It's snowing INDOORS!!!

Last Saturday I had some of my high school girlfriends over for a Minute to Win it party.  One of the challenges is to empty a kleenex box with one hand behind your back and only taking out one tissue at a time.  

About a minutes later there were six boxes worth of kleenex's all over our table and floor.  So we stuffed them into a garbage bag and moved on to the next game.  (Sorry.  I didn't take any pictures, we were having way to much fun)

The next day (Sunday) Wade, Wells and I were all just sitting around sort of bored and I decided to let the kleenex's out of the bag.  We had so much fun and we played for a good 45 minutes.  

You can tell by this next picture just how messy it was.

We then decided to bury Cinco and Wade.

We were pretty tired after all this fun.  And hey the tissues make a nice pillow!

I caught you...

Before you watch this video I want you to notice Wells face when I open the door, also notice that where he is it's pitch dark.  I also need to apologize for the fact that you are going to see my messy closet, my full laundry hamper and messy bedroom.  

Enjoy...

I just traumatized my child!!!

Washing Wells blanket is no easy feat.  I usually have to put it in the wash right before we leave the house so he wont notice it's gone.  Well today I decided he needed to see what happens to the beloved blanket (plus we had no where to go).  So while he watched curiously I put it in the hamper and told him we need to wash it.  He looked very concerned and followed close on my heels as I walked it to the laundry room.  As I turned on the washer and put in the soap he started saying, "BB?  BB?"  (that means blanket).  I decided he should watch/help me put it in the washer, so I sat him on the dryer and handed him a shirt to throw in.  As I put the beloved blanket in the washer... he looked shocked and then his little eyes started to well up, his little chin started the quiver and at that moment I knew it was as traumatic as loosing your first pet, watching your favorite ring being flushed down the toilet, or being dumped by your first love.  Anyway he started wailing and mourning instantly for his "BB".  As soon as I set him down he ran back to his room and grabbed his pacifier and bolted back to the laundry room.  He knows that whenever we give him his pacifier his blanket usually follows close behind.  So with his pacifier in mouth the blanket SHOULD magically come out right?  He was very disappointed when it didn't and he promptly threw a little tantrum. So I know you are asking yourself what I did to solve this problem of completely traumatizing my child right?  Well I just fed him lunch and put on a little Sesame Street (or as Wells called it... Elmo) and it's all good.

Nap Time?

With it being the day after Christmas we've had a busy morning playing and setting up new toys.  I got a little distracted and didn't notice that it was Wells nap time.  I did however notice that it suddenly went quiet (which usually is not a good sign).  This is where I found Wells.

Everyday for nap time we sit in his rocking chair, and I give him his pacifier and blanket and we read a book together.  I guess this is his way of telling me he is ready for his nap.  

A Snowman Family

A few days ago Wade and Wells made our snowman family.  I just stood there and watched them play together.  It was so cute to see Wade try and teach Wells how to roll the snow, and place them on top of each other to make a snowman.  The only parts I contributed to was Cinco's head and two parts on the front of my snowWOMAN...

If you can't tell I cropped this picture to have all of us in it.  Also... you might be wondering where Cinco is considering he is part of our family.  Well if you look over my right shoulder in the window you will see him posing for the picture.

Santa

Tonight was the annual Hooton/Santa party.

Every year Santa comes to visit the children of the Hooton clan.  We just happen to know Santa on a personal level (it's not a money thing at all).  So while we where eating dinner Santa came in our front door with a  loud "Ho Ho Ho"!!!.  After our heart rates calmed down and the blood came back into our faces, we all sat around to watch the magic in the kids eyes. (Please take note of my awesome "ugly Christmas sweater" my mother donated to me) 

We sang Christmas songs... (notice Wells in the next picture. I think he was terribly confused with some strange looking man entering his house.)

All the kids got to sit on Santa's lap, and Santa knew if each child was naughty or nice.  He also knew what each kid needed to work on at home.

 Mason

 Taryn

 Asa

 Sloane

Eli

Wells

Wells was less than happy about sitting that close to Santa.

As Santa was leaving he thanked each one of us for leaving out cookies for him last year and asked for them again this year.  Then he told us to look out the window after he leaves for his helicopter in the sky. We would know it was him because we would see a red blinking light.  (He said he didn't bring his reindeer because they were getting ready for Christmas).  So we turned off all the lights and looked out the window and sure enough we saw a red blinking light in the sky :)

Yet another activity

So, basically... I'm not feeling very well today.  I woke up with a nasty cold, and even nastier breath from breathing through my mouth all night.  I don't want to leave the house because it means I have to exert myself to getting ready and I don't like talking much because instead of saying, "Wells, look at mommy"  I say, "Wells, look at Bobby", and instead of, "I mean it" it's "I bean it".  I've basically been a lump of nothing all day.  Thankfully my body decided to get sick on a Saturday so Wade could help with Wells.  (Thanks Wade)

Even though Wade watched Wells all morning so I could sleep, he had some studying to do.  So this afternoon I decided to try another simple toddler activity so I wouldn't have to talk, entertain, or play trucks with Wells.  I could just get it ready for him and sit back and watch him learn and play.

Here are a few pics I took.  All you need is a splash pad (or towels), a bowl, water, a spoon, and some cups for pure toddler entertainment.

I love his little toes in the pic above. 

Pretending he's Cinco lapping up the water