When we were at Randy and Cheryl's on Saturday, we adults had sat down at the table to play a game and Joey came in asking, "Where's the me-moe-noon?" WHAT?!?!?! "Where's the me-moe-noon?" I had him take me into the other room so he could hopefully further explain what he was looking for. I knew I had heard him say this before, but for the life of me I couldn't figure it out. So he points to the TV and asks, "Where is the me-moe-noon?" The REMOTE! So the next day, Nick tries to help Joey say it correctly. Nick said, "Say 're'." Joey said, "Re." Nick said, "Say 'mote'." Joey said, "Mote." Nick said, "Say 're-mote'." Joey said, "Re-me-moe-noon."
One of the gifts Joey got was another addition to his train set. This one included a remote control train! Joey was very excited about this. But there is that word again: remote. Do you think Joey calls it a re-me-moe-noon control? NO! This, he calls the Mocha Natrol!
This is the cutest Bug on his very first Christmas! He too, was very well behaved!
After opening gifts, we put on Cars, so Joey could watch while we cleaned up after the tornado that came through our living room and make a bit of lunch. Then Joey and Daddy went outside to play in the snow. This is a picture to show you how much snow we have. Now keep in mind, Joey is not on the bare sidewalk....he is still about six inches off the ground. So imagine how far the snow would come up on him if he were standing on the bare walkway and you can see how much snow we have!
This picture cracks me up! If you look closely at Joey's face, it looks like he is thinking in disbelief, "Daddy just threw me down in the snow!" They had a lot of fun, though. Nick took him out to the driveway where there is a huge pile of snow that has been plowed and piled in the corner. Joey slid down the pile as if he were inner-tubing down a mountain!For me, Nick got me a new outfit. A new pair of jeans (which I desperately needed, as I only had one pair) and a new shirt. This is what I wore today. As I was putting on the jeans, which fit very nicely, I had trouble buttoning the top button. (There are two buttons and the zipper.) Nick couldn't even button it. So I forgot it for a few minutes and went about my day. Finally, about ten minutes later, I was able to muscle the button through the hole. A few hours later, forgetting the ordeal with the button, I realize its time for me to use the restroom. As I am trying to unbutton the jeans, I remember what a hassle it was to button it, and it turned out to be just as hard to unbutton it. Again, not even Nick could get it undone. By the time I finally wrestled it free, I was doing a little dance around the room. It turns out, the button hole is a little too small. Hopefully it will stretch out a bit with use.
For dinner, we had a spiral cut ham with a spiced glaze, mashed potatoes, corn, and apple soda (sparkling cider.) The ham is already cooked, so it just needs warming in the oven and the glaze applied. I asked Nick to look at the cooking directions while I was taking care of Baby Nick. He said that it should be in the oven for 8-10 minutes per pound and it was three pounds. So I planned dinner for 6:00pm and started preparations for that time. As I got the ham out of the fridge, I again looked over the directions and then double checked the weight. Sure enough, there was a quantity of 2.98 on the sticker.....but that was the cost per pound, NOT weight. No, the ham was almost 8.5 pounds! So what I had planned on taking about half an hour in the oven, now was going to take almost an hour and a half! I took the tag over to Nick and asked, "How much does it weigh?" After looking at it more carefully, he got a goofy "oops" look on his face. What am I to do with him?
All in all, it was a very nice Christmas. I miss my family terribly and wish I could be part of their slumber party tonight, but since I can't, I will just be greatful for who I do have close. Thank you Lord, for my loving husband, my precious Bubba, and my special Bug.
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