More Christmas Program Videos

You can read my post about Owen's Christmas program below. I found a quicker way to upload the vids, but unfortunately it didn't allow me to put them into my original post... Make do, okay? :)

We Wish you a Merry Christmas!

Tonight was Owen's Preschool Christmas program. It was perhaps the most adorable thing that I've ever seen. Owen was NOT excited about this little ordeal. Before his nap today, he yelled from his bed, "I don't like programs!" Repeatedly. Over and over.



When we got there, we let him sit with us for a little while, and then once most of the kids were on the risers, I walked, (drug) him to join his class. He began to protest, but there was *talk* of going to bed with no dinner, and other idle threats... :)



I finally convinced him to join the group, and he was totally fine once he was there. Once the program began, he kind of just stood there looking dazed**. The poor child stood with his back to the audience for two whole songs. I do not however, think that he stood out one bit! The two children on either side of him were... Exuberant- to say the least ;)



Owen certainly had quite the turnout for his debut. Jodi, Brett, Sara, Todd, Grandma, and Grandpa all showed up for his performance (or lack thereof). He had a nice little cheering section!











**A side note that I should probably explain to those who weren't there to witness it, is that Owen was indeed drugged before the start of his program. Yesterday, he had a pretty bad allergic reaction to something (We're thinking red food dye) and so we've been having to give him Benadryl to keep his hives to minimum.


So without further ado, here are some clips (Okay, one clip for the moment... I'll post some more later!) from Owen's first Christmas program!

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Happy Turkey Breakfast!

This morning Owen had a Thanksgiving breakfast at preschool. It was pretty cute, but Owen's attitude was not. I thought, "Hey, I don't need to feed him breakfast before school today. He's having breakfast at school!"

Man, I couldn't have been more wrong. That boy cried, and he wailed, and he sobbed that he was hungry. It was as if the child hadn't eaten in days! I was so embarassed. Finally he got to eat and his 'tude improved... marginally.

He still wasn't in the mood for coloring, and he definitely wasn't in the mood for listening to his mom!! It was a rocky morning.

Needless to say, we've had better days.

Belated Halloween Party Photos

On the day of Owen's Halloween party at school, I rushed out the door and left my camera at home! I was suuuuuper bummed because the kiddos were all so cute. The good news is that one of the other moms took a ton of photos to share with everyone. So I have a few adorable photos to share now! (Be sure to look for "Annie". She's Owen's *favorite* girl!)

Owen's Preschool Class at St. Susanna

Halloween 2009

Owen went as a monkey. He couldn't be a carrot without peas!

One of the special activities that the teachers had planned was "Mr. Spider's House" The kids all took turns going up to the house and ringing the *real* doorbell. Then Mr. Spider opened the door and gave each child a treat. It was super cute, and the kids all really enjoyed it!

Chickens lay WHAT?

My eldest child is certainly been good inspiration lately. He's cracking us up!

Last night a few hours after putting Owen to bed, he woke up crying. Scratch that. He was sobbing. I ran in there and tried to console him. He had his pajamas unzipped and was trying to get them off. He also continued to sob so hard that I couldn't even calm him down enough to understand what had upset him so badly. I finally had to take him out of the room because he had woken Eli, and now Eli was sobbing too.

Once I got him out of the room and gave him some time to calm down, I was able to ask him what was wrong. Turns out he had a nightmare. I asked him what it was about and he finally, in choppy little gasps, told me that he dreamed that he got soap on his pajamas.

Yes, that's right- SOAP ON HIS PAJAMAS!

I would have loved to have been able to see into his mind to figure out what made soap on the pajamas so scary...


THEN- this morning. I fed Owen and Taryn breakfast and I decided that while they were eating I would go take care of the neighbor's dog, and let the chickens out of the barn. My neighbor had called me last night and told me that she had bananas on her counter and that she wanted me to take them home so that they didn't go bad before she returned. So I took care of the dog, went in to retrieve the bananas, went to let the chickens out and returned to the house.
Owen and Taryn were watching by the door, and saw me come out of the barn. They were SO excited when I got back up to the house, and Owen was shrieking, "My chickens layed bananas! My chickens layed bananas!"

I was laughing so hard I couldn't hardly breathe!

Seriously, Oh Owen!

Last night, Matthew and I were scouring the house looking for our camera. It had been missing all evening and we couldn't find it anywhere. I remembered that I had it out on the back porch over the weekend so that I could show my neighbor some pictures- and then I began to worry that it was still out there.

I went outside and looked all around, but I didn't see it. I finally decided to check with Owen and see if he knew anything about it. We had just put him to bed, but he was still awake. I opened his door and said, "Owen, have you seen Mommy and Daddy's camera?"
"Yes." He replies.
"Where did you see it?" I ask
"ummmm, I don't remember." He tells me
"Owen, did you have it outside?" I ask
"Yes! I did have it outside!" He replies enthusiastically.
"Did you have it outside when Jodi was here?" I prod, trying to remember a time when he might have snagged it.
"No, it was before that." He answers "Maybe we can look for it later."
"No Owen. Mommy and Dadd need to know where it is now." I tell him.
"We'll talk later Mommy." He tells me and then rolls over in his bed.

I had to walk away. Matthew and I were both about to die laughing and we clearly couldn't let him see that. It was totally an unacceptable response, but yet so funny. That kid is SUCH a stinker.

The good news is that I found the camera later that night. It was in my purse all along! So he never had it outside, and he knew that he'd never had it outside. He did want the upper hand though!