I Love My "Moffa"

This may be one of the craziest posts ever, but I had to get it recorded to show Cameron when he is grown. Cameron loves bugs. Like really loves them. On Sunday he found a Moth in his room and ran out need something to catch it in. Once we got him a Tupperware, the moth had flown away, or he should have. After all day of listening to Cameron cry for the moth, he was no where to be found. On Monday Cameron comes running out of his room yelling, "I found my moffa, I found my moffa!" So Cameron took the moth hostage and played with him all day. Ok this is where I should have stepped in but I couldn't do it! The moth had died sometime Monday and so Cameron was playing with it, taking it out, wanting a snack for it... yeah. So, Monday night after Cameron and "Moffa" are fast asleep Van crept in there and stole moffa. What a sweet daddy- he wan outside & captured another moth!

We put the New moffa back on Cameron's pillow and cracked up. Kids amaze me. Funny thing is on Tuesday the new moffa got away and he was fine. HA!

What A Blessing!

I have to say that this was adorable. Cameron always asks to say the blessing, but normally he gets shy and half way through needs help. Tonight it was just Cameron and I for dinner. (Thanks to those ice days, Van had to make up work.) Cameron asked if he could say the blessing. I, of course, said yes. We closed our eyes and he began. It was so amazing, I had to bribe him with ice cream to do it again for my camera! Here it is!

I love Crosstown Preschool!

Rock... a bye baby?

My son has all of a sudden become a Rock N' Roll crazy kid. I went to the Children's Place this weekend and he had quite an input on what items we purchased. WHAT? Luckily, I can persuade him to be happy and do it my way. I told Cameron to smile for the picture this morning and he said, "Rock and Roll BABY!"

This is the picture I snapped.

And Again.

Finally!

The New Sheriff in Town

Cameron, bless his little creative heart, has decided the millions of "costumes" he has are no longer going to work. Now he is into "creating" his own costume. This is one of my favorites!

Just FYI- He was NOT wearing this red polo and shorts, no he picked that out because he said it was "Sheriff-y!"

Now, here are my favorite "Out Takes." If you have kids, you totally understand, to take 2 good pictures, you end up with 15!

Good Morning!

Well, welcome to Blogger! I swore I would never do this because I doubt anyone cares about my day-to-day life... other than my mother. However, I have followed the crowd and decided to move on from Facebook to Blogger. Let's see how it goes! To start off, my son cracks me up. I fear he will be the child who makes the class lugh when the teacher has her back turned. Bless my little boy, even though I am kinda hard on him, I can barely discipline him without laughing sometimes. (And by the way, NO ONE told me how... tough this whole "being 3" thing was. Who ever said "Terrible Two's" had no clue. They obviously had not made it to 3 yet!) Which brings me to my first blog post.

My dear son has recently decided not to say "Good Morning" anymore when he wakes up. I tried to get up before him, but if I do that... he is up at 6:00 a.m. with me and that just makes for a very long day. So, the first thing out of my child's mouth is, "I want to be Iron Man!" Or some other hero-type. So this is my day:

6:00 a.m.- Iron Man

8:00 a.m.- Batman

10:00 a.m.- Spiderman... and I MUST not forget the rainboots. They do complete the look.

Then lunch and a sleepy Dino nap.

Then after this, he usually goes back to each outfit and starts all over. This is his daily routine and it had just about driven me crazy. This does not include the "Hero/Cartoon" jammies. We have Superman (with the cape, a must!) Buzz LIghtyear, Woody, Batman and about 10 others. I am not going to go mad changing costumes, for this is a phase and it too shall pass. Right???!!??