The weathermen are predicting some more snow for us this afternoon. Typical, because it was in the high sixties over the weekend.
And speaking of the weekend, ours was lovely. Starting with Friday afternoon the boys and I headed up to the mall. We had some shopping to do before we met up with Jason in the line to see Santa. But Easton needed to pick out something for his friend Max's birthday party. Easton wanted to get him something Toy Story-ish which is interesting because when I called Max's mom for ideas she said he was newly into Toy Story. Perfect! So we headed off to the Disney store...
Then to do a little more browsing, from the second floor we were able to look down and get a little Santa preview! He looked right up at my boys and gave them a wave:
We also like to stop by the window of the pet store, of course:
Then it was time to get in line. Santa takes a break to feed the reindeer and we hopped in line about 15 minutes before he was scheduled to return. Jason met us there and took the boys to walk around for a bit while I held our place in line. They came back and showed me how they were going to smile:
Just then Santa came back through the doors from his break. He was bumping knuckles with all the kids in line. Until Dalton. Dalton shouted "No!" right then. Fun. So this is how our actual visit went:
I'll share the picture later...you know how we are about sending them to the grandparents first. :) The picture makes me laugh. Easton told Santa about the Bat Cave he wants and told Santa that Dalton likes Elmo. I was glad he spoke up for his brother like he did.
Here they are waiting for the pictures to print:
And then waiting in line for food court pizza Easton took a looksee too:
(That's as close as you'll get to seeing the pic for now.)
My oh my...is the food court always so busy on a Friday night or is it just that it's Christmas? Sheesh. Jason, the boys, and I all got something from different places. Busy busy.
Then we browsed the sporting goods store a bit for ellipticals, they had a Skee Ball home game display out:
We came home and discovered that Easton knows how to button! At school the teachers want all the kids to obviously be able to do their own zippers on their coats. You can imagine trying to get 20 kids ready to go out to the playground in the Colorado weather can be kinda time consuming. So, if you can do your zippers on your coats all by yourself you're in the "Zipper Club". Easton is a member. I thought that was pretty cool...I mean, it's kinda tricky to start a zipper yourself sometimes, am I right? Well, somewhere along the way he's also learned to button and can do the buttons on his old man Christmas jammies all by himself too! Next he'll be tying his shoes, I'm sure. Because Easton is so big, he decided that he was going to read their bedtime story that night and that was the most still I've seen Dalton sit for a story. Since E really can't read, he'd tell what he remembered from each page and each time he'd turn the page he'd continue the story with, "And also..." So cute.
The boys cuddled up in bed together for the rest of our bedtime routine:
Look at the love on Easton's face:
We actually tucked Dalton in with E and "left". Then Easton called out, "Mom? I actually don't like how Dalton is moving" so we took D out of the bed like we knew we'd have to do. Only Dalton was not fond of going into his own bed. He kept crying out, "Bubba! Bubba!" Sweet.
Saturday morning found Easton hard at work on making a card for one of his oldest pals, Max. We printed a Buzz coloring sheet from online and got out his Buzz at a model for what colors go where and he went to work:
He kept saying, "Max is gonna love this!" He did have a bit of coaching as far as, "Oh look, he's got some green here...you want to color some green here?" but he did all the actual coloring himself. I kinda wanted to keep it I was so impressed, but it was for Max all along and so I just took a picture to keep, like I like to do:
I cut out the Buzz and glued him onto some black construction paper and Eastie added some star stickers and an "E" so he'd know who it was from. Then just E and I went to the party:
You couldn't even tell Zannah put beets in the cake. She always hides veggies in things.
E wanted to wrap himself up as a present with the wrapping paper scraps:
Then we went home. Jason had what we were calling "me time" scheduled but he had an eye appointment and then I encouraged him to start some Christmas shopping (for me, hee hee) so it wasn't truly "me" time. So, once he came home we let him have the house to himself for an hour and a half or so while the boys and I went out and did a bit of shopping and errand running ourselves.
Look what I picked up on sale!
Goob.
On Sunday after breakfast I had to run out for Cokes and sippy cups. Dalton chews gigantic holes into his cups but refuses to use the harder plastic ones. I'm thinking Santa will need to bring some super cool hard ones because we're going through the soft ones like they're disposable. Jason hung with the boys while I was out:
When I came back I showered and we all got all ready for our Christmas card pictures. We took those and we weren't sure how they'd turned out, I was almost afraid I'd have to send you all Christmas cards with my festive "mistletoes" on them:
But, it looks like our card is gonna work. Whew.
After we took pics I headed off to a baby shower for one of my oldest friends, Tonya. I've known her since we were 6 or so. And our other long-time pal Kelli was there. Kelli and I were total besties growing up and we still fall back into our silly ways when we get together giggling and whispering during the party. When it came time for everyone to decorate little onesies for baby Emma, Kelli and I did one together with our sons' names:
(It was Kelli's idea)
The shower was held right by my mom's house so I stopped by there for just a few minutes after the party just to say hey and then came home for dinner and bedtime with the boys.
This morning Dalton got to take his maiden voyage in his brand new Radian, exactly like Easton's. They need the straps in the exact same spot too!
Our whole way to Krispy Kreme, Dalton kept saying, "I yike it. I yike it!" We ate our doughnuts then headed home. Dalton entertained Easton and I with his singing:
He'd started singing along with that high note in the car the other day and Eastie and I just found it hilarious. That video isn't quite as funny as it's been before but I still yike it a LOT.
I've gotta wrap this up now as I'm talking Diddles to the derm again this afternoon. One of the spots on his face was totally bleeding yesterday from him scratching and such. We've got to get this figured out!
So, yeah, that's that. Hope you all enjoyed your weekends, too!
