Twenty Things a Mom Should Tell Her Son

TWENTY THINGS A MOM SHOULD TELL HER SON

1. Play a sport.
It will teach you how to win honorably,
lose gracefully, respect authority,
work with others, manage your time
and stay out of trouble.
And maybe even throw or catch.

2. You will set the tone
for the sexual relationship,
so don't take something away from her
that you can't give back.

3. Use careful aim when you pee.
Somebody's got to clean that up, you know.

4. Save money when you're young
because you're going to need it someday.

5. Allow me to introduce you
to the dishwasher, oven,
washing machine, iron,
vacuum, mop and broom.
Now please go use them.

6. Pray and be a spiritual leader.

7. Don't ever be a bully
and don't ever start a fight,
but if some idiot clocks you,
please defend yourself.

8. Your knowledge and education is something
that nobody can take away from you.

9. Treat women kindly.
Forever is a long time to live alone
and it's even longer to live with somebody
who hates your guts.

10. Take pride in your appearance.

11. Be strong and tender at the same time.

12. A woman can do everything that you can do.
This includes her having a successful career
and you changing diapers at 3 A.M.
Mutual respect is the key to a good relationship.

13. "Yes ma'am" and "yes sir"
still go a long way.

14. The reason that they're called "private parts"
is because they're "private".
Please do not scratch them in public.

15. Peer pressure is a scary thing.
Be a good leader and others will follow.

16. Bringing her flowers for no reason
is always a good idea.

17. It is better to be kind
than to be right.

18. A sense of humor
goes a long way
in the healing process.

19. Please choose your spouse wisely.
My daughter-in-law will be the gatekeeper for me
spending time with you and my grandchildren.

20. Remember to call your mother
because I might be missing you.

From - Love Quotes - 16quotes.com

Christmas Morning

We all got up and put on our Christmas pjs.  You helped me make muffin plops and hot chocolate and then we opened our presents.  You were very helpful and even "helped" Riley by opening his presents for him!

Chistmas Eve 2012

We spent Christmas Eve at Grandma and Grandpa Jones' house tonight.  Grandma and Grandpa invited some of their friends to join us.  We sat around, told funny stories, and ate wonderful food.  Your Grandma has a knack for getting you awesome truck toys!  

Before we went to Grandma and Grandpa's, I made some french bread for tomorrow night.  In my family, we have a tradition of licking the beater/s.  Apparently you plan on continuing that tradition - you had bread dough all over you!

Bread dough central.

Snacking at Grandma and Grandpa's

Opening your present.

We Pray for Children

"We Pray for Children" by Ina Hughes

We pray for children
Who put chocolate fingers everywhere,
Who like to be tickled,
Who stomp in puddles and ruin their new pants,
Who sneak Popsicles before supper,
Who erase holes in math workbooks,
Who can never find their shoes.


And we pray for those
Who stare at photographers from behind barbed wire,
Who can't bound down the street in new sneakers,
Who never "counted potatoes,"
Who are born in places we wouldn't be caught dead in,
Who never go to the circus,
Who live in an X-rated world.

We pray for children
Who bring us sticky kisses and fistfuls of dandelions,
Who sleep with the cat and bury goldfish,
Who hug us in a hurry and forget their lunch money,
Who squeeze toothpaste all over the sink,
Who slurp their soup.

And we pray for those
Who never get dessert,
Who have no safe blanket to drag behind them,
Who can't find any bread to steal,
Who don't have any rooms to clean up,
Whose pictures aren't on anybody's dresser,
Whose monsters are real.

We pray for children
Who spend all their allowance before Tuesday,
Who throw tantrums in the grocery store and pick at their food,
Who like ghost stories,
Who shove dirty clothes under the bed,
Who get visits from the tooth fairy,
Who don't like to be kissed in front of the car pool,
Who squirm in church and scream on the phone,
Whose tears we sometimes laugh at and whose smiles can make us cry.

And we pray for those
Whose nightmares come in the daytime,
Who will eat anything,
Who have never seen a dentist,
Who are never spoiled by anyone,
Who go to bed hungry and cry themselves to sleep,
Who live and move, but have no being.

We pray for children
Who want to be carried
And for those who must,
For those we never give up on
And for those who never get a second chance,
For those we smother.
And for those who will grab the hand of anybody kind
enough to offer it.

We pray for children. Amen.

Tia's Thoughts on How You Eat

Last night Tia treated us all to dinner.  Below are some of her thoughts on how you eat after spending the week with you ;)

Mom and Dad's Anniversary

Last night was our anniversary so Tia Medina watched you and Riley while we went out to dinner.  I'm sure you had the most fun.  Riley slept the whole time while you and Tia colored and made a fort out of a roll of Kraft paper she brought with us to Seaside!

From Tia Medina's Cell Phone

The morning after ;)

Thoughts from Grandma Jones

Nearly every Wednesday since you were born, Grandma Jones has come and spent time with you.  I'm so grateful that you will know your grandparents and great-grandparents.  It is so rare for people to have met their grandparents much less actually having the opportunity to get to know them in this day and age.  I thought I'd share her thoughts on your most recent day together (from a family email):

The absolute high point of the week for me was getting to take Dylan for four hours on Wednesday.  We went to story time at the library and to play at McDonald's.  Then, we waited for Loren to get his eyes tested. (They are fine.)  I am learning why the Savior loved little children so much.  For example, while we were waiting for Loren to get his blood work done, Dylan (who says "hi" to everyone he sees) started saying "Hi" to a woman who walked past us.  She did not see or hear him, but he continued to greet her until she was past us.  He did not get his feelings hurt because she did not respond.  He was ready to say "hi" to the next person who walked by.  I want to be like that when I grow up!  Dylan likes to go through everything in my purse when I go to see him.  So, I got an old purse and filled it with little things for him.  It has different pockets and zippers, which he loves.  He found a little tiny toy mouse that Nicole gave me once.  He was so thrilled by it.  Mouse was a new animal to him, so he kept saying it over and over.  I told him that mouse says "squeak"  and he kept saying "Mouse, Mouse Mouse, squeak, squeak squeak."  He was really enjoying playing with it when a little boy, who was about eight or nine years old came in with his mother.  The boy had a paper mask like a surgeon's mask tied over his mouth and nose.  Dylan stopped playing with the mouse and just stared at the boy with his face all screwed up.  That just wasn't right.  He looked like it was the most disgusting thing he had ever seen!  Then, he picked up the toy and started saying, "Mouse, Mouse, Mouse, squeak, squeak, squeak." What a ray of sunshine that little guy is.