I know I wasn't going to include any words to discuss the happiness of the little guy being in his toddler bed, but I do have one anecdote which is kinda funny. A few nights ago we put him to bed and we heard him playing and messing around in there, but we don't mind, as long as he doesn't come out of his room. Usually he grabs a couple trains or cars and plays with them while laying down in the bed anyway, since it is dark in his room. Anyway, we heard him in there talking and playing but he didn't come out so we just let him play himself to sleep. We went to check on him later when we were about to go to sleep, and he was laying asleep on the floor by the bedroom door, with his little fingers reaching underneath the door. He had been pushing the chalk from his chalkboard under the door piece by piece, and fell asleep amid all that fun. We popped him in his bed, and he stayed there for the rest of the night.
While I took few pictures, I can always count on my sister in law to catch some cute moments of Charlie playing with some of her kids. Here he is with his cousin Corban: And trying on a baby sister for size (his cousin Penny). He seemed to like her, and he was as gentle as possible. He really likes to point out all the body parts though, so we had to keep removing his paws from her eyes and mouth.
I really didn't take any good pictures of Christmas this year. However, here are a couple of Charlie in his Christmas jammies at least, and playing with the piècederésistance of his Christmas morning. Between Mom, Dad, Grandma, and Santa, he got a Thomas the Tank Engine set. He played with it all morning and then has been playing with it every day since. First thing in the morning he says "I want choochoo" or "I want momas" (We are working on the T in Thomas).
After Christmas morning at home, we got to visit with tons of family, so it was a wonderful couple of days (between Christmas Eve, Christmas, and the day after Christmas we got to see everyone). We were all very spoiled by loving relatives - Thanks!!! Charlie loves everything he got for Christmas especially and we love all of our wonderful grandparents, cousins, aunts uncles, and friends.
Finally, I do have a little bit of proof we were around on Christmas morning: No pictures of me because I am NOT a morning person (and because I take the pictures AND I do the blog, so I get to choose, so there!). Poor Greg is a morning person anyway and he loves Christmas morning (we did it late in my house growing up, so I have never really woken up at 5am to open presents.) so we had to negotiate. I said we could do Christmas morning whenever Charlie woke up, which is usually right around 8. Charlie did wake up in the middle of the night around 3am and Greg insisted that it was time for Christmas. Nice try! He went back to sleep (he was still having some leg/foot issues at the time, so we were still having to give him painkillers every few hours, so that is why he woke up in the middle of the night) and woke up at 7:30 (since I was asleep myself I cannot prove or disprove that Greg had anything to do with the hour at which Charlie rose).
Anyway, we had a wonderful Christmas and I hope that all of you did as well!
Something exciting happened last week at church. Greg got released from the scout program (quick church background: all the various positions are filled by regular joes; there isn't a paid clergy in our church. Therefore, you just get asked to do various things, and it only lasts a temporary amount of time, depending on what you do.) He has been in the scout program in this ward pretty much since we moved to California, so it has been 2 and a half years. He has loved every part of it, especially the boys (12-13 year olds) who are good and (mostly) sweet young men. However, it was his time, and he has been called into the nursery. He has really felt a weight lifted from his shoulders with all the work that was required with the scouting program, and he is also thrilled that in the nursery (with the 18 month olds to 3 year olds) he will get to engage in snack time. Charlie is very happy to have daddy in his class, also. When I saw him after church he pointed at dada and told me all about how they played. (By the way, just an anecdote, Greg likes to say that he has actually been in the scout program the whole time he has been a member of the church. He joined the church when he was 13, so he was a scout at that time. After we got married, he was in with the scouts and young men in Provo for the time we lived there. Then, he got called into Scouts almost immediately upon our move here.)
Regarding the pregnancy: still going strong! I hit the halfway point on Christmas Day. My health has been generally good, although this week I have had various minor symptoms that have made me a little cranky. Poor Greg gets the brunt of that I think. I dreamed last week, for example, that I was being operated on by a mad scientist (I think they were torturing me for information actually, which I would have gladly given up but I didn't know what it was) and I woke up in some significant back pain, just where the scientist was poking me. She kicks all day long, which is a blessing to know she is doing healthy in there. Sometimes I just have to remind myself of that. =) We are still undecided about names, but have some front runners. I actually really liked the name Violet for a few days before someone pointed out that then both of my children would be characters from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, and unless I was going to commit and have a Willy or Augustus, I better not do that one.
Charlie's foot is almost completely better. He isn't in as much pain (I think he is still a little stiff in the mornings, but doesn't complain) and we haven't had to use the Motrin too much since just after Christmas. I think the Motrin was partially responsible for his drastically decreased appetite over the last couple weeks, which also lead to him waking up in the middle of the night crying. So, the Motrin is gone and the eating is back, so he is sleeping again!! Hooray! (I might be in trouble when I don't sleep again for a year starting in May. I love to sleep. Although a friend with brand new baby #2 pointed out that there is just something that keeps you going when there is a little one around that you don't have sustaining you when you don't have a brand new baby.)
In other Charlie news, he is just having fun with all his new Christmas presents (he seriously has a lot of grandparents. Why did we even get him anything?) He wakes up every morning asking to "choo choo" and then runs to his train set. He has picked up new phrases such as "take it to the hole!" while playing with his little basketball hoop. Every morning he and I count down how much more time until Mommy gets to be home with him all the time! (I will take 2 weeks off before the baby is due, so I will be working until the end of April. Tomorrow I go in to tell my bosses that I am not coming back after this baby is born. I am sort of terrified. Cross your fingers for me.)
Anyway, Christmas pictures to follow at some point. Charlie and Greg got me a new computer for Christmas since mine broke back in October, so I am still figuring things out with it and it therefore doesn't have all the photos. I love it though. =)