Being a parent has its ups and downs. It’s scary moments and it’s happy ones. If you’ve read this blog from the beginning you know I enjoy poking fun at parent life and how incredibly simple, yet so complex raising children can be.
However, nothing can prepare you for the day your NEST Home Monitoring system pages your phone to alert you that the house is filling with smoke. There is a level of panic that sets in that is unlike any other. Your babies, your significant other, you loving puppies, your valuables, and years of memories all going up in smoke.
You immediately panic. That is until your five and a half year old FaceTimes you to tell you that everything is ok, it was just grandma burning the meatballs.
It’s nice to know that my son also provides live coverage of ongoing events at my house. It’s like having my very own home monitoring system with built-in live narration from a kindergartner.
The good thing… we’re all fine (everyone except the meatballs)!!!
This kid has more friends at one than his mother and I combined!
Typical little boy… Loved playing with all the trucks at the “Touch a Truck” event.
Speaking of trucks… Did anyone else have those old school truck bed sheets when they were a toddler? The trucks looked like block trucks (not sure if that’s a technical term or not, but I’m pretty sure it is).
I need to find those sheets for sale somewhere. It is a rite of passage for all little boys to have at least one set of truck sheets and I need Jax to own these particular truck sheets… Keep an eye for us will ya?!!???
In keeping with a Stony Hill (Bethel) tradition Jax got to meet Santa on the Stony Hill Fire Truck outside my parents house. He was making his last few rounds before heading back to the North Pole for final XMAS prep.
The kid wasn’t even phased. Can’t scare this little guy with a fat belly and white beard… Take that HoHoHo and save it for someone who is crying. Jax? He just wants a photo op.
It was pretty cute though. Jax was in awe! Just staring at him. It’s was a cool moment since it’s where I grew up. This was where I used to see Santa every Christmas as a kid.