Another funny lesson on spelling...

Brandon was on his white board writing numbers. He started wanting to write the name of the number(like twelve) instead of just the number (12). I was on the computer, probably blogging, and he came to ask me if he had spelled twenty-six correct.

Here is how my cute 5 year old spelled it tuante sex!

Visit from Santa

Well, at the annual Rudd Christmas party Santa made his regular visit. Brandon was sure that he did not want to sit on his lap but with a little begging and bribing by mom he did. So, somehow Kevin got out of sitting on Santa's lap (that's why I don't have a picture of him). That is the craziest thing because Grandma Rudd never lets anyone not sit on Santa's lap...even Grandpa has to. I was not there for the converstation between Grandma and Kevin about sitting on Santa's lap but maybe it was a good thing I wasn't there...don't worry Kevin will be getting some coal in his stalking. Oh but don't worry...FAT, PREGNANT Jamie has a picture of her on Santa's lap!

"Vegetable of the the Trees"

Yesterday we went to the Festivle of the Trees at the south town expo center. Brandon kept calling it the "vegetable of the trees" so now that is what we all call it. Anyways, they had some amazing trees and we took pictures of some of our favorites. After we walked across the street and had lunch at the Mayan. Overall a very fun day!

Christmas Trains

One of Kevin's family traditions is every year at Christmas time we get together and make Christmas trains. We use candy bars for the train and decorate with every kind of candy you could imagine. We are together will our cousins and lots and lots of sugar...what fun! This year Brandon was very much into decorating his train. He did the whole thing by himself and it took him about an hour. Isaac, on the other hand, took 5 minutes and then all he wanted to do was eat the candy.

Girls Can Can

Star in Your Own JibJab! It's Free!Sorry...I couldn't resist!

Goodbye Pumpkin

So yesterday, Halloween is over and I decided that the pumpkins are ready to be thrown away (plus it's garbage day). I told Brandon to get his pumpkin and throw it away and for some reason he was really attatched to this pumpkin. He started to cry! He said that he loved his pumpkin so much and didn't want to throw it away. He proceeded to sit on the front step and cry. I tried to explain that pumpkins don't last forever and we can get a new one next year...eventually he hesitantly threw his pumpkin away. Isaac on the other hand want to destroy his and cut it up into tiny little pieces ( a little bit dark for a three year old) Anyway, after we got the pumpkins thrown away I came back inside to find Brandon in his room writing a note to his pumpkin. He asked me if he spelled it right. GBie (good bye) Pcin (pumpkin). I said close enough...it was so cute he had written a note for his long lost pumpkin all by himself, sounding out the letters and everything.

Mom song ...William Tell Overture

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RxT5NwQUtVM