Thursday, January 27, 2011

Go Pack Go!



So the Packer's are going to the SUPER BOWL! This is a big deal in our house.

I know I said that Jack and I flew home from CA during the Packer Play-off Game. I failed to mention that Dan would not come get us from the airport. My parents are in town, so he knew I had other options, but I guess that tells you where his priorities lie...

Last Sunday we watched the game at our house again. I asked Dan Sunday morning early (before his 7:30 AM church meetings...) if it would be bad if I put a collared shirt on Jack and his Packer t-shirt over it. He said, why not.

So yes, that was my child in his very "Sunday church-dress" Packer shirt.

I tell myself that I am personally responsible for the Packer's going to the SUPER BOWL. Let me tell you why...

1) Jack has a very cute Packer's sweatsuit. He has worn it every packer game this season. I have been in my Packer's Gear, and of course Dan too. I have yet to take a family picture-which is what you do when you all dress alike. So- because I am a slacker and haven't taken the picture yet, they keep winning so we can take that family picture.

2) I made a Packer's blanket for Dan, for Christmas. Well, at least I bought the fabric before Christmas. I finished the sewing just before the last Packer's game, but I told Dan that I wasn't going to do the finishing touches until after they played. I didn't want to jinx them (same as the family picture- unfinished business, if I finished it then they wouldn't have to win.)

3) There has to be a #3, but I can't think of it right now. Maybe because I actually am following a little football this year, have enjoyed a game or two when Jack takes his Sunday nap, or just because I really like football snacks. Maybe I am just a really good wife and wished for this, so that Dan would be very happy-which he is.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
And of course, our happy kid. All bundled up to play in the snow with friends. :)


Funny story: Today we were watching "Trains" and I had 2 magazines in my lap. A Lamaze Magazine, just to start thinking about having this baby, and a magazine with tons of chocolate cake recipes, big pictures... mmmmm. Jack wanted to read the Lamaze magazine, I tried both of the other options but he knew what he wanted. Very strange.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

"Don't Do It!"

Jack and I took a break from our snowy winter weather and headed to sunny CA to visit our friends! (in fact, we got super delayed in Milwaukee because of snow and missed our connection in Vegas, AND didn't get to CA until 1 AM Wisconsin time... THANK YOU snowstorm!)

We enjoyed playing outside, digging for rocks, movies, playing with friends, library story time, and just relaxing. It was a wonderful little vacation away from all of the cold. One morning it had rained, and we went for a walk to the orchard up the driveway/street. We did not get very far...

Looks pretty harmless, but by the time I could catch up and I call out "Jack, stay standing! Don't sit down." I saw a big splash!



What can I say... a two year old helps me to enjoy the little things in life.


A couple of pictures from our trip...

Bedtime

Playing trucks. Jack loved his friend's big truck, and Jack shared his identical truck- just a lot smaller. It's funny how kids determine which one they want more.
Moms and almost 2 year olds. They are 3 weeks apart-Jack younger.

We had an excellent trip! And the flight home, much smoother. Jack was on my lap and slept the whole 3 hour flight from AZ. I even dozed off a little bit! :)

We made it home just in time for the big Packers Game, actually during it. We flew in our Packers gear so we were ready for a PARTY and delicious snacks Dan made for us. We were so lucky! AND the Packer's won! We are so excited for this weeks BIG WIN! (hopefully)

Monday, January 10, 2011

Some good clean fun!

A family date night: We took Jack to see his first movie, "Tangled." He loved it- for the first 30 minutes, then he enjoyed doing the stairs, running up to the big screen and back, and just enjoying the excitement of a new place and a new activity. It was great!
We were going to go for ice cream afterward, but we had more fun running around in the lobby. It was wonderful!


Our latest "hobby": Marshmallow Shooter Capture the flag in our basement.
How it all began... I mentioned a couple of months ago to a friend that I wanted to make a marshmallow shooter. She tells me that she has made one and they are very fun. I forget about it, and for my birthday my friend gave me a gift. I opened it up and it was my very own marshmallow shooter WITH mini-marshmallows. I was just so impressed- what a thoughtful gift! (Jack loved it too!)


Then... I decided to make marshmallow shooters for my siblings and their spouses for their $1 gifts for Christmas. Of course Dan got one out of the deal, the Elders serving in our ward, and a couple of extra shooters just to keep handy.

New Years Eve: We have no plans, just a quiet night at home. We call the Elders to see if they want some snacks. With nothing to do, we set up Capture the Flag in our basement. Lots of fun! This is a picture of one of the battlefields. (I kind of just let our basement free game- you can use anything to build forts, obstacles, etc. I knew that there would be some recovery after the fun!)


Then... A Marshmallow Shooter War. After telling some friends how much fun our marshmallow guns were, we had the Missionaries over for dinner and invited the friends for a PARTY. The kids had a great time upstairs, while the real party took place downstairs.

Jack and his friend playing McQueen on the piano ( at 10 PM or later... they are so good together!)

The funny thing is, after our "war" we decided we needed to even out the battlegrounds. The side with all of our storage stuff had a huge advantage because it was a disaster! NOT ANYMORE! Dan helped me clean out and organize so that it is better equipped for our next game. It looks GREAT!
The only sad thing...I am getting a little big to really get in the action. I may have to sit out the next couple of games. Bummer.