Summers end

Oh so much has happened. Here is an update. Corey is working hard at his new job at AdvancedMD. He sells medical software to doctors and it has been a real change for us. Corey came from knowing everything there is to know about auto-glass, mortgages, and real estate, to knowing nothing about medical or software sales. He is now doing BOTH. It has been extremely challenging for him to learn this new stuff but if anyone can do it it is him...
The Summer was fun, Conner took not just one, but two swimming lesson sessions (two weeks each.) He was so great in the first one that my mom insisted on paying for him to do a second one. It was really worth every cent. He is so good at swimming its shocking. By the end he had all the swimming teachers wrapped around his little finger too. Big surprise right? Not.
Conner also took a little club t-ball session. It was really fun BUT, he kept wanting to tackle people. Funny for everyone else to watch and not so funny for me. I have nightmares of parents wanting to fight me because my son hurt their kid.
It appears football might be his game. Corey played football as well as did his dad. Not to mention that football is really the only sport he ever sees because that is what Corey watches and he also goes to all of the U of U games. Oh and did I mention that he pulled down his pants twice right in the middle of the outfield to take a pee? Ya, he did that.
Again, funny to all the other parents, not so much for me. If I have to paint a positive spin on this, it is that Conner is CONFIDANT. Never embarrassed. Good thing and bad thing. :)
Now before you say, wow Conner is SPOILED. Swimming lessons, t-ball etc. Remember that Conner is three little boys in one body. The ENERGY this kid has shocks me, amazes me, exhausts me, and frustrates me!
I knew that I had to start him in some activities that would let him expend some of his energy.
It is now Fall, and we are notably sad about that. No more pool days or swimming lessons. I don't mean to be a downer, but man, the end of Summer signifies almost some kind of death to me. But, there are indeed positives about Fall. The sky is so beautiful and blue in the afternoon, perfect for taking a walk. Conner started pre-school at Rainbow Connection. Oh hallelujah, happy day, and every other happy word. He has truly reached a point where he needs more than I can give him. More socializing with kids as well as more direction from someone other than me. He has also started soccer class. (Again, a physical outlet is an absolute necessity right now.)
Conner's current interests (or should I say obsessions) are SUPER HEROS. He has batman and robin, superman, spiderman, hulk, and quite literally every other super hero you can think of. I am not kidding you when Conner was a baby and I would walk around the toy stores I would look at the action figures isle in a sense of disgust, "WHY?" "Why do people buy these things? You can't do anything with them. They're just little figures."
Well my life now revolves around them. Every time he deserves a reward it's a superhero. Or if I have something I really need to get done on some days and I need him occupied, give him a new super hero and he is good for five hours.
Last week he earned a big reward for getting all of his reward stars on his chart for two weeks. You know what he chose? A Batman Cave/house thing where all his super heros can live and play.
I will take a picture and post soon. Oh and while I am on it do you want to know what is the other bain of my existence? Not just super heros, but ARMY MEN. You know what I am talking about, the little green army guys. Another "toy" that makes NO sense to me. Yet every single day I am asked by beautiful blue eyes to play army men. "Play army men?" I wonder if he can hear the groan inside of me every time he asks. I try to play for like five minutes but truly, honestly and truly HOW THE HECK DO YOU PLAY ARMY MEN? Like, pick one up and say, "Hey I'm gonna get you," to one of the other army men? Ya and then what? Because my son expects me to do it forEVER. I last about five minutes and then hurt his feelings as I tell him I can't play anymore.
Why can't he let me read to him, draw and color with him, paint with him, play a game with him like memory or Candy Land...BUT NOOOOOO. It has to be SUPER HEROS or Army Men.
Can anyone reading this tell me I am not alone in my total avoidance in playing anything that requires me to use my imagination or a pretend "mean guy/good guy" voice?
And secondly can anyone tell me how to freaking "PLAY" army men? Because it certainly makes no sense to me.
Here are gazillions of pictures from the past few months. You can see why it has taken me a long time to post, too many pictures and too little time!


Connerisms: Conner was being a little too noisy in church and my mom was sitting with us because I had to play the piano for the primary program and she wanted to come hear me. Well he was getting giggly and my mom said, "Honey be quiet." And he said, "ACTUALLY, WE DON'T USE THE WORD QUIET IN OUR CHURCH."
It surely won't surprise you that the whole front row in front of us burst out laughing.

Conner came into our bed in the middle of the night and rolled all over me making it so I got no sleep. The next night I said, "Now Conner you cannot come into our bed in the night, because it makes it so I can't sleep." Conner responds, "Well, I can't sleep when you come into my bed either!" Right Conner, since I come sleep in your crib/toddler bed all the time. Paaalleeease!

Conner was complaining of an "owie" and I went up and touched it as I was sympathizing with him and he immediately pulls away from me and says in a very condoning tone, "Mom, don't you know that little kids don't like their owies touched?"

T-Ball!

Drummin'

Corey put Conner in the tree, Conner jumped to Corey, Corey was then pretty much incopacitated for two weeks, we thought his neck was broken because he couldn't move it and the pain was soooo bad.

Conner and his swimming teachers. Tyler on the left, Conner in the middle, Rachelle on the right. These lessons were at the Sports Mall and let me tell you it was the best thing we have ever done for him.

Super Hero lifeguard. Very intense.

Life guard on duty

Oh yea so I was leaning over Conner to help him brush his teeth one night and he didn't like that much. He jolted his head up and hit me right in the chin with his head. My teeth preceeded to go right thru (ENTIRELY) my lip. You can even see all the brusing at the bottom of my lip. Ya, teeth. alll. the. way. thru. lip. Black and blue and swollen for over a week. You should have seen the looks I got. Once the swelling went down it looked normal except the brusing went from bad to worse. COMPLETE BLACK. It looked as tho I had either gotten a pretty gnarly tatoo on my lip, or had stupidly been sucking on a ink pen and it leaked on me.

Dave Concert was great, black lip not so great. Felt reeeealy ugly but it is ok because Dave never ended up wanting to get together after the concert anyways. :) haha.

Dave Concert was wonderful... absolutely wonderful. As always.