Jackson Says...

This morning Jackson overloaded his nighttime Pull-Up so he was wet. A rare occurrence but it doers sometime happen. This morning, he hollered for Daddy (yay!) so Chris got up and took him into the bathroom, stripped him down, hosed him off and put some undies on him so he could come in a snuggle me this morning like he usually does, except usually he is still in his PJs. He walks into our bedroom and granted we keep our house about 66 or 67 during the nighttime, he touched his nipples and proclaims "My nipples are so BIG! I can feel them!" What's is the phrase? Turkey's done. That is what little Jackson was experiencing. Chris and I died laughing.

Jackson Says...

OK, I am going to start a repeating post of "Jackson Says..." or "Jessica Says..." because well, they say weird and funny things.

Here is Jackson over the weekend:
Jackson: Dad, I will tell you my favorite holidays.
Chris: Okay
Jackson: One of my favorites is Halloween because of the candy. Another favorite is Christmas because of the presents and the candy. I also like Easter because of the toys and the candy. My next favorite is Fourth of July because of the candy.

So you see, Jackson likes candy. He also said that he sleeps with his eyes open so I took this picture over the weekend to prove to him that he does not.

Ninety Minutes of Paradise?

Hey I am two for two in the blog world! Amazing! Now if I just had something to say....I will start here. I actually had one and a half hours completely to myself this morning - no Chunky, no Jackson, no Jessica. I went to the mall, I walked, I window shopped, I took the escalator (this was a huge deal!) and I tried on clothes without two small children sobbing and pounding their tiny fists on the floor length mirrors. It was heaven! I hope this does not make me a bad mom but I totally had a great time. The past four and a half years, I have spent 99.9% percent of my days with one or both kids or once in a great while, working for my Mom or filming a legal deposition. But just ninety minutes of total freedom - I don't know if that has happened and it was weird but delightful. Perhaps this might become a Wednesday morning ritual, we'll see. I am not going to count my chickens yet. Now, as delightful as my ninety minutes were, there was nothing like the feeling I felt when that preschool door opened and this beautiful little girl shouted with glee, "I missed you, Mama!" and came running into my arms.

Not to be out done, a half hour later, Jackson came bounding out of his classroom, shouting, "Mama!" with a huge smile on his face. Yeah, I enjoyed my ninety minutes but these last two minutes, picking up Jackson and Jessica from preschool made my escalator ride seem pretty mundane.