Why buy toys?

Why bother with this . . .



When you can use this!



This is Oliver's first Christmas and everyone keeps asking us what we're getting for him. It's not like he's a newborn since he was born in January, so yes, he might enjoy some fun toys. Little do most people know, Oliver is like a little adult. He is not so much interested in fun, colorful, noisy toys as he is in everyday things such as vacuums, remotes and plugs. He would rather play with an envelope that has a window in it (because it makes that fun noise), but I'm wondering why the toys that make that same scrunchy noise aren't just as fun for him?! I have been thinking about getting a box and filling it with odd things around the house. That way we all win, Oliver is entertained and we don't have to spend any money! (Just kidding...not really though, that whole money saving idea is brilliant!) To give you an idea, here are some pictures of Oliver and his favorite things.

Kids say the darndest (but cutest) things

My sister always has her kids make cards for birthdays and they are so personal and cute. Her nine-year-old made one for my mom this past week and it was such a classic I had to write about it.

You are the best in the world! I hope you have a wonderful birthday. I love you grandma! I love you more than mash patatos and gravy on thankgsgiving! And I love you more than chrismas and rooler blades! Your the best!!!!!

I agree with all of the above Austin, happy birthday mom!

Tagged

Hey, look at me blog two days in a row! Thanks to Margaret I am doing this whole tagging thing, so here goes six things/habits you may not know about me.

1. Everyone knows how much I love watching sports, especially Jazz basketball, college football and March Madness to name a few. When we moved to England there were no such classic sports, instead it was soccer, cricket and darts. In cricket they wear white sweater vests, take tea breaks and the same guy can be up to bat for days! I have never enjoyed a sport where the final score could be 1-0 and darts is played by a bunch of long haired big guys wearing gold rings and necklaces (how that is even considered a sport is beyond me). Anyhow, to get to my point, I have always been the girl who liked to watch sports with the guys while the other girls turned their heads in disgust. In England I got to be one of those other girls and seriously turned my head in disgust to watching any sports whatsoever, it was kind of a new fun thing for me.

2. When I was a little girl I was always afraid our house would burn down or there would be a big earthquake. That might of stemmed from the fact that we always had earthquake drills in elementary school and had to get under our desks. I'm not sure why I was scared of the fire thing. I used to pray every night that our house wouldn't burn down and that there wouldn't be an earthquake.

3. Olives are a weird food, which is what I thought when I was a little girl. However, when I saw you could put them on your fingers and eat them like that I thought it looked like a lot of fun. So, I forced myself to like olives only so I could put them on my fingers. I still like them to this day, though I don't always eat them off my fingers.

4. I have strict rules when it comes to names for our children. They are very simple: spellable, pronounceable and not in the top ten most common names (this might not always be foreseeable, but to the best of our abilities at the time).

5. I am petrified of snakes, whether I see them on the television, in a book or heaven help me, in person. I believe this stems from when we had a snake in our yard on two occasions when I was younger. On one of those times, it had somehow gotten into my brothers pigeon cage (I know, pigeons as pets it's weird), and it was all curled up in the corner. My dad killed it with a pitch fork, yes you read that right, and then put it in the garbage can. One of my brothers convinced me to look in the garbage can and I saw a dead snake with it's eyes wide open starring at me. Ohhh, it's giving me the chills right now just thinking about it!

6. My secret dream job is to host a cooking show. I could totally talk about the food and ingredients the chefs were using and I could most definitely do some tasting afterwards! It would be pure heaven.

So I'm suppose to tag six more people, but I gotta be honest, I don't know six more people in the blogging world who haven't already done this. I know I shouldn't admit this because it makes me sound super lame-o and friendless, but alas the truth really hurts sometimes! So I'm not even going to post the rules, shame on me.

To blog or not to blog

Okay, so I totally stink at this blogging thing, hey I wasn't promising anything good. I have had good intentions, but then the time past. Like when the Fall Classic (a.k.a. World Series) was on, but then the Red Sox swept the Rockies so fast I didn't even know it happened. Then of course there was Oliver's first Halloween, but to be perfectly honest I just did not do it. Now it's nearly Thanksgiving and boy are we excited! It has been three years since we had the big schmorgesborg (I know the spelling is completely wrong), so we can't wait to stuff our faces and watch football!

Oliver is officially walking and everyone keeps telling me, you're really in for it now! Seriously, what is that suppose to mean? He has already been crawling and into everything for at least three months, not to mention he fell down a flight of stairs a couple weeks ago. What about the whole sleeping or not sleeping thing? So let's be honest, I have "been in for it" since the day he was born, and I'm still enjoying it! Oh, and about the whole fall sports thing which I was going to write about earlier, I just have two words: Go Jazz!