Let's face it, any excuse to have a party with food is good for me. If it includes hotty potatty Edward Cullen, all the better. We had fun playing trivia games and eating theme foods like mushroom ravioli (the restaurant scene) blood red (almost) punch, and cinnamon popcorn (Don't knock it 'til you try it) that looked like it was coated in blood. Along with many other delicious treats. We were all Twilight fiends except for Alicia who probably wished she'd never come. I don't even know if she enjoyed the movie because of all our chattering, but it's hard to help yourself. It was a fun night and good times for all!
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Twilight Night
Let's face it, any excuse to have a party with food is good for me. If it includes hotty potatty Edward Cullen, all the better. We had fun playing trivia games and eating theme foods like mushroom ravioli (the restaurant scene) blood red (almost) punch, and cinnamon popcorn (Don't knock it 'til you try it) that looked like it was coated in blood. Along with many other delicious treats. We were all Twilight fiends except for Alicia who probably wished she'd never come. I don't even know if she enjoyed the movie because of all our chattering, but it's hard to help yourself. It was a fun night and good times for all!
Thursday, March 5, 2009
A Total Harding Weekend
Meghan, Emma and Hannah
The Harding Clan
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Cereal Day and a Seriously Crappy Week
Bennett turned six months on Monday, so we "officially" started him on cereal and baby food. Can I just tell you how this kid is the exact opposite of his brother? Wil devoured everything I put in from of him (including prunes) and couldn't get enough. Bennett is going to be one of those kids that has to try the same thing 12 times before he decides whether he likes it. The first day he was somewhat open to the strange and mushy substance being stuck to the roof of his mouth. Every day since then his lips have clamped shut before I even get the spoon near him and if I happen to get the tiniest morsel into his mouth he sticks his tongue out and coughs until it all falls out. What a stinker! I keep telling him that this is people food and it's way better than anything he's getting now. I even tasted the sweet potatoes and pears myself to make sure I wasn't lying to the poor child! The funniest part is that I have been sneaking him cheerios and crackers for a few weeks and believe me, he knows the difference. When I come near him with those little oat circles his little mouth pops open like and automatic trunk! Crazy, no? His doctor says he may just not be ready for it yet, but I am determined to figure out something he might like! Anyone have any suggestions or stories?
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Could I be any further behind?
Friday, December 26, 2008
I thought I ordered the large snow storm?!
It was an absolute blizzard at my parents house on Christmas. There had to be at least 18 inches of snow on the ground when it finally stopped. You couldn't ask for anything more! The older kids made a snow fort and when it collapsed they decided to start sledding down the hill. Wilson sat by the front door and stared while his frantic parents tried to find all the cold weather gear necessary to feel okay about letting him go out. His dad is not a good example, he was out shoveling walks in shorts and rain boots! We were afraid Wil would not like sledding down the hill, but once again he surprised us. He didn't want to come in at all! Even after all the sledding he still played outside with his cousins! His cheeks were nice and rosy when he came in, but man was it fun!
What a Christmas!
Christmas 2008 was really awesome! Wilson actually kind of understood about Santa and we had fun truly spoiling him this year. Of course, he still liked all his cousins presents better than his own, but that's to be expected. We spent the night at Grandma's and no one slept really well (especially me) but it was a ton of fun. When Wil woke up Christmas morning I went in to get him and asked if he wanted to see what Santa brought him. Well, he thought I meant Santa was in the next room. He got really worried and said, "Mama, I don't want to see Santa!" It was really cute. The big hits were the kitchen that his Grandma and Grandpa got him, the kitchen pots and pans we got him, his fire engine, courtesy of Bennett, and his Lightning McQueen remote control car. Bennett totally got hosed, he got formula, a few little toys and rice cereal in his stocking. Good thing he won't remember anything, right? We are really grateful for my parents who put up with our craziness every year and take such good care of us, too. What a great Christmas and a great year, too!
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Mmwah....Gotta Love Bennett
We just got back from Bennett's 4 month appointment! He is getting so big! He weighs 15 1/2 lbs. (50th percentile) is 25 3/4 inches long (60th percentile) and his head is in the 85th percentile! He is hitting all his milestones and is getting more and more fun everyday. He is just now starting to chuckle a little, but it's way harder to get him to laugh than it was to get Wil to laugh. He loves to squeal and scream, especially when he gets a reaction from us! When he's well fed and rested he will just stand up in your lap with wide eyes and grin like he knows something you don't (I am pretty sure it's true)! Wilson has started giving kisses more willingly and one night Ben got him to kiss Bennett's cheek. It's about as precious as it gets, don't you think? At night I will kiss Wil all over his face and he will just giggle and say, "I want more kisses, mommy!" He has an outstanding memory and remembers things from months ago. We were in the car and he announced that his cousins let him have a cow and that his cousin Emma dumped chocolate in a bowl and shared with him. It took me a few minutes to realize he was talking about things that happened at our Harding holiday party which was before Thanksgiving! Then the other night he told Ben that Virginia was really far away. Then he told Ben that Grandpa Mike and Kay lived there. Would someone please call mensa? My boys couldn't be any cuter or smarter (said the unbiased mom)!