Twas the Night Before Christmas, when all through the house, not a creature was stirring... Wait a minute, this is my family, of course people are stirring, it's 5:30 in the morning right? We hear the myth that there are kids out there that sleep from 7 to 7, must be nice. We have Chase who's bladder is too small so 5:30 is his wake up call which then leads him to our room to see what is going on. He then pronounces quite loudly that it is time to get dressed, which in turn wakes up Miles who is the lightest sleeper I have ever seen. Seriously, a pin drops into carpet and the kid immediately pops up to make sure he is not missing anything. Needless to say, this post comes on little sleep.
Slight Interlude:
You know what else is pretty lame about this blog. I just noticed that 4 posts ago, I used the same exact title. I'm really creative. I am now changing this title to add 2012 to the end. Just to make it slightly unique. You may continue.
One and a half Christmas' in the book and the boys have made out pretty well. We will have 4 different types of train sets set up around the house after this Christmas. We can now put one in every room to ensure their is always a train nearby. Recently we discovered Chase's new favorite place in the world in Choo Choo Bob's. Choo Choo Bob's is a train store that very cleverly put 6 kid train tables in the back of the store to get people to come in. Even though we have train sets at home, Chase would go here every day to play with train sets that 500 snotty, germ filled kids have touched.
Santa was a fail again this year, although we thought we were so close. Chase was excited, ready to tell him that he wanted two things, a train table and sunglasses. So we are in line, still excited, we are next to go in, still excited, we turn the corner, still excited, we see Santa.... and immediately bee line out of the room trying to escape. This kid does not like Santa, which he will tell you if you ask him. Except he still wants him to bring presents of course. We wrote a letter instead.
We had the first of what I assume are thousands of kids events over the next 18 years, Chase's preschool concert. Chase was in the front row "singing" at the top of his lungs. The best line was when he sang "one small voice" as the loudest kid in the building. Doesn't quite understand the words he was singing. We showed this video over Christmas and all the comments are, wow he can stand still and listen to people, he can be quiet. Yup, as long as he is not around his parents he seems to behave quite admirably. I guess that means we are doing something right, just not when he is around us.
Miles is taking after his Great Grandpa Nichols and has decided to point at what he wants instead of learning his words like any normal 15 month old should. This usually involves me carrying him around for 30 minutes as he points at the door to look outside, the wall of pictures so he can show me who everyone is, the fridge to get milk, the pantry for his cheerios. I'm his personal butler who gets the privelige of lugging a 25 pound kid wherever he wants to go. The crawling and walking with help has also begun, which has led to some good arguments already. Chase likes the hip check method of dealing with his brother to shove him out of the way.
Back home today to prep for Christmas, pretty sure we haven't wrapped any gifts yet, so we will be up until midnight doing that, and then up at 5:30 to open them I'm sure.
