42 Months - December 2010

Well I finally got a new camera in the same month that we had your Aunt Lisa take our family pictures, so this letter is going to be more picture heavy than words, at least I hope.

Earlier this month your dad brough Smokey Bear to preschool. He brought him on Thursday to the 4 and 5-year-old class, but you wanted nothing to do with him. That night your dad went over with you how Smokey was his friend from work and was sad you didn't want to sit on his lap. You didn't really seem to care and told your dad you didn't think Smokey should come to class on Friday. Well, you finally changed your tune right before Smokey left, but as you can tell from teh picture, you still don't look that convinced. You had pretty much the same look on your face when we went to the bank with the preschool today and saw Santa.

Your dad has been building you two toyboxes as part of your Christmas presents from us, and you have really enjoyed hanging out in the garage with him. We must have had some music on this day because you grabbed Tess and decided to dance...

You are such a funny kid, and I am so SO excited for Christmas with you this year. You may think Christmas is fun when you are a kid, but I am pretty much convinced it is WAAY better to play Santa. I found a place online where you can personalize a video that "Santa" sends to you where he talks about how good you've been this year and what you want for Christmas. As soon as it came on and he said your name you about fell out of the chair. It was pretty fun to watch. We may not spend a lot on you guys at Christmas, but I still think I was able to get quite a bit for my money, and I am so excited to see you come out on Christmas morning and see what is under the tree.

Another funny story this month had both me and your dad scared. One night you had this weird looking knot of hair on the top of your head and you told your dad it hurt. When he asked me about it I told him you had hit your head earlier that day but I hadn't seen any blood. When I got you in the bath I thought I'd try to wash any blood away and get the hair untangled but there was no blood...

We ended up getting the knot out and didn't think much else of it until the next night both you AND Tess had these knots and more than one on each of your heads. They had just appeared out of nowhere too! We were pretty much convinced you both had some kind of weird parasite or something, and I was totally grossed out until we dug a little further into your story about how they got there. You said something daddy's bathroom was what had caused them. Right then I remembered I had moved his goatee trimmer and a nose hair trimmer out of my bathroom and into his earlier in the week. Sure enough you had gotten a hold of the nosehair trimmer and for some reason stuck it in your hair, and then Tessa's. Poor Tess! The knots in your hair came out pretty good but you buzzed her with that nosehair trimmer pretty good and she had a few chunks of hair come out in the bath that night.

And last but not least a few of the family pics for 2010. I usually try to get them done in the fall but it didn't happen this year. Luckily the weather was still pretty nice and we were able to get a few. Unluckily, you are only looking at the camera in like 2 of the ones with the whole family, and even worse, I look terrible in those 2!

Tessa in the well bucket... don't get any ideas buddy...

My favorite. You were so over pictures by this point, but you were still a good sport and gave your momma a kiss!

Maybe this is my favorite. My two boys are sure dang handsome!

Logan's Letter

First post as a private blog and its basically to say you made the cut and Logan's letter is going to be late. I've had one hell of a day and I need to get some work done before the end of my pay period tomorrow, but hey, thanks for reading!

Maybe it'll be up tomorrow or Thursday...

Going private.

Since there are two kinds of people reading this blog I've decided it's time to go private. Either you such a big fan of our family you torture yourself by reading my long, boring letters to the kids twice a month or you are a creeper who is looking for info on how to come find where we live. If you are a hardcore Veater family fan leave me a comment, email, or facebook message and I'll make sure you make the cut.

As always, if you are a blog stalker and want in don't hesitate to ask. Chances are if your blog is private I'm dying to read it but haven't dared ask you for an invite, so feel free to be the bigger person here and ask me for one...

I plan to go private by the time I post Logan's letters on the 15th.

18 Months - December 2010

Well month 17 has come and gone and so far you haven't turned into a monster yet, but maybe that will happen tomorrow. You really do have such a fun personality that sometimes it is hard to see how you will ever turn into an independent toddler because for the most part you are generally just as good as can be, but other times it isn't so hard to see. When people comment on how sweet you seem to be I usually reply, "When she's sweet she's the sweetest, but when she's mean she's MEAN! I guess I need to quit worrying about when the transition from generally happy to generally grumpy will happen and just enjoy the stage you're in.

While we were still in the process of moving you decided to put this on your head and walk around running into things for a while. You'd hit a wall and take it off your head so you could see us laugh at you.

You're still learning even if it doesn't seem quite as noticeable as it was at first. You call all horses "Chatzy" after my horse that is at grandma and grandpa H's house. You say "mmmmm" for "moo" any time you see a cow. The two words you probably say the best are cookie and puppy. You LOVE dogs, until you get close to them. (Once we were at grandma and grandpa Veater's house and I was taking you out to see Toby. You were walking along until they started to bark and the sudden noise literally knocked you over into the side of the house. I hope I never forget the look on your face.) You can count a little bit too thanks to the preschool. The other day we had the kids count to two because it was the 2nd of November. After all the kids stopped you went on and said something that sounded like three. Ms. Teresa and I just looked at each other, then down at you and laughed. Keep picking up on that stuff kid! I also love it when you try to talk with your "duck bill" lips all pushed out. I'll have to try to get a picture this month.

Speaking of talking, Logan can get you to say pretty much anything. In fact, Logan can get you to DO pretty much anything. There is definitely a huge case of Monkey See-Monkey Do at our house right now. Just the other day when we were out getting our Christmas tree your dad and I mentioned something about that and right then Logan took a drink of his drink and coughed, so you took a drink of yours and coughed. It was perfect timing. If I'm telling Logan to clean something up or he's telling me he doesn't want to you usually run right over, pick a side, and start pointing fingers and telling whoever is "wrong" off.

You are still a really good sleeper. Most nap times and nights all I have to do is get you your milk, your binky, and your blankie and put you in your crib. It's AWESOME. I know I'm going to have to deal with the blankie and the binky eventually, but for right now I'm enjoying the fact that you are so easy to please. For your naps you have started letting me know when you are ready too either by me asking you and you nodding your head or shaking it, or by just disappearing somewhere and me finding you conked out on the floor.



Once this month we left Logan at preschool so we could run home and get some lunch and then meet him at the park with Ms. Teresa. We had a few extra minutes so I got on the computer to check my email. It had been a few minutes and I hadn't heard from you so I got worried. Normally if you are in the house I hear you jabbering away but you weren't talking. I couldn't find you anywhere and you weren't answering so I started panicking thing somehow someone had come in the LOCKED front door and scooped you up. Then I heard a noise coming from Logan's room. When I got there I still couldn't find you until I looked in the closet. I guess you decided it looked like good enough spot for a nap since you couldn't crawl in your crib on your own. Talk about a heart attack!



I'm so excited for Christmas this year but holy crap kid, I can NOT think of anything to buy you. I'm already down to the stocking stuffers on Logan's Christmas budget but I've barely spent a third of your money. If you don't start telling me what you want, I'm not spending any more of it either! I can't wait to see how much fun it will be with you two this year.

So I guess for now I'll still keep you and try to not waste time dreading your terrible two's. I think maybe I dread it more with you because a) I know what I could be in for and B) you've been such a pleasant kid so far. No matter when the "terribleness" hits I know it is just a part of you growing up and learning to be independent, so it can't be all bad. I just hope you'll keep some of your super silly personality and be nice to "Gogi" (Logan).


Love you sis,
Mom


(I guess I need to stop calling you sis and sissy so much. I was never going to call you Tessy or Sissy but somewhere along the line I got in the habit of Sissy. The other day someone was quizzing you on the people in the room and when they asked you who you were you said Sissy - oops!)