All about JACK

Meet Captain’s new buddy…Ben, he’ll be 3yr. in November, he’s a happy little guy.

Ben lives two doors down from our house…Arlin thinks he’s pretty fun to play with.

..this is the two of them in the alley riding Arlin’s gear….I think Ben thought he hit the jackpot when he saw all of Arlin’s wheels in the garage. It’s good practice for Arlin’s “sharing”

Meet Arlin’s new hair cut…this is what happens when Mama looks away for more toys to entertain-because he won’t stand still….yep within two seconds El Capy-tain had the guard off Papa’s buzzer and whacked a big chunk of his bangs off…I sniveled with a few tears as I buzzed the rest of his hair off to match his handy work. I guess I should find humor he actually did it on Summer Solstice, maybe it’s his way of celebrating summertime is here. Now he really looks like Papa’s mini me!

I tell ya’ we 100% boy here. We have two healing boo boo’s on both of his elbows from massive wipe outs. “He who runs with sticks” that’s his new Indian name incase you were wondering. Everything he can find is turned into some type of jousting sword…the vacuum cleaner extension pieces, the bubble maker wand…you name it.

He’s been a trouble maker today…and Mama is feeling tired because of it.

I had to. Saw these “camp fire” oversized marshmellows at the grocery store and I did a very bad thing…I bought the bag. I thought to myself “how cool would this size marshmellow be for a yummy reward for going potty on the toilet at school??!”

Yes, they are HUGE, like the size of a closed fist huge…when I realized it was gonna take two air tight storage containers to house these bad boys…I thought, “W-O-W that’s a lot of sugar I’m gonna just gonna hand over to my kid”…

but I did it anyways…
At first…he scowled at it…I honestly don’t even think he knew what it was, then quickly he said “Marshmellow Mum?!”

Nom! Nom!

happy, happy, joy, joy……..

until Mama stops off at the store to run an errand on the way home from school and finds this happy face covered in slimy what’s left of an attacked marshmellow…and a boy who’s NOT so “mellow”? Omg….it was a train wreck. He was beside himself, covered in white goo…it was E-v-e-r-y-where, all over his face, his hands, his tee shirt, his shorts, the car seat, and ALL over the window! Yes, he finger painted the back seat window with marshmellow goo…just lovely!
I suppose I deserve it, right? I mean what was I thinking?! I didn’t even once think to turn around in the car while he was eating it…we were singing and having a gay old time all the way  to the store… or so I thought…Poor kid was a wreck, after wet wipe mayhem I decided to take Arlin Jack into the store with me…

yet another bad idea.

We left, after getting what we needed. Not even out of the parking lot the Captain was fast asleep.

I totally felt bad…I totally just knocked my kid out with a sugar high!?

Saturday morning started early with our storage pod drop off….The captain’s face was priceless when we pulled the door up and he saw his Radio flyer trike and wagon…Oh yeah….I forgot about those

And Sunday, well it was Papa’s Day…

Arlin had Papa sit at his table while they ate Bagels and cream cheese- their fav!

Arlin gave Papa his present…a pen holder he made at school along with a hand made card that Mama helped him with, it was pretty cute- we traced his foot…which almost didn’t fit on one side! this kid has some big paws (hand and footsie’s :))

nom, nom!

Sunday night we went out to dinner to celebrate…Arlin was a champ very well behaved and he ate calamari, shrimp fresh rolls, satay chicken and most of the cucumbers and carrots of my vermicelli bowl. When I buckled Arlin into his car seat I whispered into his ear that he should say…Happy Father’s Day. This is what he said;

“I got it cover Mom-dont’ worry…” (he calls me “Mom” now…but only when he’s trying to be serious)

We drive for a bit, it’s quiet…then he goes;

“It’s Papa’s day, ‘dis my Father’s Day?!…I love you Papa!”

It’s moments like this that my world is still and feels perfect this IS what life is all about. I feel blessed to be this kiddo’s Mom.

Actually there’s nothing bad about this potty trained boy! He is doing SO well lately. He had regressed a tad with the move and all the chaos, which I kind of expected would happen, But he is no longer wearing a diaper to school in the mornings or to the gym play area. We even fibbed and said he was 3yr. old and left him for an hour in the Ikea play zone…we got buzzed to come pick him up half way through his time slot…to our surprise it wasn’t because he pee’d his pants but because he was supposedly throwing balls at a little girl in the bouncy ball room…wonder who he gets that from (Papa!) After a firm scolding from Papa he returned to playing with no problems…In Arlin’s defense it was a room full of those small jumping balls and there was a tree in the corner of the room that you were supposed to shoot balls into different pockets for points. With Arlin being a short guy and all, when he threw the ball it never even came close to the tree…just close enough to hit the girl standing in front of him….oops.

Arlin Jack scored some new triangle crayons and a sketch pad from Target.

We sat together coloring and Arlin barked orders; “Shark, Mama…draw a Shark!” “Snake, Truck, Star, Dragon…..”

I think he’s going through a growth spurt lately, longer naps (when he’ll take them) and his pants aren’t so tight around the belly…

In between his raisins he’s reading to me “Arlin” “Mama” & “Papa”…he’s able to identify his own name when written…we’re still working the spelling of it.

Arlin also scored a huge box of clothes from Mimi (I think we’re set for summer, geez Mom, thank you)…he’s pretty excited to pick out his own shirt in the mornings, they each have something different on them, I’d say the race car shirt is his favorite as he’s tried to wear it three days in a row!

The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.

Papa…

Arlin….

and man they love their PHO’!

concentration!

Arlin can finish a small meatball noodle soup…(mama can’t even finish one!?)