What's yours is mine! What's mine is mine!

Everytime we go to the bookstore we get ammon a book.

This last time I found a really cute little pop-up book and I just knew Ammon was going to love it.

Look the duck has horns and teeth! Oh! It is just so cute!

The problem is that Ammon does love it. He loves it with his destruct-o- side and he wants to tear all the poor little pop-outs out! I know! Can you believe it? A baby who wants to tear paper!

I am really not as dumb as I am sounding. I knew when I bought the book that he would probably try to tear the pop-outs but the book was soooooo cute and I just figured I could just keep a close eye on him.

NOPE

So I did the only thing expected to do.

I hid the book and I will give it to Ammon when he graduates high school.

How to Torture your Child

So.. Sometimes Nate and I wake up in the morning, stretch and then we start brain storming… “Hmmm how can we torture our child today?”
This one particular morning we decided that we were going to cut his shag. We were hoping we weren’t Samson-iting Ammon but how could we risk an opportunity to torture our child? We decided it was worth the risk. (Plus I just can’t handle the bed head look ALL day long!)
So we put Ammon in his high chair and Nate (yes Nate) Buzzed off Ammon’s hair. He gave him a “high and tight” which is a military style hair cut. I just kept telling myself that his hair will grow back. It’s a little choppy but I think it is pretty cute. Luckily Ammon is young enough that he PROBABLY won’t remember us emotionally scaring him with an electric razor for the rest of his life. (That’s why we took pictures j/k. actually the camera died right before we got any good pictures.)

Before

During

The Spit Shining

The Cute Result

Conclusion = Sometimes torturing pays off!

FEE FYE FOE THUM Watch Out Tennis Court Here I Come!

I've been bragging about how cute Ammon and Fiji are on the tennis court and I finally got some footage to prove it! :)

I especially love it because Ammon hasn't quite figured out how to walk his in shoes. He is just now starting to get the hang of it but he still kind of stomps around.

Bed-Time Fun

Every night before we go to bed Ammon and I brush our teeth, read a story, and then we have tickle time...
Tickle time is one of our favorite time of the day. Most of the time Ammon will start going into a laugh attack before I even touch him!
Also, Ammon has a laugh kind of like Pee Wee Herman sometimes. It is hilarious. I just had to show everyone because it is just so stinkin' CUTE!



After tickle time Ammon gets a little lethargic and he becomes super cute and cuddly and gives me tons of kisses and hugs. I personally think that that is a LITTLE better than tickle time :)
After laughing and snuggling we are both ready for lights out!

The I can't go to sleep so I am making up a new life plan in a post post

I've been staring at the ceiling and thinking because everyone knows that ceilings provoke great insightful thoughts. What I really need is a ceiling fan... I bet my thoughts would be even more captivating and perceptive if I had a ceiling fan! Anyways I was staring at the ceiling thinking about how i need to go back to school. I attempted to go back fall semester but then i moved to VA so then I tried to go this semester and with my Dad passing away and everything going on I dropped my classes at the beginning og the semester again. But I think it is more than bad timing. Ever since I switch my major and added the emphasis on Childhood education I just haven't had the desire to go back. I switched because I thought it would be more practical because I just couldn't make anything out of a regular FCS Major. If I needed to get a job it would be really hard to find one with just a BA in FCS and I don't like any of the jobs that major really has to offer but I really enjoy studying and taking the classes for that major. Once I switch it to a teaching degree all the classes changed and I haven't enjoyed the classes since one bit. I honestly don't think I would make a very good teacher anyways. I mean.. come on... I need Karlee to proof read my blog page LOL! But if I am just going to go school to get a degree and not do anything with it (because my job is going to be a mother unless life makes it otherwise) than maybe I should get a degree in something else...
so this is the new plan...
I'll finish my degree in FCS (without any emphasis) because I think it would make me a better Mom and I am half way there. Then I am going to get a cooking/nutrition degree. After that I might look into beauty school so I can cut my own kids hair and then maybe I'll go after a communication degree because that has always interest me and everyone can improve on communication. In fact! My communication skills could use some work right now so maybe that might be my second choice? Hmmm...
Well after I am done with those four I will get a travel agent degree (whatever kind of degree is that) so that I can be an expert of the world and then Nate and I will know all the best places to travel and the best ways to get there. Then I will get a nursing degree because by then I might be mature-ish and maybe I can handle blood and guts and then I will be licensed to take care of Nate when he is old. While I am at it I might as well become a doctor but I am not sure what kind of doctor I would want to be sooooo maybe not. The doctor thing is still a little fuzzy. Eh! No doctor! But I do want to be a vet tech and then i can take care of tons of animals and that will help with the nesting phase.
By the time I am done with school I will either die of old age or the second coming will come.
I think this is my best plan yet.
I definitely need a ceiling fan.
Maybe I should take interior design classes too. My house can use some major help in the decor category. Do you think my brain can handle all of this knowledge?
OH YA! I also want to be a seminary teacher.
I hope nobody actually read this or got this far. I feel like I am rambling now. LOL
Time to end this.
good night!

Ammon AKA My little Prince AKA Distruct-O-Child!

Every day I look my little son and I just think... How can I love him anymore than I do now? and everyday I somehow do. I just love him so much. I think everything he does is cute.
Every day I go to the tennis court with Ammon and Fiji and we play. Fiji runs around in circles and Ammon walks (tries to run) around in circles. It is so much fun (I am going to have to get a video to show everyone but I keep on forgetting my camera.. any who) Well, today I went to the tennis court with my friend Anna and her dog Rufus and it was colder than usual so I decided to bundle Ammon up a little more. I got his big poufy snow coat on and BOY oh BOY was he angry that he had to wear that (he looked like the little brother on "The Christmas Story"). So we get to the tennis court and he starts walking around and I noticed his hands and ears were getting cold so I put on his hat and gloves and then Ammon went to pick up a stick off the ground and he couldn't (I am laughing while I am writing this by the way) and he got so mad! He sits on the ground with his big lip sticking out and his arms fall to his side and he wines at me. I just look at him and say "I am really sorry bud but you gotta wear your gloves to stay warm." He stares at me tries to pick up a pine cone and then looks at his hands for a second and then lays down on the ground and goes WHAAAAA and then takes a deep breath and just lays there and then he refuse to walk around the rest of the time. I guess he was protesting. It was a battle of wills and I was not going to give in (I even told him so LOL)
Well, my friend Anna looks at me and says "I don't know how you do it sometimes. You are so patient with him." then she starts going on about how it is so frustrating how you can't reason with him and she can't wait until he gets to an age where you can. But while she was telling me this I didn't feel like I needed to have patients or that even had demonstrated any patients at that moment... I thought it was kind of funny and I also felt bad for Ammon because I think it would be very frustrating to have to wear big fuzzy things on your hands that make it so you can't pick anything up and you don't know why! I guess nobody loves your kids like you do but I hope you love these pictures I post anyways because I think they really show Ammon's spunky personality! :)

How do you know how much your child loves you? By how hard he head butts!

Proof of Ammon's Love

Ammon just loves to head butt and he only head butts the people he really LOVES! It is the true sign of his affection for you. The more black and blue your face is by the end of day the more Ammon loves you! HOW DO I MAKE IT STOP??? I wish there is a way for me to show him that he is going to hurt himself if he keeps on doing it! Maybe it's a boy thing?