Not Another Post About Eating Leaves...

I want to start this post by saying I usually love Wednesday's but today's Wednesday has really just been non-stop and for lack of a better word, bleh. My son, I guess, is going through his terrible two's a wee bit early. Today he has been getting into every little thing, throwing tantrums, throwing things and just being naughty. Oh and he has tore open half of his Christmas presents. Which is not a good thing with Santa being just around the corner. I love walking in Wal-mart and hearing parents tell their children when they are naughty in the the story, "Be good. Santa is watching you." The children suddenly stop throwing a fit and straighten up. -- Love it. I don't recall me ever truly believing in Santa. I mean, I am sure I did earlier in life, but it is hard for my mind to remember. I remember on Christmas Eve my parents would hire a Santa to come to our house and we would throw little parties with all the kids. We would sit on his lap as he handed out one present to each of us. Later on.. I found out that the parents were giving these presents to Santa to hand out, that Santa didn't know from the little lists that we made all year long and sent him. I can also recall a eating carrots because my mother always told me that if I would eat enough carrots, I could see Santa on his sleigh on Christmas Eve. So yes, there I was eating carrots staring out my window waiting for Santa. -- I never saw him. But I believe having your child believing in Santa is important. It teaches them to believe in something they can't see. I also believe it helps a child become creative. The mind can do such amazing things in their little noggins.

Today was an odd day. Because for the past couple weeks it has been heater on and coats and gloves when you go outside. Today was different. Today was jacket weather. So my son and I decided to relax outside. He loves playing outside.

Usually I take him our barefooted. But finally I told myself he needs to wear shoes. No matter how hard it will be for me to put them on him. Or no matter if he tries to take them off. He needs to have shoes on his feet today. So it humored me watching him try to walk in them.

I love this photo. I love living in the country. You look out the front window to this every morning, it's beautiful. I never thought seeing a herd of cows can be so exciting, but it is. Dorrian even loves it. Right now I am trying to teach him to say "moo." Once he has it down, it will be the cutest thing ever.

I managed to capture a photo of him with his hood on. Secret is, the whole time I was trying to do this, he was trying to pull it off. He hates having things on his head, I don't understand it. But at least I caught one, a decent picture at that. Today I instagramed a photo for The Ellen Show, because she posted an instragram for a picture of a baby in a santa hat. It took me an hour to get one shot. He would pull his hat off, run around or just not look at the camera. Finally though, I captured a photo. So I only hope we will win. If not I got a pretty cute photo of him in a santa hat.

Dorrian loves trees. He enjoys nature. Just like me, I suppose. The outdoors are just so beautiful and breathtaking. I feel as though you enter another world whenever you walk outside from being inside. 

Well, seven more days until Christmas. I am so excited. I can not wait to see his face whenever he sees all of his presents. Funny how the Christmas excitement changes whenever you have children from "Oh, I can't wait to see what presents I have!" to "Oh, I can't wait to see what my kids think of their presents!"

Merry Christmas. Go make yourself a glass of eggnog and relax, I am sure your feet are hurting from all of the shopping and decorating!

Lesson of the Day: Do not under any circumstances put your Christmas presents under your tree before Christmas.