Saturday, November 10, 2012

Michaela Turns 5!

November 6, 2012 Michaela Ann Kessel turned the big 5.  She is growing into such a little lady.  This last year we have seen a little less sass and a little more lady.  Michaela has turned into quite the little social butterfly.  She makes friends wherever she goes, with her infectious smile and creative imagination, it's not hard to like her. She is going to preschool and enjoys that.  Her favorite things lately are to dress up and dance and sing, draw, write little notes and color.

For her birthday party she wanted a Barbie Princess and the Popstar.  (It's a movie.  Even the boys like it!)  She invited the girls from her preschool class and a few from our old neighborhood along with all her cousins.  We started off making bead necklaces then watched the movie, opened gifts and played games.    We had such a great time and appreciate what wonderful friends and family we have in our lives.



Opening presents on her birthday--thank you everyone for all the gifts!



The party stuff 

Making necklaces

Making her necklace











Blowing out her candles


Michaela in her popstar outfit and new necklace she made

I'm 5!

She loves to dress up in some of the silliest outfits.




Thursday, November 1, 2012

Normal?

One thing we discovered this last year is that Jake talks a lot in his sleep and does some mild sleep walking.  I talked with the pediatrician and he told me not to worry about, it was perfectly normal.

Um, okay.  What about this:

It's 10 PM at night, and I'm just browsing Facebook.  Jake comes in with his PJ top on, but nothing else.  "Jake, you okay?"  He blinks at me and mumbles something about his leg.  We walk upstairs, I give him Tylenol, and ask him, "Jake, where are your pants and underwear?"  He blinks at me again and mumbles something incomprehensible and just stands there.  I walk him up to bed, and he crawls in and pulls the covers over him.  "Um...Jake," I whisper, "You need to get some pants on."  He gets up, flips on the light even though his older brother is dead asleep (thankfully) on the top bunk.  I quickly flip it off.  He just stands there looking at me and gets back into bed.  I fumble around in the dark and find some underwear in his drawer, put them on and cover him while I try to stifle my laughter.