  Elf on the Shelf may live at our house all year round because I know he will be a hit.

He loves reading to, snuggling up to, and showing Madeline things.  If you says, "show Maddy how we......" he jumps at the task.  He loves being the big brother!

Blurry pic but here is Austin showing Maddy a toy.

Austin is his daddy's buddy through and through. He "wants to see daddy" all the time if we aren't in the same room and he loves asking where Daddy is when he's not home.  "Oh is Daddy wooking out {working out}, is he at wook {work}, is he mowing the yard, etc.  Austin loves reading, asking a million questions, challenging you, and music all just like Daddy.

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