Our interpretation of the bieberization of america

we watched never say never last weekend. i think jackson looks a lot like justin as a kid.

its kinda weird though

the kramers are a good family friend of ours. i serve in relief society with the mom, kristy. brent serves in elder's quorum with the dad, brad. and jackson was in preschool this year with their daughter hannah. we see a lot of them separately, but apparently, not a lot of them together. this is the story kristy told me when i picked jackson up from her house today.

kristy: jackson, what should i name my daughter? (she's 6 months pregnant)
jackson: i have a name but it's kinda weird though. brad. it's my dad's friend's name.
k: that's hannah's daddy's name. does you're daddy have more than one friend named brad?
J: ??
k: [kristy showed jackson a picture of brad.] is this him?
j: [very obviously amazed] oh my goodness. that's my daddy's friend!!!

A Q and U wedding

So for our preschool group I had the letter Q. yuck! What do you do with the letter Q??? Well, in the elementary school I worked at they had a Q and U wedding. I mentioned it to the kids and they were excited but when I thought more about it I didn't want to do it. Like a week later Hannah told her mom that "she still didn't get to marry jackson." I felt bad so we did it. They got into it more than I realized. I mean, the wedding part, I don't think anything about the letter Q stuck.

unfortunately for jackson he is the only boy in his preschool so he had to marry all three girls. he was pretty over it by his 3rd wedding but i made him do it anyway so he wouldn't let the girls down. I did feel bad for him though.

Then we made a wedding cake, complete with buzz and jesse on top--a detail which i loved.

So I wouldn't do it again. They actually got into it more than I imagined. I came downstairs and jackson had kissed one of the girls. It was innocent and his explanation was of course that they were married but I think it might have upset a girls mom. so i'm not recommending this activity but i couldn't not post it.

I think 4 is awesome

or maybe its just jackson is awesome. Think back to 3 months ago. I had been trying to get himto stop sucking his thumb. I told him that babies suck their thumb. I told him that 4 year olds don't suck their thumbs. I told him I was so happy when he sucked his thumb because it meant he was still little and I didn't want him to get bigger. When I'd catch him sucking his thumb I'd tell him to stop to which he'd reply "No, I can because I'm not 4 yet!" Well he turned 4 and that was that. Then recently I noticed I hadn't seen him sucking his thumb at all. I gave it a few days to observe and I still haven't seen it. Is that amazing!? I think it is. The will power. the initiative. Maybe Jackson was right, maybe 4 really is big.

jackson was in bed

Brent and I grab a bag of pretzels to munch on while we watch watson on jeopardy.

Jackson is within in seconds at the top of the stairs. "um, what's in that bag?" he couldn't see us but he's very familiar with the unique crinkle sound of a bag that is made for snack foods.

i think he has super hearing...when it comes to snacking.

guilty

jackson has told me for several weeks he wanted to drink tea. i told him we didn't drink tea. i gave him all the reasons but he told me he just wanted to taste it.

friday night when we were getting ready for bed he said, "mommy i drank tea today and i liked it."

he totally asked for it at our neighbors house.

sneaky boy

F is for fancy...evidently

when you have 3 girls and one boy in your preschool, thats what you get. my friends tell me i'm funny for letting it frazzle me but frankly, i find it's fairly frightening to see your first boy fancy-ing up his fingernails.

nursing sam

scene: I'm nursing sam on my bed, in walks jackson and sits at my feet. since sam was born we've had the rule jackson can't touch either of us while i'm feeding him.

me: hey buddy

jack: [funny face he makes while playing with sam (biting his bottom lip) reaches out to play with sams arm]

me: no touching sam while he's eating

sam: [stops eating to laugh at jackson]

jackson: [bouncing on the bed]

me: jackson no bouncing

jackson: can i bounce my shoulders?

me: no bouncing

jackson: can i bounce my feet?

me: no

jackson: can i bounce my head

me: no

jackson: can i bounce my fingers?

me: no

jackson: [begins to ever ever so slightly bounce while sitting down]

me: [trying to ignore the very very slight bouncing so we'll just be happy]

jackson: i'm bouncing mom

me: get off the bed

hiding.

i told jackson he was so cute i just had to take a picture of his cuteness.

Even through such a good papa hutchison and great grandpa hutchison impersonation, i still managed to find his cuteness i think.

this is when i wish i had more pictures of my progenitors to prove their connection.

Photo shoot!

I love this bumbo. (that's the seat that sam is sitting in.) I sorta justified buying it for this photo shoot but i love love love it! It's so much fun to play with sam in it. I love all of these pictures of the boys too.

more and more feet!

This started with a small idea and then got bigger and bigger. It was so much fun! It's now hanging from our fireplace and I love it. It's so pretty and colorful.

They got to play in the rain but all Sam got was a bath

doesn't he look like he's pouting?

maybe i shouldn't be teaching jackson his letters

i didn't notice the c until the evening after we did the project

like father like son

Brent spends a lot of time with computers. in fact, last year when he gave me this computer for mothers day I barely saw it for the first month while he "set it up" for me. Saturday Jackson and I re-discovered pbskids.org. they'll likely be a bit more competition for the computer in our home now.

Every night the week before easter we read scriptures.

Turns out for Jackson it's all about the candy.

The rest of the day he kept going back outside just to make sure we had found them all.

Sorry this post is so late.

just a sunny day picnic

i just deleted 63 items from my camera,

mostly of this,

but i did keep this,

and this.

i know i've said it many times but i'll say it again. i love my boys. and i love saying "my boys."

yeah-yuh

Jackson's hip. Way hipper than his mama who still uses words like hip. He has now decided that it's cool to not finish saying your words. examples "change his die" or "slidin' dow." Another new one is adding "uh" to end of words or substituting it for the real ending. He'll tell me Sam is a babuh, he wants to watch a movuh, or yeahyuh. I haven't decided if the last one sounds like a thick southern accent or a 90s rapper. Either way, he's cool.

Grandma's house

Something I neglected to blog about was Jackson going to visit Grandma's house after Sam was born. I cried when they were leaving cause I felt guilty about sending my son away...

It looks like he was miserable the whole time!