All he wants for Christmas...

is his two front teeth. Every time that Christmas tune comes on we get excited this year... I tell Benny that's his song... and he owns it.

This is what they really want:

Benny...

Sergeant Stink... (He made the dot, dot, dots at the end!) I would really like to think that he gets that from me, but he is just using it properly. I made my materialistic boy who likes "stuff" slim down his 2 page list. So I guess the dot-dots represent the other pages.

 

 

Meet Wayne Peppermint...

He is our elf on the shelf that arrived right before Thanksgiving. He wrote this:

Wayne Peppermint came to us last year from the Hallmark Store or really as the story goes from The North Pole as Santa's helper. He watches over the boys and if they are nice, flies to Santa every night and reports the behavior and what is on the Christmas wish lists. When he returns in the night he flies to a different place in the house. The boys wake up (very early) every morning to see where Wayne is. If he is in the same spot as the prior day, Wayne saw some naughty behavior and didn't report to Santa (or mom forgot to move him). He has found some creative spots this year... and he loves candy canes. The boys are allowed and encouraged to tell him anything they want, but one main rule is... he cannot be touched. He is ours to play with until Christmas Eve, where he goes back to The North Pole and that is where he stays... until next Thanksgiving.

Scarlet & The Studies

My Sergeant's big eye's were sunken in, he was hot and he was thirsty. He had output from a few uncomfortable areas making him look and weigh his bare minimum. I thought if a breeze came by he might drift away with it. So I held him close and swaddled him while we enjoyed some Christmas movies together in Mom's bed. I fed him homemade turkey noodle soup when the time was right and until then created some Gatorade popsicles and dipped him in a few oatmeal baths. This flu seemed pretty bad until I saw all of his make-up work that had to be finished from school. I think that was worse. As soon as my love was hydrated it was time to tackle this. I wasn't excited but gave him words of encouragement when I needed some myself. I felt like a teacher and a new mother not having any time for herself again. We did it though, with short breaks in between... and some help from Letty. That's our 8 pounds of love and joy, Scarlet.

Stink, in an obvious needed break got off the chair wearing nothing but his underwear, put Scarlet in his backpack and walked around the house like he was going to take her to school. Besides it being too cute she loved it. Then he propped her right up on the table where he wished she could just finish the rest of his tasks. I was about done with metaphors and similes at this point too.

Letty fits right in to our home. Her hair is confused and her nails get really long. Aside from that she is potty trained now and learning commands. She knows my tones and respects them. She can handle 12 hour shifts. Letty has tender eyes that reflect her intelligence and alter with her ears as she figures out her new world. She's spontaneous and full of life. She runs and jumps super fast. She looks for the moment when I sit so she can snuggle. She buries her head on my chest and I have a spot on hers where I kiss. She loves popcorn. She loves car rides. When I tell her we are going to get the babies she spins and up goes the ears. Letty loves Benny's smell and licks him like crazy. She chases the Sergeant and lays to watch sports with him... And now, helps him feel better when he really needs it. We love you girl.