Snowed IN...

 For those of you who live in Utah know how much snow we got at the end of November. But for those of you who have just moved into a house for the first time know that you buy a shovel at the first mention of snow. We got over 15 inches of snow on a beautiful Sunday morning. It just kept coming and coming. I love the snow, especially when it hasn't been tainted by pollution and such, just soft, fluffy and white. Jackson almost died until I decided to let him out to help Daddy in his year old snow clothes. I felt like Ralphie's mom on "The Christmas Story" trying to pry him into his too-small snow clothes, but decided a few minutes somewhat cold in the snow would end a whole day of an upset 2 year old. He loved helping John push our makeshift snow shovel, an old cupboard door, all over the driveway. They did a great job clearing the driveway and they actually made it to church too.

Trains!

Daddy and Jackson playing trains

For anyone who has spent three seconds with Jackson would know that he loves trains. Both Grandmas have a train set and he is know to walk right in their doors and ask where the choo-choos are, no hello until he can see there is a choo-choo nearby. So as a treat for being a new big brother, and a way to keep him busy while I took care of Bradley, we bought him a Thomas the Train track set. He absolutely loves it. All trains are now affectionately named Thomas. As a result we play choo-choos, talk choo-choos and sleep thinking about choo-choos. When John was tucking him into bed, which means completely moving him around and under his covers, he said as clearly as if he was awake, "Choo, Choo." I am so glad that he found something that he really likes.

A rare moment caught...

Jackson playing "nicely" with baby brother...

I can sMiLe!!!




5 weeks old!

 

Spooky...

Terrifingly cute, I mean!



Our cute little Ghost!



Our happy little Puppy!



 The trio of cousins, Mason (a dragon), Jackson (a puppy) and Wesley (superman).

We were trying to talk Jackson into being something a little more frightening for Halloween, like a dinosaur, or even Buzz Lightyear...but he is a very sensitive little guy. And quite afraid of anything remotely scary. I did give him many options, but my sweet little scare-dy-cat opted for this fuzzy puppy costume instead. I have to admit, he makes the cutest little puppy I've ever seen.

We had a family Halloween party the Sunday before Halloween at my Mom's. Everyone brough spooky treats and yes once again, my cute little toddler was too terrified to eat the spooky treats. There was alligator bread, banana caterpillers, brain and worm jello, apple and marshmellow teeth, oreo spider cookies, mummy pigs in a blanket and mom's famous homemade chili. It was really fun to see everyone together.