What Makes You Happy?

Hunter's teacher shared with me that in preschool on Friday the students talked about what made them happy, and Hunter said, when my little brother doesn't take my toys and bother me.  When I asked Hunter about it, he said,

"No, I didn't say that makes me happy.  I said, it makes me sad when my brother Xavier takes my toys and bothers me.  It makes me happy when I go to Captain Sundae and have my favorite Sundae, strawberry."

I am glad Hunter's happy thoughts are about ice cream, but I think I am going to start reading up on sibling rivalry.  Let me know if there are any books on the subject you recommend.

Beach Days

I was encouraged to learn that Aunt Candy checks my blog every night before bed, so I am going to try to be better about posting more pictures and stories about our daily adventures.  I know many of you are buried under snow and experiencing freezing temperatures.  Here in California, after 2 straight weeks of rain at Christmas, we are having a beautiful and warm January.  One late afternoon we drove up to Point Dume in Malibu to make a sand castle and watch the sunset.  We never actually made the sand castle.  Xavier was content sitting on my lap watching the ocean, while Hunter manage to get soaking wet, from head to toe, running in and out of the waves as they hit the shore.

Christmas Pictures

Here is the link to my Kodak Gallery album of Christmas Pictures.  Better late than never...

When I Grow Up

Tonight, when I was reading stories with Hunter, he told me the following:

I'm going to be an artist when I grow up. I'm going to be a dentist too so I can give away free tooth brushes to kids with cavities. I think I will be a doctor too. In my doctor's office I will check all your body parts. I will check your private parts too.

Space Rangers

Santa Claus

I may have taken it a little too far today when I threatened that Santa Claus would give Xavier all of Hunter's presents if he didn't start using his listening ears and sit down. I am sorry Hunter. At least you'll have some good material for therapy down the road.

Lack of sleep continued...

Evidence that I am not getting enough sleep: when I put Xavier down for his nap today, he cried and yelled, "but I want to go to Starbucks!" This continued for a few minutes over the baby monitor.