Santa Already Knows

We thought we would take the boys to TrU and let them show us things they would like for Christmas. Ian had already told us he wanted a guitar, but after getting to play the piano last night at a Christmas party with Lonnie's co-workers, I thought I had him sold on piano lessons instead. But he spots a BIG set of drums that he wants. But I told him that we didn't have a place for them. Ian's response was something to the effect of 'Doesn't matter. I already told Santa.'

Elliot Update

Still no underwear, but at least will wear PJ bottoms under his pants.

Went for an annual checkup and he was 45 lbs (95th) and 41.5 inches (75th). The doc figures he will be 6ft tall.

Still Commando

We are now on our 10th or so day of potty training. You are a champ at peeing on the potty. Still won't poop on the potty and still are completely commando. Not even Wonder Pets underwear can persuade you.

I guess there can be too much of a Good Thing

M: Elliot, I made you a cupcake so we can sing to you after dinner.
E: I've had enough of cupcakes. I'm done (swinging his hand across his belly)

This comes after lots of cake on Sunday for his party and cupcakes today for his friends at school.

What You Say

Elliot: Mommy?
M: Yes?
E: I want to be with you forever. I want to see you forever.