Ross Family: Thanks Grandma & Papa Ross!

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Thanks Grandma & Papa Ross!

For Valentines Day Grandma & Papa Ross sent the boys valentine cards and each a gift card to Wal-Mart. Here is our trip. We also went to the zoo yesterday so I took a few cute pictures of the boys there. Fianlly, our little Rendon Dean is pulling up on things. He is so excited to be at a higher level, and pretty soon he'll be runnin' with Boston.

The boys and their gift cards.

Diego video game!

I think Rendon is happy with his connectors.

So Big!

This is one of his new things now, to "smack" his lips together. It's really cute when he does it while eating.

8 comments:

Marisa said...: So cute!! Rendon is getting so big! It seems just yesterday.... (nostalgic sigh); February 20, 2008 at 2:22 PM
Jen Beals said...: He's getting so big, I'm not ready for that stage.; February 20, 2008 at 7:25 PM
Melody B. said...: I just ahve to say...AGAIN today...that I think you're a great mom Cassie! Loved seein gyou agian at story time! Tell me how Mean Calypso Joe goes over!; February 20, 2008 at 10:05 PM
MommyMert said...: Yea! So big! Gotta love it.. Miss you.; February 21, 2008 at 6:04 AM
Melanie said...: how fun! I bet it was perfect weather to go to the zoo!; February 21, 2008 at 10:35 AM
Melanie said...: how fun! I bet it was perfect weather to go to the zoo!; February 21, 2008 at 10:35 AM
Anonymous said...: Oh, they grow too fast! Your boys are so stinkin' cute!; February 21, 2008 at 8:00 PM
Stoddard Studios said...: very cute pictures. Looks like you had fun at the zoo.; February 23, 2008 at 10:59 PM

Kindergarten round-up

Tonight we went to kindergarten round-up as we prepare Rendon to start school next year. Here was a conversation had after the event.

John: So Rendon what are you most excited for in kindergarten?

Rendon: Everything!

John: You might get to see Boston in the halls.

Cassie: I'm sure you will see Boston in the halls.

Boston: Or the Bathroom.

Us: laughing???

Boston: Hey I see kindergarteners in the bathroom everyday.

Ha ha ha....

Next conversation.

John: So Rendon which teacher do you think is the prettiest?

Rendon: All of them.

John: Good answer.

Boston: Why did you even ask that?

Dad: Ha ha I don't know.

Boston: That made me feel really weird.

Why didn't I think of that.

No more

As we get ready to put Boston down to bed he runs to our Christmas count down to change the day. He says that he wants it ready to be changed for tomorrow.

Unfortunately we notice that that he is already marked one day ahead (the 8th when today is the 7th). We inform him of this mix up in which he goes into a fit of tears that no we are wrong and it is the 8th today (he's really excited for Christmas).

He keeps this up all the way into his room where his brother is already asleep. John keeps telling him to whisper but he will not. Finally to end it all John says

"Fine Boston we'll just take it down. We'll just take it down because I don't want to add anymore stress to your life."

We were cracking up. Boston immediately stopped crying.

I can do that

We had a long conversation late one night with Boston about what he wanted to be when he grew up.

Engineer ('cause they make lots of money)
Astronaut
Musician
Fire Fighter
Archeologist
Sports player
Police officer

This is where it started getting silly...

Boston: A Jedi Night, but more than the electric guy. The Emperor. I don't know who my father would be though.

John: Wouldn't I be your father?

Boston: No, your not old enough. Well, your almost old enough.
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Boston: A superhero strong guy. I know who I'm thinking of. I'm gonna write it down when I'm 5.

_______________

Boston: I wanna be a wrestler but the kind that you hit like this. (Imitating a boxer)

Mom: Wow, you would be good at that.

Boston: Yeah, really good.

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Boston: Also a painter.

Mom: What would you paint?

Boston: I would paint a big huge picture of a lemonade stand. Then I could sell lemonade and make lots of money.

A 4 year old goodbye

Leaving Evan's home (Boston's 4 year old friend).

John (yelling down into the basement): Boston it's time to go.

Boston: I cant' go.

John: Why not?

Boston: Because Evan won't give me a hug.

John: Evan, give Boston a hug right now. And make it a good one.

Evan: I already gave him a hug. I blew it to him.

Boston: But I want a REAL hug!

John: Boston, how 'bout a high five or a 'hit the rock' or something like that?

Boston: (annoyed) Fine. He's going to give me a hit the rock.

(Boston comes up the stairs with Evan behind him. Evan reaches the top and looks at me with all the disgust and irritation possible in a 4 year old's face)

Evan: Boston bit my finger. (said in a 'He must be punished now' type voice)

John: Boston, did you bite his finger?

Boston: I had too. He wouldn't give me a hug.

Things that go bump in the night...

We're kneeling down to say prayers at Boston's bedside. We ask him to sit up for the prayer. His blankets are so tight he's barely able to move. Realizing that John was leaning on his blanket, John lifts up his arms. A bump and a whimper immediatly followed.

Boston, tugging ferociously to be freed from the restriction, gave one final tug. The lack of resistence sent him crashing into the wall on the other side banging his head. Realizing how funny the situation was Boston laughed while holding his bumped head.