Ross Family: What can I say, I'm a mom.

Friday, February 19, 2010

What can I say, I'm a mom.

This is officially the first commercial I've cried at while pregnant.

Precursor to the commercial: Over the last two days I've only briefly showed Boston some of the USA gold medal winners in the Olympics right now. He was so impressed by them that he kept saying "Wow mom that looks really hard, they must be really good at that. I want to get really good at "Snow boarding (skating, gymnastics) like that." Today I had him watch the 2008 men's gymnastics since his is in gymnastics right now. After watching he thought it was so awesome and spent the next 15 minutes practicing his gymnastics in the living room. I was proud.

I'm so nerdy.

7 comments:

The Parkers said...: um at least you are pregnant and have an excuse...that commercial gets me EVERY time!; February 19, 2010 at 10:15 PM
Jessica said...: Cass that was really cute. It's sooo true!!! once your baby, ALWAYS your baby!! thanks for sharing!!

loves from NJ; February 20, 2010 at 9:52 AM
Leah said...: I love that commercial. At least you didn't cry at cell phone commercials. That was my problem with A. Ed laughed at me ALL the time!; February 20, 2010 at 12:32 PM
Eric, Lexi, Reagan & Lakai said...: I am sOOOOO glad that someone else has cried at this commercial, too. I have yet to watch it without getting misty eyed! Haha; February 20, 2010 at 5:37 PM
starkmom said...: Even when they become moms....you still consider them your baby.I would cry at this commercial too...pregnant or not.; February 22, 2010 at 11:33 PM
Amanda Stark said...: I guess you have to be a mom to cry at this. Im going to teach Boston how to snowboard really good!! :); February 23, 2010 at 9:18 AM
Tiera, Rick, and Gauge Frost said...: ha ha I totally cried at this one too!!! ha ha and ya Amanda i think it is a mom thing! :); February 24, 2010 at 10:32 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.
_______________

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.

_______________
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.