When Grandpa W came to visit he brought one of Brian's old Superman books with him. Brian is a HUGE Superman fan, so we have been working on teaching him Superman and how to make a "whooshing" flying sound after we say it. Yesterday Chase came running up to me squealing, "Soup-man! Soup-man!" I turned around and he had the Superman book in his hand. I pointed to Superman and said, "Who's that?" His reply: "Daddy!" Brian was so proud. He then pointed to a lady Superman was saving and said, "Mommy!" Awwwww....
With all the Superman hype going on yesterday I thought, "Wait a minute.... Didn't Grandma K buy you some Superman PJ's awhile back?" Yes, she did. They were way too big when she bought them but I put them away until he was big enough. I pulled them out and sure enough, they were size 2T. Here he is showing them off, with his new cheesy smile!
And here's a shot of the removable cape:
And this next photo made me laugh. For those of you who watch
Smallville (of course Brian does!), here is our little Superman on red kryptonite:
I find this all very funny because just before changing into his Superman PJ's for the night we had major bathtub drama. The Daily Planet headline would have read something like this:
SUPERMAN NO MATCH FOR BATHTUB FUZZIES
Chase is terrified of anything floating in the bathtub. I have to make sure there are no towel fuzzies left in the tub and make sure he doesn't have sock fuzzies between his toes before he gets in. If not... let the drama begin! He's in the bath and having a good time when all of a sudden he spots something floating toward him. He lets out a scream of sheer terror, jumps to his feet and starts clinging to me, trying to climb out of the tub. Getting him to calm down is NOT an easy task.
Half the time I can't even see what he is screaming about, it's so small. When I
can find it I scoop it out and spend a lot of time showing him the fuzzy and letting him touch it, saying, "It's just a fuzzy. Fuzzies are our friends. We like fuzzies. They can't hurt you." Once he's face-to-face with the fuzzy he is OK, but when they start floating toward him it's the same thing all over again! And god forbid I don't see it and it's about to touch him! He tries to run around the tub as I try to get him to sit down. It is not a fun battle.
The first time he did it I will admit I laughed hysterically. I felt like such a bad mom because he was seriously TERRIFIED and I could not pull myself together. I could barely hold him I was laughing so hard.
So, anyway, when I put those Superman PJ's on after the bath last night I thought, "What a superhero!!" Ha ha!
OH, well. He'll always by my little hero, anyway.
And it came with this disclaimer:
Ummmmm.... OK. Wow. Really? They have to put that on there? What exactly does that say about us as people? 
For Christmas I got Brian tickets to the Alamo Bowl in San Antonio to see Mizzou play Northwestern last night, so we spent the night in San Antonio while my parents watched Chase (Thanks again, Mom and Dad)! It was a GREAT game. We had a blast! Mizzou beat Northwestern 30-23 in overtime and Brian was freaking out.
And here's the finished product!
I think they were good luck charms myself. ;)
OK, I have now had a chance to somewhat organize all the photos we took Christmas Eve and Christmas morning. With three cameras it was quite the project! Here's a little recap of Chase's third Christmas.
He loved it so much, he had to open some of his other presents while riding it:
Grandma and Grandpa W's hit gift was his railroad set, which we bought some Thomas the Trains for:
They also got him a remote control dinosaur, but it was a little scary at first...
...so the dinosaur went night night:
Chase did occupy himself with packing peanuts while we "big kids" opened our gifts:
It was a pretty sweet deal! We opened all of our gifts while he played in the "snow," and then we were able to focus fully on his stuff when we were done. Thanks, Chase!
We have had a very nice holiday so far. Hey, it's almost 5:00 and I'm still in my PJ's. It doesn't get much better than this! We went to church last night and Chase enhanced the service with some commentary and one huge belch as a little boy was reading some scripture.
I'm in the process of downloading more photos and will write more when that monumental task is complete!
He looks a little distressed, but he was actually just beginning one of those cheesy smiles of his! Too bad they didn't catch it. My parents said it was quite funny!
...and then dove right in (literally)!
Happy Birthday (again), Chase!
When you get your Christmas card from us this year, here is proof that Chase really did sign them all himself!
We then rolled out some of his gifts in the wagon Grandma and Grandpa W got him!
He LOVED his wagon and had to open the rest of his presents while sitting inside.
We got him a Superman shirt...
...and (my personal favorite) a pair of dinosaur slippers!
He played in his wagon all night and even watched Frosty the Snowman in it. All in all he had a great 2nd birthday... with another one to follow in less than a week!
Gotta love him!
When Grandpa W came to visit he brought one of Brian's old Superman books with him. Brian is a HUGE Superman fan, so we have been working on teaching him Superman and how to make a "whooshing" flying sound after we say it. Yesterday Chase came running up to me squealing, "Soup-man! Soup-man!" I turned around and he had the Superman book in his hand. I pointed to Superman and said, "Who's that?" His reply: "Daddy!" Brian was so proud. He then pointed to a lady Superman was saving and said, "Mommy!" Awwwww....
And here's a shot of the removable cape:
And this next photo made me laugh. For those of you who watch Smallville (of course Brian does!), here is our little Superman on red kryptonite:
I find this all very funny because just before changing into his Superman PJ's for the night we had major bathtub drama. The Daily Planet headline would have read something like this:
...but then he decided it was more fun to play in the paper all the ornaments were wrapped in!
Then after Chase went to bed we decided to finally open the bottle of champagne that was meant for our 5th wedding anniversary in June! On our anniversary we were still in temporary housing and our anniversary bottle was still on the moving truck. From there we just kept putting it off and waiting for the right moment to crack it open! Feeling festive as we decorated the house, we figured it was time.
(Late) Happy Anniversary to us!
