


Video of Easton with his new monkey stuffed animal. He loves his monkey. Thank you Grandma and Grandpa Kelsey.
Mom and Easton at festival of lights.
Awards CeremonyEaston and I went to Nathan’s school to eat lunch with Nathan and then we attended his award ceremony. Nathan received two awards from classes he took last year. He got outstanding awards for both Preventative Medicine and Clinical Reasoning.
Family picture after awards ceremony.
Close up of Easton's face this time on Santa's lap. He definitely looks a lot happier this time.
Easton checking out Santa.
Easton with Renee (one of the young women from our ward). Easton loves Renee.
Yesterday while I was baking cookies I gave Easton some raisins to snack on before dinner. I had my back to him but could tell that he had dumped them on the floor. This is not uncommon behavior for him to dump them out and either put them back into the container and eat them or just eat them off the floor (gross I know but honestly what kid doesn't do this?). Anyways, after I had finished putting all the cookie dough on the cookie sheets I turned around to find this... Bobbing for raisins anyone? I have no idea where he picked this up from. Maybe he thinks he's a dog?
Thanksgiving was great! We got to spend the feast with a bunch of friends who like us don’t have any family in the area. Thanks guys! The best part was that Nathan got to spend the whole day with us. He was supposed to work on call that day but luckily for all of us they were nice enough to let him have the day off. He had to go in Friday early morning but got off a little before noon. Thank goodness for me because I was sick (and when I say sick I mean sick) all day Friday (morning sickness) so it was nice to have him entertain Easton. Easton and I did try the whole black Friday thing but that lasted a whopping 1 ½ hours with no success. We tried to get a GPS at Kmart but it turned out that we were almost an hour late for the deals. Apparently Nathan and I looked at the ad for Thanksgiving Day (not Black Friday) which started at 7am. Black Friday started at 6am. Next, we headed to Kohl’s to grab some kitchen knifes. Nathan actually went earlier in the morning to get them but because the line was extremely long and he only had 15 min before he had to leave for work he hid a box of knifes in case there were none left when I went to get them. Of course there were no knifes left so I called Nathan to find out where he stashed the box of knifes. As my luck would have it, those knifes were gone too. Easton and I were tired (I had to wake him up) and I was sick so we called it a day, hoped into the warm cozy bed, and fell asleep.
On Sunday we decided to decorate for Christmas. Easton was very interested in everything and more than willing to help out in anyway that he could. His absolute favorite was the Christmas boxes that we put under our tree. He could play with these boxes for hours if we would let him (he has started to ruin them a little so we had to put most of them away). Unfortunately with no boxes to keep him entertained he has moved on to tree decorations. I wouldn’t mind so much if they weren’t glass and I wasn’t afraid that he would break it and cut himself. We finally had to move the tree to higher grounds. Maybe it was a little too soon to bring out the decorations. Also on Sunday we had to take Easton's stitches out. Nathan had the pleasure of taking them out while I had the pleasure of holding Easton down. It was not as easy and as smooth as I thought it would be. Easton's wound had scabbed over his stitches so we had to remove the scab before we could remove the stitches. If that wasn’t painful enough, the stitches were so close to his skin that Nathan had to basically cut pieces of Easton’s skin off with his stitches. It was not a pretty sight. I hope we don’t have to go through this again. FYI Easton had eight external stitches not seven.
Easton and Aaron playing at a park.
Aaron ice skating. He is only three and is already playing ice hockey.
Ms. Claus reading stories to the children.
Easton’s first and hopefully last time getting stitches. Last Sunday we went to visit Jana’s dad (Nate). While we were there Easton ran into the other room and must have tripped over the rug where he ended up hitting his head on the coffee table. Needless to say, I heard crying and screaming and ran into the other room to find blood coming from his forehead. I rushed him to the kitchen to get a towel to apply pressure. Candy (Nate’s girlfriend) took one look at it and told me he needed stitches. Nate took us to the ER and Easton ended up with four internal stitches and seven external stitches. It was really sad and hard to see Easton go through this, but luckily I had Jana’s Dad there to guide me through the whole thing. They say it is harder on the mother than the patient which is probably true, but still it is hard to be just a couple of feet away watching your son strapped down crying and screaming in what you think is pain (the doctors claimed he couldn’t feel anything-but I’m not entirely sure that was the case) and you can’t do anything but watch. That has got to be the worst feeling in the world- to not be able to hold and comfort your child when they are in pain.
Easton with his sidewalk chalk.
I can always tell when Easton really likes something because he attempts to shove as much of it in his mouth as he possibly can. He defnitely gets this from his daddy!
We had speghetti the other night and for some reason Easton kept trying to eat his like a dog. He would put his head down and try to like it off his tray. I tried to get it on video but anytime I took the camera out Easton instead would pose for the camera and say, "Cheese" (in his own way) over and over again. This is his latest. He loves posing and saying cheese for the camera.
Easton caught the first fish. His pole was actually just a stick with fishing line on it! He thought the fish was so funny.
Easton caught the second fish too!
I caught the third fish! I was a little scared of the little thing because he kept flapping around when we were trying to take the picture. The poor fish that I caught actually ate the worm whole along with the hook so we weren’t able to unhook him and let him go. Nathan had to kill it (in a humane way of course) because he definitely wouldn’t have survived if we did release him. Poor fishy.
And Nathan caught the last fish!