the one where Jack and Santa are totally up to something

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Last year, Jack wanted nothing to do with Santa.

This year, he definitely got the memo that Santa is a good person to have in your corner.

Not only did I not have to sit in the chair for the photo, but apparently Jack and Santa became fast friends.

See?

They sat down for a meeting of the minds and seemed surprised that there was a pesky paparazzi there snapping away.  Hey man, we're trying to talk here.


Now, let's get down to business...  This is trouble.  Clearly.


Safety meeting successfully held, they politely posed for the paps, looking angelic.


But we know better.

After this, Jack gave Santa a hug and they "ho ho ho'ed" at each other.

Hope your day is delightfully conspiratorial.

Talk soon,
Heather

stewardesses, then and now

Thursday, November 21, 2013

Once upon a time, a long long, time ago, my family played Pictionary.

It was new then.  We were excited.  The Davies family is a creative lot -- skewing toward the nerdy side, even.  And we LOVE to get our board game on.

The time came for my beloved Dad to draw.  His word was "stewardess."  (Again, this was a while ago.  People still totally used that word.  Pre-PC.)  He drew an airplane.  He tapped on it.

We guessed everything we could think of related to planes and flight.  We didn't, however, go inside the plane with our guesses.

Dad grew frustrated.  He continued tapping on his pencil-drawn 747.

TAP TAP TAP.

We kept guessing.  In retrospect, we weren't that smart, because how many flight-related words do we really know?  And we STILL didn't guess stewardess?  

TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP!!!

We didn't get it. The timer ran out.

STEWARDESS.

That was the first and last time Dad ever played Pictionary.  We told him that we're glad his brain works differently than ours.  Business school and all that.  What would we do without him?

*     *    *     *     *     *     *     *

In some ways, raising a 3 1/2 year old is a lot like playing Pictionary with my Dad.  If you don't know what they're talking about, it's really up to you to get creative and figure it out.  They are going to TAP that picture until you do.

Last night, Jack asked me on the way home if he could watch "the Michael movie."  I wracked my brain.  There are no characters named Michael on any of his favorite shows or movies.  I told him that I didn't know what he meant.

"Momma, I want to watch the Michael movie!"  (TAP TAP)

"But, Jack, I don't know what that is."

"The MICHAEL MOVIE!"  (TAP TAP TAP)

"Ok.  If you can show it to me or find it, we'll see if you can watch it."

When we got home, Jack efficiently went through the drawer containing his DVDs and proudly pulled out the Michael movie.

It is called An American Tale.

Michael = Fivel.

STEWARDESS.

Phew.

Movie night was, of course, a great success.  (And wouldn't have been complete without a shout out to Uncle Dustin and Aunt Geri, who are fond of that movie and their nephew.)


Hope your streets ARE filled with cheese today.  Because that would be awesome.

Talk soon,
Heather

the tradition continues...

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Every year, I take Jack to Breakfast with Santa at the Christmas Affair, hosted by the Junior League of Austin.

Despite the fact that I can't comprehend that Thanksgiving is next week, the Christmas Affair is upon us and our special Mommy and Jack day is this week.

I told him where we are going, in part because I wanted to encourage good behavior and in part because last year, he got skeeved out and didn't want to sit on Santa's lap.  I thought some solid preparation would prevent this year's picture from being a do-over of last year's masterpiece.

Jack and Santa, 2012

OK, I lied.  I don't think we went in 2011.  But I think that the 2010 picture probably  makes up for it:

Jack and Santa, 2010
Anyway, Jack told me that he's going to give Santa a hug and ask him for a horse.  Which would be progress, given the past years of awed stares and abject terror.

So, you know.  We'll see how it goes, on several levels.

Oh, and for the record, I am a member of the Junior League of Austin.  I'm proud to be part of this group of talented, dynamic women who work incredibly hard to do amazing things for the community.  The least of which is creating the magic of Christmas, oh, annually, and raising millions of dollars to give back to Austin.  

Hope you dream big and speak up today.

Talk soon,
Heather


mid-term elections

Monday, November 18, 2013

Foreversville, Bunny has been Jack's ultimate compadre.

Technically, that is still true.

However, there's a little competition brewing.  From Dee Da, of all people!

I feel like Bunny is the one who's full of unconditional love and support and enthusiasm.  And for Jack, that is what has made Bunny his best friend for ever and ever.  Pardon my French, but when four year old shit gets deep, it's Bunny that Jack runs for.

On the other hand, I feel like Dee Da is the buddy who lopes in with the well-timed joke and makes Jack laugh.  And that Jack is realizing the value of having another best friend, too.  Maybe even, a sarcastic, dotted one.

Case in point:  Jack took Dee Da to Show and Tell last week.   I mean, hold the phone, people.


On a related note, I was out of town last week.  And I can confidently say that my risk-averse self would NEVER have let Jack take Dee Da to show and tell, for the utter fear of WHAT IF SOMETHING HAPPENS???

But, I give Durel full SuperDad credit.  He let Jack take Dee Da.  Dee Da came, saw, and conquered.  And everything was OK.

Phew.

Hope you are surprised by who may or may not be calling the shots today.

Talk soon,
Heather

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

the one where Jack and Santa are totally up to something

Last year, Jack wanted nothing to do with Santa.

This year, he definitely got the memo that Santa is a good person to have in your corner.

Not only did I not have to sit in the chair for the photo, but apparently Jack and Santa became fast friends.

See?

They sat down for a meeting of the minds and seemed surprised that there was a pesky paparazzi there snapping away.  Hey man, we're trying to talk here.


Now, let's get down to business...  This is trouble.  Clearly.


Safety meeting successfully held, they politely posed for the paps, looking angelic.


But we know better.

After this, Jack gave Santa a hug and they "ho ho ho'ed" at each other.

Hope your day is delightfully conspiratorial.

Talk soon,
Heather

Thursday, November 21, 2013

stewardesses, then and now

Once upon a time, a long long, time ago, my family played Pictionary.

It was new then.  We were excited.  The Davies family is a creative lot -- skewing toward the nerdy side, even.  And we LOVE to get our board game on.

The time came for my beloved Dad to draw.  His word was "stewardess."  (Again, this was a while ago.  People still totally used that word.  Pre-PC.)  He drew an airplane.  He tapped on it.

We guessed everything we could think of related to planes and flight.  We didn't, however, go inside the plane with our guesses.

Dad grew frustrated.  He continued tapping on his pencil-drawn 747.

TAP TAP TAP.

We kept guessing.  In retrospect, we weren't that smart, because how many flight-related words do we really know?  And we STILL didn't guess stewardess?  

TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP!!!

We didn't get it. The timer ran out.

STEWARDESS.

That was the first and last time Dad ever played Pictionary.  We told him that we're glad his brain works differently than ours.  Business school and all that.  What would we do without him?

*     *    *     *     *     *     *     *

In some ways, raising a 3 1/2 year old is a lot like playing Pictionary with my Dad.  If you don't know what they're talking about, it's really up to you to get creative and figure it out.  They are going to TAP that picture until you do.

Last night, Jack asked me on the way home if he could watch "the Michael movie."  I wracked my brain.  There are no characters named Michael on any of his favorite shows or movies.  I told him that I didn't know what he meant.

"Momma, I want to watch the Michael movie!"  (TAP TAP)

"But, Jack, I don't know what that is."

"The MICHAEL MOVIE!"  (TAP TAP TAP)

"Ok.  If you can show it to me or find it, we'll see if you can watch it."

When we got home, Jack efficiently went through the drawer containing his DVDs and proudly pulled out the Michael movie.

It is called An American Tale.

Michael = Fivel.

STEWARDESS.

Phew.

Movie night was, of course, a great success.  (And wouldn't have been complete without a shout out to Uncle Dustin and Aunt Geri, who are fond of that movie and their nephew.)


Hope your streets ARE filled with cheese today.  Because that would be awesome.

Talk soon,
Heather

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

the tradition continues...

Every year, I take Jack to Breakfast with Santa at the Christmas Affair, hosted by the Junior League of Austin.

Despite the fact that I can't comprehend that Thanksgiving is next week, the Christmas Affair is upon us and our special Mommy and Jack day is this week.

I told him where we are going, in part because I wanted to encourage good behavior and in part because last year, he got skeeved out and didn't want to sit on Santa's lap.  I thought some solid preparation would prevent this year's picture from being a do-over of last year's masterpiece.

Jack and Santa, 2012

OK, I lied.  I don't think we went in 2011.  But I think that the 2010 picture probably  makes up for it:

Jack and Santa, 2010
Anyway, Jack told me that he's going to give Santa a hug and ask him for a horse.  Which would be progress, given the past years of awed stares and abject terror.

So, you know.  We'll see how it goes, on several levels.

Oh, and for the record, I am a member of the Junior League of Austin.  I'm proud to be part of this group of talented, dynamic women who work incredibly hard to do amazing things for the community.  The least of which is creating the magic of Christmas, oh, annually, and raising millions of dollars to give back to Austin.  

Hope you dream big and speak up today.

Talk soon,
Heather


Monday, November 18, 2013

mid-term elections

Foreversville, Bunny has been Jack's ultimate compadre.

Technically, that is still true.

However, there's a little competition brewing.  From Dee Da, of all people!

I feel like Bunny is the one who's full of unconditional love and support and enthusiasm.  And for Jack, that is what has made Bunny his best friend for ever and ever.  Pardon my French, but when four year old shit gets deep, it's Bunny that Jack runs for.

On the other hand, I feel like Dee Da is the buddy who lopes in with the well-timed joke and makes Jack laugh.  And that Jack is realizing the value of having another best friend, too.  Maybe even, a sarcastic, dotted one.

Case in point:  Jack took Dee Da to Show and Tell last week.   I mean, hold the phone, people.


On a related note, I was out of town last week.  And I can confidently say that my risk-averse self would NEVER have let Jack take Dee Da to show and tell, for the utter fear of WHAT IF SOMETHING HAPPENS???

But, I give Durel full SuperDad credit.  He let Jack take Dee Da.  Dee Da came, saw, and conquered.  And everything was OK.

Phew.

Hope you are surprised by who may or may not be calling the shots today.

Talk soon,
Heather
 
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