We had a wonderful holiday this year. Darryl's brother Curtis stayed with us for Christmas Eve and Christmas Morning. Christmas Eve we had a pajama party with our neighbors and watched the classic Rudolph cartoons. The kids loved it.
We woke up Christmas morning and "Santa" had come and set up Teagan's presents and left him a full stocking. He ran out, saw his stash and said "Thank you Mom and Daddy!" He's not even 3 and he already doesn't believe in Santa?! We quickly informed him that the presents were from Santa and he said, "No. They're not." Anyway, "Santa" brought him an exercise trampoline to give him something do burn off his energy indoors during the winter. He LOVES it!
We had a wonderful breakfast of waffles with berries and whipped cream and then hurried off to my parents house. We were able to talk to my brother, Garrett who is on a mission in Louisville, Kentucky right now. It was great getting to hear his voice and it made us all miss him that much more. We had a nice time at my parent's house.
Later that evening, we spent more time with Curtis. Teagan just cannot get enough of his Uncle! I felt a little bad for Curtis. Teagan wanted him to chase him, wrestle, throw him in the air, etc. Teagan was having the time of his life and Curtis was laughing nonstop at Teagan's persistance. He was a good sport and made Teagan's Christmas as fun as it possibly could be.
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Sunday, November 21, 2010
So Grown Up!
My friend Whitney did a photo session of just Teagan back in September. He is getting to the age where those Pearson gene's kick in full force and he HATES getting his pictures taken. Well, his picture-happy mother forced him to cooperate, and though he was displeased he eventually realized resistance was futile. I did bribe him with a ring pop once we were finished so I he did have some motivation to cooperate. Whitney does an excellent job, so it actually wasn't as bad as I am making it sound. But she did have to go to some crazy measures to get him to smile. But thankfully, she is good at being silly :) Here are some of my favorites.
This (above) is his thinking face. He taps his finger on his chin and says "Hmm. Now let's see."
This one was after we were finished and he got his ring pop. Check out how satisfied he looks to have his Mickey, some candy, and to be finished!
This is his "I'm forcing myself to humor my mother, and it's NOT easy" face. Right it down or you will forget
The parenting tip I hear the most often is that I should write down all the funny things Teagan says before I forget them. At the time I think I won't forget them and I do. So before I forget these, here are some things that my child said recently that amused me.
My visiting teachers came over and Teagan was ready for them to leave. He stood up on a chair and announced: "Ladies and Gentlemen: This show is OVER!" Thankfully, my visiting teachers thought that was pretty funny.
Teagan was shopping with my mom and he asked if he could pick out a doughnut for Buzz. (My dad.) She told him he could and he chose a doughnut for his Grandpa. Then once it was in the paper sack, he asked if he could pick out a doughnut for himself. She agreed and he said, "OK. But I don't want a damaged one."
He got something in his eye once and it really bothered him. I am sure it was just a piece of lint or something. He starts screaming "There's a bug in my eye!" I looked in his eye, and didn't see anything, but I did seem rather concerned as anyone would at the thought of a bug being in your child's eye. Apparently I gave him too much attention over the matter. He now tells me there is a bug in his eye anytime I tell him to do something he doesn't want to do. (Like bedtime, potty time, clean-up time, etc.)
He has been on such a pirate kick lately. He is a bad pirate almost everyday. He calls me captain (so fitting) and sings pirate songs. His favorite is a really annoying song he learned from Backyardagains. It's to the tune of "What do you do with a drunken sailor" only they sing, "What do you do with a scurvy pirate?" Well, I heard him mumbling words together to the tune of the drunken sailor song so i figured he must know the song and I started singing it with him. Little did I know, I just taught my son the song "What do you do with a drunken sailor." He instantly caught on and sings it almost every day. The best part is, Darryl had to sing that song in choir in 7th grade and he knows the second verse and sang it to Teagan. Now my precious little toddler goes around singing: (I'm going to Teaganize it for you so you get the idea of how he pronounces the words)
What do ya do with a runtin sailor?
What do ya do with a runtin sailor?
What do ya do with a runtin sailor early-lie in the morning?
Put 'em in the longboat til he's sober
Put 'em in the longboat til he's sober
Put 'em in the longboat til he's sober early-lie in the morning.
(He pronounces early then lie. It's pretty funny.)
Today he was singing "Twinkle twinkle little star. How I wonder what you are. Up above the world so high, like a spider in his hat and called it macaroni."
Teagan looked at our wedding album and said, "Mama, are you a princess?" I told him yes and not to forget it.
Teagan asked to go to tranyafornia. When I asked him what was in tranyafornia, he said "My Reita." Darryl's parents (Curt and Reita) live in California. Despite us encouraging him to call her Grandma, he mostly calls her "my Reita." And Lance can attest to the fact that he is not too keen on sharing "his" Reita.
While riding in the car with my parents and Darryl and me, Teagan said, "If you want to come to my pirate party say ARGH!"
We put up our Christmas tree and Teagan was so thrilled. He was jumping up and down saying, "It's my Merry Christmas Tree! I'm so happy! I love you so much!" Then he would hug Darryl and me. It was adorable seeing him act so grateful to us for putting up the tree. It was also fun to see his enthusiasm for Christmas.
He asked a surprisingly intelligent question about a bodily function (really no point in grossing anyone out here) and after answering the question I commented to Darryl "He's quite a thinker." And Teagan said, "Hey, I'm not a stinker. Only my poop is stinky."
I will be adding to this post periodically so if you are interested in what he's saying, check back.
My visiting teachers came over and Teagan was ready for them to leave. He stood up on a chair and announced: "Ladies and Gentlemen: This show is OVER!" Thankfully, my visiting teachers thought that was pretty funny.
Teagan was shopping with my mom and he asked if he could pick out a doughnut for Buzz. (My dad.) She told him he could and he chose a doughnut for his Grandpa. Then once it was in the paper sack, he asked if he could pick out a doughnut for himself. She agreed and he said, "OK. But I don't want a damaged one."
He got something in his eye once and it really bothered him. I am sure it was just a piece of lint or something. He starts screaming "There's a bug in my eye!" I looked in his eye, and didn't see anything, but I did seem rather concerned as anyone would at the thought of a bug being in your child's eye. Apparently I gave him too much attention over the matter. He now tells me there is a bug in his eye anytime I tell him to do something he doesn't want to do. (Like bedtime, potty time, clean-up time, etc.)
He has been on such a pirate kick lately. He is a bad pirate almost everyday. He calls me captain (so fitting) and sings pirate songs. His favorite is a really annoying song he learned from Backyardagains. It's to the tune of "What do you do with a drunken sailor" only they sing, "What do you do with a scurvy pirate?" Well, I heard him mumbling words together to the tune of the drunken sailor song so i figured he must know the song and I started singing it with him. Little did I know, I just taught my son the song "What do you do with a drunken sailor." He instantly caught on and sings it almost every day. The best part is, Darryl had to sing that song in choir in 7th grade and he knows the second verse and sang it to Teagan. Now my precious little toddler goes around singing: (I'm going to Teaganize it for you so you get the idea of how he pronounces the words)
What do ya do with a runtin sailor?
What do ya do with a runtin sailor?
What do ya do with a runtin sailor early-lie in the morning?
Put 'em in the longboat til he's sober
Put 'em in the longboat til he's sober
Put 'em in the longboat til he's sober early-lie in the morning.
(He pronounces early then lie. It's pretty funny.)
Today he was singing "Twinkle twinkle little star. How I wonder what you are. Up above the world so high, like a spider in his hat and called it macaroni."
Teagan looked at our wedding album and said, "Mama, are you a princess?" I told him yes and not to forget it.
Teagan asked to go to tranyafornia. When I asked him what was in tranyafornia, he said "My Reita." Darryl's parents (Curt and Reita) live in California. Despite us encouraging him to call her Grandma, he mostly calls her "my Reita." And Lance can attest to the fact that he is not too keen on sharing "his" Reita.
While riding in the car with my parents and Darryl and me, Teagan said, "If you want to come to my pirate party say ARGH!"
We put up our Christmas tree and Teagan was so thrilled. He was jumping up and down saying, "It's my Merry Christmas Tree! I'm so happy! I love you so much!" Then he would hug Darryl and me. It was adorable seeing him act so grateful to us for putting up the tree. It was also fun to see his enthusiasm for Christmas.
He asked a surprisingly intelligent question about a bodily function (really no point in grossing anyone out here) and after answering the question I commented to Darryl "He's quite a thinker." And Teagan said, "Hey, I'm not a stinker. Only my poop is stinky."
I will be adding to this post periodically so if you are interested in what he's saying, check back.
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Halloween
We had unusually warm weather this fall and even in late October the weather was warm and wonderful. We went to Wheeler Farm to pick pumkins with our neighbors and had a great time.
Brain Jello
My favorite Teagan quote was when he was upset with my on Halloween (naptime) and said "Stop being a witch Mama!" I laughed pretty hard.
This year for Halloween we threw a kid's party with our neighbors. It was a lot of work, but a lot of fun. We had our usual mummy hotdogs and withches brew (homemade rootbeer) and this time we made some really cute owl cookies and a jello brain.
We played some games and had some food and then for the best part. We had a pinata. As if the kids weren't going to get enough candy trick-or-treating we filled an entire pinata with it and let them have at it.
The party was a huge success and later that evening we took Teagan to the trunk or treat that my parent's ward put on. It ended up being horrible weather on Halloween so the trunk or treat was nice. He got TONS of candy and had a great time. Here are the hightlights in photos:
Witches Brew
Brain JelloTeagan and Isaiah at Wheeler Farm
Isaiah and Teagan in the "corn" maze (which was mosty made of haystacks)
Jeannine and Chase in the maze at Wheeler Farm
Picking pumpkins at Wheeler Farm
"Do I have to put my lollipop down to hit this thing?"
Isaiah posing before taking his turn
Chase the adorable Lion enjoying his lollipop
Savannah taking a shot at the witch pinata
Best Costume goes to the Doney Family. Little Red Riding Hood, her "Granny" and the Wolf.
Nikki and Ryleigh looking adorable as always
Monday, October 25, 2010
At the Zoo
Marissa and I decided to take Peach (Cameron) and Teagan to Hogle Zoo. We had a great time. The kids loved seeing the animals and Teagan especially loved the train and carousel. It was so fun watching Cameron's excitement over the animals. We had a great time and made it home by nap time. Even better. Didn't get any animal pictures oddly enough, but here's what I managed to photograph:
He looks so grown up in this picture! 
Riding the train
Peach can't be bothered with measuring!
Teagan doesn't mind though
Classic Hogle Zoo Photo
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