I celebrate...

Caleb is currently mad at me because I wouldn't let him sit in a chair he wanted...or something silly like that that 6-year-olds get mad about. Anyway, he went off to another room to angrily color and came back with the above picture. He stomped into the room and said "Fine, I am going to celebrate Hanukkah, not Christmas anymore. And you're no good at video games."

Baby Names

And no, we're not ready yet to tell what the baby names under consideration are...mostly because we haven't decided.

However, who knew we were such trend setters back in 2001 and 2003??? Here it is for your reading pleasure, the top baby names of 2007.

2007 Top Baby Names

(And as a hint, no, none of the names we are considering are on the list of top 10...)

Bunk Beds

So we did it. The boys got bunk beds. After several weeks of deciding, on their own, that they wanted to share a room, we decided to go with it and make it official. So off to the furniture store we went.

We settled on a set and got ready to check out. The kids were excited. Well, Noah was pretty bummed that we didn't get to take the four-foot-tall foam guys home that they put on the ladders to keep kids from climbing on them, but otherwise they were excited.

One of the deal for us to get bunk beds was we told the kids they had to come to an agreement as to who slept on which one. We said we didn't care, as long as they agreed. They could switch each time we changed sheets, they could change once a month, or they could just pick beds. But they needed to be in agreement before we got the beds.

Don't know how they got to this agreement but they did. Caleb was going to get the highly coveted top bunk and Noah was happy with the lower one.

A few days later they arrived. However, the ladder was on back order. For some reason, this completely freaked Caleb out. Like freaked him out to the point of sobbing the first time we had him climb up there (using the slats on the footboards as steps). So there he is, in his new bunk bed, in his highly coveted top bunk bed spot, sobbing, tears spewing out his eyes, gasping for air. And between sobs he gasps out, "Oh God save my little broken body." Followed by more wailing.

Now what parent wouldn't just about die laughing at that? We sure did.

And yes, Noah is now sleeping on the top bunk.

Truer words...

Caleb and I are watching the Viking/Bears game last night. He has become quite the sponge for advertising messages. Amazing to watch what he picks up on sometimes. He will often come up with comments like, "Mom, does your back hurt? If so we should get you a Sleep Number Bed!" Or "Mom if you think our floors are dirty, there is a new Fwiffer [sometimes brand names don't quite stick] you should try."

Really, they don't watch much TV, but I think because the didn't have them watching any commercial television for so long (just videos or On Demand or whatnot) they are just very attuned to commercials.

So back to last night. A commercial for Staples comes on...you know the ones with the big red button in them? After the commercial finishes up Caleb turns to me and says, "You know Mom, I think we need an Easy button." Amen child. Amen.

Where did you come from?

Yes, that is what you think it is. Mr. Caleb has turned into a diehard Packers fan. We have no idea how or why, but he is. Anytime he sees a photo of Brett Favre he screams "Brett!" like they are old college buddies. And as I type this, he is 150% engaged in watching Sunday Football and keeps telling me that it's still halftime for the Packers but is updating me on all of the other scores.

So yes, the son of two decidedly non-pro-football people has become a HUGE pro football fan. It's quite cute, actually. But still a bit baffling.

Please hope that the Packers win, it will mean a happy Caleb for the rest of the day. :)

Bruiser

Yes, we officially have our first black eye at our house.  Well, truth be told, it's fading now.  But Noah learned that we really weren't kidding when we told him that snow and ice are slippery.  And he decided to test it out at school by connecting his right eye with the steps to the playground.  The above photo was the day before it turned dark purple.  But you get the idea.

No Friend Calling

So discussions in the Snyder household these days often come round to "So boys, what do you think we should name the baby?"

Sometimes they have great ideas and sometimes, well not so much.

However, Noah has gotten it in his head that we cannot possibly name the baby any name that is the same name as someone he knows. Problem being that Noah is a bit of a social butterfly and evidently knows kids with lots of different names.

So if you dare to bring up a name that "belongs" to someone he knows he yells out, "No! No friend calling!"

So the other day we were asking him for his ideas on names and he started to say, "Maver-" but then caught himself about to suggest the name "Maverick," which is one of his best friend's names. So he stopped himself and said "Maver-la-bumbo."

So therefore, the baby has a new nickname. Maverlabumbo is it...or, in the rare moment someone thinks the baby is a girl, we do adjust it to Maverlabumba.

just checking in

This is Brian (aka "dad" aka "husb" aka "parent not thankful for"). My user name is "drbjs", I'll let you figure that out ("happyguy" was already taken). Molly got this blog thing up and running and even gave me access to post and not just leave comments, so I thought I would check in and make this truly a "family blog". I am sure Caleb and Noah will do the same once they can type and spell, though I won't let the spelling thing slwo me down. Nothing really profound to add, but you should see how I was able to incorporate three of Caleb's all time favorite things into one exciting game: Star Wars, football and "rock, paper, scissors." Truly inspired. I know that is just a tease, for those interested in the rules, write me in the comments. Take care and hope to write again soon.