Preschool Pranks

This morning, while dropping Mason off at school, his teacher asked me if he told me what he did the other day. I look down at Mason and he just kinda grins and goes to sit down at the table. Ms. Bre goes on to tell me her story. She said that all morning she had needed to go the bathroom, but couldn't get away from the class. So, she was trying to wait until nap time to sneak across the hall while the kids were asleep. She said by the time the kids were layed down she was about to die and ran across the hall to the bathroom that they all share. She pulls on the first stall and it's locked. Goes to the 2nd stall, it is also locked. Goes to the 3rd and 4th stalls, and you guessed it, they are all locked. She said she's about to cry wondering what's going on when she remembered that my adorable little boy was the last one in the bathroom. So she runs back to the room where Mason is not napping and asks him what he did in the bathroom. She said he just grinned at her and ran to the bathroom, where he had to crawl underneath each stall to unlock it.
I have to admit, I just laughed! All I could think on the way to work, was how much fun this is going to be for the rest of my life hearing stories like these! I just hope all his teachers are as easy going as Ms. Bre! If not, he's going to be in tons of trouble!

Mama does the Christmas Dash

Mike and I had decided that Santa Clause was going to get the boys a Nintendo Wii. We were waiting for Mike's Christmas bonus to be able to afford it. Well, this week, he got a Walmart Gift card from work, with enough money to afford the Wii. So yesterday, on my lunch break, I casually run down to Sam's to buy my Wii. I'm laughed at by the boy working there, who tells me they are sold out and not getting anymore until after Christmas. So, I jump in the car and run over to Walmart. Get the same response. So, now I'm getting worried. I come back to work and think I will just order it online and have it shipped. Wrong again. Sold out online. So, now, I'm officially panicking. I start calling different Walmart stores, and no one has one. Ebay has tons of them, but I'm stuck with a Walmart gift card to pay with! Finally, I call the Graham Walmart and I'm told they have just got 3 in and they are about to put them out. I ask if I can send my uncle to pick it up, and I'll pay over the phone with my gift card. They tell me no. I hang up. Thinking. I call back and talk to someone else this time. Beg him to save me one and I'll be there by 4:00 to get it. After being rude and giving me a hard time, he finally agrees to save it, but I have to be there by 4:00. It's 5 til 3. I jump in the car (yes, I left work to do this) and I'm racing to Graham. I'm already envisioning myself throwing a screaming fit in the middle of Walmart if I don't get a Wii, and being escorted out by security. On the way there, I happen to talk to mom and tell her what's going on. Turns out, she knows the boy who is holding it for me. So, I tell her to pull mom rank for me. She calls and tells him I'm her daughter and he better be nice and hold it for me. I got there at 5 after 4:00. And he had it for me. I told him who I was and he says yeah, your mom called me. Kinda like, yeah, you tattled to your mom, here's your Wii. I just smiled my biggest smile and thanked him profusely. So, end of story, we got a Wii. I told Mike our little brats better dang sure appreciate it!! HaHa
The things we do for our kids!!

Here's Sam in his Christmas Hat that mom picked up for him. Almost too small for his big head!


Today was pajama day at Mason's school. My son, the original, wanted to wear his cowboy boots with them. I let him. He looked so redneck, but he was so proud. Only Mason could pull it off.

Scorpions

I was laying in bed last night remembering our little house in Scotland. The place was infested with scorpions. I was remembering the mother's day morning, I was pregnant with Mason, alseep in bed, and got stung on the foot. I had lived there a year without getting stung. Our bedroom seem to have the most scorpions. We couldn't leave clothes on the floor, had to check our shoes before putting them on, had to lift our pillows and sheets before getting into bed. It was crazy! We sprayed chemical every month and still had problems.! Looking back I'm surprised I lived there as long as I did!
I loved that little house though. It was out in the middle of a bunch of stinky dairies. We'd sit outside at night staring at the stars. So peaceful. Well most the time. There was the time I ran outside in my sleep shirt with my 16 gauge shotgun to kill the huge rattlesnake in my front yard. I shot it 3 times. Mike said it was overkill. I said you can never be too sure with a rattlesnake.
Then there was the time the rabid skunk camped out by my kitchen door and I couldn't leave the house. Eventually he took off down the driveway and I killed it too with my 16 gauge shotgun. (Mike was never home for these fun times.) Then there was the time the neighbor down the road called and asked me to come get our lab, Jack, out of his nasty holding tank cause he was stirring up his milk cows. Had to put a huge, wet, nasty, dog in the back of my explorer and haul him home. Oh, and when I was 8 months pregnant with Mason, eating a steak and potato in my living room floor, and the baby mouse ran across my leg. Awww, the good times. I do miss that house though. That was our first home together.

Baby Steps

Some took his first real steps last night!! He's been walking everywhere lately, but by holding on to things. And we've seen him let go and stand for a couple of seconds before sitting. Last night, he was standing at Mike's legs and I sat in the floor in front of him. I held out my hands and he took about three steps to me before he leaned into me. I forgot how excited it is when you see your child take those first few steps. Even Mike got all excited and started hollering, "Did you see that?? Those were steps! Real Steps! That's my boy!"
I keep telling you...these are moments I live for.

News & A Haircut

Mike got some news yesterday that he was excited about. He got asked to be on the Wichita County 4-H Assoc. Board. This is a very big deal to him. And I think he was really honored that the people he respects so much, thought of him and wanted him. It won't be official until the next board meeting in a few months. But we're proud of him!

So, Sam was born with a headful of hair. Black, thick, straight hair. Tons of it! He's had 4 haircuts since being born. He was in DIRE need of another. Mike had been wanting to cut it short, like Mason's, but I wasn't quite ready to get rid of his baby curls. Mason was 2 before I finally cut his curls off! But yesterday I let Amber, his babysitter, help me cut it after work. And it is short!! I still want to cry, but he looks so cute. Doesn't look like a little baby at all anymore, maybe that's why I'm sad!!

Before....All those pretty dark curls...


And After!! He's found his nose and won't stay out of it!
Mike loves this picture...tells you about his sense of humor...