Jack and the giant broccoli

Last night we bribed Jack to eat his chicken with the promise of a giant piece of broccoli.  It worked.

(don't mind the food on his face or the garbage cell phone picture)

Seriously...what kid is bribed with broccoli!?!?!

And this may be my favorite picture of all time.  He wasn't ready to have his picture taken.  Talk to the hand, dad.

We had Crockpot Chicken Parmesan (recipe found on my Pinterest, here), broccoli and garlic bread for dinner.  Y-U-M.  It was seriously so good.

A Child's Prayer

Jack's prayer tonight:

"Heavenly Father, bless daddy, and me and Owie.  Bless Nicky's owie feel better, bless Parker I say I'm sorry, bless mommy she not be mad at me...Amen."

Shy

A conversation with Jack:

Me:  Who was the leader at preschool today, Jack?

Jack:  A girl.

Me:  What's her name?

Jack:  I don't know.

Me:  Well, why don't you say to her, "My name is Jack, what's your name?"

Jack:  I a little bit shy of girls.

Sock Mitten

A couple of weeks ago Owen cut his finger with a pair of scissors.  

It was all my fault.  

Adam had the boys upstairs getting ready for bed and I brought the scissors over to the couch to open something.  I set them down on the couch and completely forgot they were there.  Adam brought the boys back downstairs and sneaky little Owen grabbed the scissors while we were getting everything ready for bedtime, and proceeded to cut his finger pretty good.  

I felt absolutely terrible about it.  

Bad, guilty mommy moment.

We tried to double bandage it, hoping that he wouldn't be able to get the bandaid off.

Fifteen minutes after we put the boys to bed, we heard him screaming.

Of course, his bandaid was off his finger, and he had wiped his finger ALL OVER THE BED.

Jack was already asleep, but I had to turn the light on to make sure I got everything cleaned up. 

He didn't even flinch.

That kid can sleep through ANYTHING.

Now how to keep Owen from ripping off his bandaid again?

Put a sock on his hand and tape it to his jammies.

Yeah.  We're awesome parents.

"Foxing"

Jack LOVES to play the boxing game on Kinect Sports.  He calls it "foxing."  He's actually pretty good at it too - he beats me almost every time, and I'm not going easy on him.  The kid can box.

All of my boys "foxing"

Jack is pretty intense about it...

Owen kept walking right in front of me saying "Eeeeeesss"  (Cheese)

 Here's the video that the Kinect took while the boys were playing.  

Favorite part?  

Owen joining in on the action and his little punches.  Cutest. Thing. Ever.

Don't mind me in the corner and the random flashes.  

Just trying to get some pictures of my boys in action.

Jack on the Rock

There is a rock on the way into Jack's preschool.  He loves it.  Every time we walk by it, he wants to jump off of it.  One day he got the idea that he wanted to take pictures of him on his rock.  Here are the many faces of Jack on the Rock:

This is how he smiles when you ask him to smile.  Looks painful, right?

 How cute is he?  I could just eat him up!

:)

Letters to Santa

Last week the boys and I wrote letters to Santa (Jack dictated what he wanted his to say, and I just made one up for Owen).  Today, Jack was playing with his Zhu Zhu pet (just a toy that came in a Burger King kids meal) and told me that we needed to write a letter to Santa for his Zhu Zhu pet.  He said, "Dear Santa, I am a Zhu Zhu pet.  I want a shirt." 

Silly boy!

Jack is 39 (and a half) months...

That sounds SO old!!!  I found a video of him from a year ago, and it was so weird seeing how much he's changed just in one year, he went from being just a little toddler to a full on little boy.  It's crazy.

Jack:

-loves preschool.  He asks me every day if it's a preschool day and is bummed when it's not.

-is a very good big brother.  He helps me put Owen to bed: picks out a story, sings him a song, turns on his sound machine and gives him good night kisses.  Sweetest thing.

-has 99.9% given up naps.  I can still get him to take a nap occasionally (like today because he had a sleep over with his cousins, so he's extra tired), but it's pretty rare.

-is learning the Pledge of Allegiance at preschool - cutest thing ever.  He makes up a lot of words, and I'm pretty sure he's pledging his allegiance to a frog (instead of the flag)...it's adorable.

-loves TV.  We've restricted TV time to just during Owen's nap and an occasional movie night.  His favorite show right now is Bob the Builder.  He'll often be heard around the house singing, "Bob the Builder!  Can we build it?"

-is learning to express his emotions.  A phrase often heard around here is, "I'm mad at you mom."  He says this anytime he doesn't get exactly what he wants.  Sigh.

-is a complete and total cutie:

Jack

Then...

and now.

How did that happen?
Happy birthday my little 3 year old boy.
We love you!