A new boy

I have recently learned something new about my son: along with growing up comes new thought processes. Let me explain. We went to WalMart the other day and Alex found a tractor toy he really wanted. We didn't get it, but for the first time, Alex did NOT forget about it. A couple days later, I mentioned it to Patrick and Alex started whining and asking for it again! I'm not used to a child who remembers things like that. This brings on a whole new way of life and thought on my part. My baby is growing up in more ways than size!

The Bike

And off he goes!!!

What little boy could resist riding a bike through a big mud puddle and splashing along the way?

Christmas Difficulties

Oh the strain of keeping secrets is so hard! For those of you who know me well, I don't keep secrets because I physically can't. I always end up giving away the secret because I get so excited to see the other person so happy (or at least pretending to be) and have a hard time trying not to lie in the process. My brother knew this and got me to tell him his presents year after year, each time getting upset that I really told him. Thirty years later and I am still telling secrets.

So what happened? UPS came to deliver some packages which ended up containing Alex's great big present (a really cool Strider Bike). Patrick was home for lunch and I didn't want him to see the gift I got him-the store would have given it away. So I stopped reading Alex his nap time story and ran to the door with the little boy right behind me. Of all the gifts we ordered, his was the only box that showed a picture of what was on the inside instead of the traditional brown. My little boy loves bikes and kept repeating, "bike! bike!" and pushed the box into our room so we could open it for him.

We caved.

I got Alex to sleep after many tears and two books, then I put his bike together. Good thing I got him other things (smaller and less exciting) for him to open on Christmas.