Ryan's Christmas program

Today was Ryan's last day of preschool for the year, and that meant it was party time! The kids had chocolate pudding, juice, and a variety of other treats to celebrate before it was time for the big show. All the parents were invited to attend the last twenty minutes of class to watch the kids sing all the Christmas songs they have been working on. It was pretty cute to see 20 little kids running around with big green "Christmas trees" on their heads trying to find their spot on the circle. When everyone was finally situated, the songs began and to my surprise, Ryan seemed almost completely oblivious to what was going on. For days he has been talking about all the songs he has learned and seemed very excited to have everyone (me, Trav, and Lauren) there to watch him, but in the end, maybe stage fright got the best of him - oh well, there will be plenty more opportunities in the future. Here he is getting his hat on and finding the perfect spot on the circle. And here he is not singing "Jingle Bells" - not sure what he was doing, it looks like maybe he had something in his eye, but I'm pretty sure he didn't - just dinking around I guess.

Naughty or nice?

Naughty or nice, that seems to be the question of the season, and lucky for us, we have a hat that shows exactly how the kids are doing . . .

such a nice little boy

he worked really hard to pull off this naughty faceLauren wanted nothing to do with the hat - naughty

Here she gives her best "nice"pose even though she just got done ripping Ryan's drawer apart - notice all the debris laying around her? Yeah, she did that. Maybe that is why she wouldn't put the hat on the nice way - after all, lying to Santa cannot be a good thing. After Lauren's destruction of Ryan's drawers, she managed to put his undies to use in a new, very stylish way . .

Yes, those are Ryan's Nemo undies, and yes, she loved having them on her head - I think she is getting my sense of style already (not that I put underwear on my head, but I have made some awful outfit decisions in the past) and although she looks great, I'm a little worried what the future might hold. We'll have to get Auntie in here to straighten her out before it's too late!

Ryan tells us how it all works

A little background on this video. Ryan and Trav had just finished watching "Santa Clause 2" when they came running up the stairs with Ryan talking faster than I have ever heard him (and that says a lot because he is always talking a mile a minute). Anyway, he started right in with mom, "Santa is coming", "he has a big deer named Check", "he is the boy's daddy", "the fireplace gets big", and on and on it went until he finally stopped and I could try to put it all together. That is when Trav told me they were watching the movie - okay, now it all makes sense. Check the reindeer is "Chet" the reindeer from the movie, also the dad in the movie does become Santa Claus, and the fireplace does indeed grow bigger when Santa wants to go down it. So after listening to this endlessly for the next ten minutes, I asked Ryan to tell me about it again so I could tape him, and he of course was more than happy to do so. But, we couldn't stand in the kitchen, we had to go downstairs so he could show me how it all worked . . . so off we went. Here is the outcome. This is why Christmas is going to be so much fun this year!


By the way, Ryan's excitement grows more and more each day as Christmas gets closer. I could seriously have my camera out on a daily basis just to catch all the new things he is excited about. Today Auntie got a little taste of it as she got to sit and listen on the phone as Ryan described in detail what was going to happen on Christmas. To make Auntie's day, he asked her what she wanted and her reply, "a car." He then asked, "what color?" (like it was just going to show up if he knew the specifics). Apparently not getting a response soon enough from Auntie, he offered up red, and she agreed. So it appears Ryan will be getting a fire guitar and a police helmet, I'll get a bow for my hair (somehow Ryan figured that is what I needed so he put in my request to Santa for me), and Auntie will have a bright, shiny new red car in her garage - how fun, I can hardly wait for my bow, and Auntie's new car (come on big guy, you have to pull through on this or Ryan will be crushed - I assume Auntie will as well).

Code Yellow

"Code yellow, code yellow" . . . that is what I heard on my walkie while working at Target the other night. I vaguely remember something about code reds, yellows, and greens from orientation, but I've never actually heard any of them over the walkie before so I completely forgot (or maybe didn't pay close enough attention during orientation) what they meant. As I tried to remember the meaning, it became very obvious to me when the person speaking into the walkie followed the "code yellow" with, "he is wearing a green shirt and black pants, has dark hair and his name is Merrick" - oh crap, code yellow is a missing kid alert! Instantly I stopped what I was doing and began looking around the store in any place a little boy might decide to hide out in. It was actually quite amazing how quickly all the Target employees went into action. Everyone stopped what they were doing and searched the store high and low. All entrances to the building were locked, and no one was allowed in or out. There were red shirts in just about every aisle, and about 3 minutes after the initial alert was announced, the little boy was found hiding out in the woman's sleepwear section by one of my fellow employees - who says working at Target isn't stressful! During the 3 minutes or so (which felt more like 10) it took to find this little boy, I started to get very worried. What if that little boy was Ryan and I was the mom frantically looking for him - not a fun thought. Anyway, in the end, it all worked out great, the boy was found and reunited with his mom; who was both happy, and mad that her little guy wandered off in the first place, and we all went back to our normal routines. To my surprise, on my very next shift which was two days later, I heard the "code yellow" alert again (come on people, you've got to start watching your kids when you are out and about). I had a hunch this one was coming because as I was working in the accessory area I noticed a little boy running around while he mom was searching the racks. Every once in a while, she would yell for him and he would pop out from wherever he was hiding and go running to her - not my kind of parenting style, but whatever. Anyway, about 5 minutes after finishing up in that area, the "code yellow" alert is sent over the walkie with an exact description of the little boy I had just seen running around (whose mother had better things to do than watch him obviously) so I headed back towards the accessories area again and began looking around - not there. After that, I headed to the next section, the women's sleepwear (what is it with little boys and this section), and found him laying underneath a rack. When I tried to talk to him, he got up and ran away (maybe his mom told him not to talk to strangers at least). Luckily, he is little and I'm big, so it wasn't too hard to keep up with him. As he was running, his mom happened to be heading our way so he ended up running right into her arms - another happy ending. So, what is the moral of this story - WATCH YOUR KIDS!

Onto other Target news . . . big Pat Williams was in the house this past Friday. Seems he and his lady friend needed to stock up on some goods before he headed to Arizona for the big football game on Sunday. I was surprised that he didn't look as huge in person as I thought he would have. Most people in the store didn't agree with me on this one, but most people probably didn't have a huge brother growing up, and most people probably didn't hang around 300 pounds plus guys in college. So maybe Pat is a little bigger than them, but, still not the giant I thought he would be.

Enough the with the Target news for now.

Other big news, Lauren is cutting two molars. The first eight teeth she cut were a piece of cake - not much crying, in fact, we hardly even knew what was going on until the teeth were actually through. This is not the case with the big teeth. The babe is crabby, crabby and wants her mom all the time. I can't say I don't love all the attention, but I could certainly do without all the crying and tantrums that go along with it. They feel like they are almost through so hopefully this will all end very soon.

Gotta go put the boy to bed now. Time to turn off the computer and say goodnight.

A Christmas Letter

Every year around Christmas time, I anxiously await the arrival of that first Christmas card in the mail. It is so fun to see pictures of how everyone has changed over the year, and on a rare occasion, we’ll still get an actual Christmas letter or two. These are my favorite as it is sometimes the only chance I have to read about what is happening in the lives of my friends and families. Because I get so much joy out of these letters, I decided I was going to write a Christmas letter this year as well. But, then I got to thinking and realized our whole life over the past year has been pretty much covered in this blog so that didn’t leave me with much to write about – there goes our Christmas letter. But, not completely defeated, I decided instead to write this little tidbit and post it to the blog. It covers the highlights and maybe even touches on a few things I haven’t yet covered in the blog, who knows. So here goes . . .

The year started off with the arrival of our baby girl, Lauren, who was born on Nov 28, 2007. While on maternity leave with her, our daycare got shut down by the county (every parent’s worst nightmare) so Trav and I decided that it would be best if I became a stay-at-home mom. I quit my job on Feb 16th and it will definitely go down as one of the best days in my life - I worked for a short, evil little man – so it was easy to leave and having more time with the kids sealed the deal. After working through the adjustment of being at home full-time and living on one income, we have finally gotten to a place where we are all happy and enjoy our new, less stressful lives. Trav (lucky for us) still has his job, which he has grown to love (okay, maybe love is a bit much, but he does seem to enjoy it). He has also started his own recruiting company – Ryan Douglas, LLC – (nice name don’t you think?) with one of his college friends. After having minimal success at the beginning of the year, he has found his stride and things are going good – he is truly our sugar-daddy and we are so proud of him for all of his hard work and dedication. Without him doing all he does, I would never be able to be the mom I have always wanted to be and for that, I am very thankful.

Onto the kiddos . . . Ryan continues to provide constant entertainment and pure joy. The kid never stops talking, but lucky for us (and everyone else who hears him); most of the stuff that comes out of his mouth is very humorous. 2008 brought many changes for Ryan, the biggest being that he became a big brother. He wasn’t too impressed with the new title at first, but has become a great big brother throughout the year by providing Lauren with hugs and kisses when necessary, and giving the doctor an occasional tongue lashing for giving his baby sister shots – a true sign of a good big brother. He also became an official “big boy” at the start of the year by being completely potty trained, started pre-school (which he loves), and just recently dropped the sippy cup for good – all huge milestones for him. Lauren did the usual “baby stuff” for the first half of the year – rolled over, sat up by herself, started eating solid foods - but lately she has really started to show us her true self. She is nosy (always in everyone’s business, especially Ryan’s), has an attitude whenever you try to get her to do something she doesn’t want to do, but through it all, is still the happiest baby ever. The kid smiles and laughs about 90% of the day and cries the other 10% (usually whenever she sees food that is not in her mouth, or has to get dressed – she hates it). For the most part, she keeps herself busy; so much in fact, it is easy to forget she is even in the house sometimes because she is off doing her own thing – an overall good little girl.

Now for me – what can I say, I am a frumpy, un-showered, stay-at-home mom who kicks back and eats bon-bons on a daily basis while the kids run wild - I wish! Actually, the frumpy and un-showered parts might be slightly true, but the rest is just a dream. This stay-at-home mom stuff is tough, but so worth it. The kids keep me entertained everyday and in turn, I take care of them the best I can. I have also tried to step up my wifely duties by learning to be a better cook for my hard-working man, and rubbing his feet every night - a small price to pay for the opportunity to stay home.

That about sums up the 2008 year for the Quast family – nothing too exciting, but fun non-the-less. We wish everyone a safe and happy holiday season and hope to see many of you in the near future.

Lots of love from the Quast clan.

PS I hope you all know that foot rubbing thing doesn’t really happen, it just fit so perfectly I had to throw it in there.

Happy Birthday Ryan

Gosh, it seems like Ryan just had his 3rd birthday, and yet, the big day is here again. How is that possible? Well, at Ryan's preschool, they like to celebrate every kid's birthday during the school year, and because he has a summer birthday, they use the kid's half-birthday dates (in Ryan's case, Dec 13th, which happens to be a Sat) and have that be the day the kids celebrate their "pretend" birthdays - what a deal! Anyway, to keep with the huge "pretend" theme, I decided I would be a great mom and make "pretend" M&M cookies for Ryan to bring for his birthday treat to class. Let me tell you, making pretend cookies is way easier than making the real thing, I just jump in the car, go to the grocery store, and come back ten minutes later with two dozens perfectly round cookies - don't I just make the perfect pretend Mom! Actually, I couldn't make homemade cookies anyways because all treats brought to class have to be store bought otherwise, you can bet I would have, and I'm sure they would have tasted just as good (maybe not). Anyway, as the Birthday Boy at school, Ryan got to be the teacher's helper, sit at the "birthday spot" during circle time, and be the leader when the kids line up at the door to get ready to go home. Here he is walking out class - first in line, just the way he likes it.

As we were getting his winter gear on to head home, one of the moms comes over to me and says, "I just have to tell you, Ryan is the sweetest little boy." I of course smiled, who wouldn't want to hear that their kid is sweet. Anyway, this mom (still don't know her name even though I talk to her almost every Tues and Thurs.) tells me that lately her daughter, Lindsey, has been talking about Ryan a lot. It turns out she has been having a hard time lately at school and Ryan has been the one kid who has helped her through it. Apparently he makes her happy (a little side story, when we walked into school today, Lindsey was the first person he saw, and he walked right up to her and with a kooky smile and some hand gestures, said, "I'm going to make you smile Lindsey." The still un-named mom, myself, and the teachers all laughed when we saw him do this and one of the teachers said, "you must laugh everyday with him around" - so true) and always makes a point to play with her - is it weird that I am super proud of him for doing that? Anyway, Lindsey's mom is telling me all of this, and then says, when she was helping out when the kids took a field trip to the pumpkin patch this fall, Ryan happened to be sitting on a hay bail all by himself and Lindsey was sitting on another hay bail with some of her gal pals, when she walked up to her mom, and said, "I'm going to go sit by Ryan so he has some friends too" - doesn't this stuff just melt your heart? Why can't adults be like this. Anyway, it seems the two of them have been their for each other and have formed a tight little bond. I'm so happy to know that Ryan understands how people feel, and he knows how to be nice to others. I'm not sure where he got it from considering Trav and I probably weren't the best role models (word has it Trav was sort of meanie to other kids when he was little, and I know I had a mean streak myself), but we're happy he has it.

Onto Lauren, she had a couple of big moments this week starting with her first visit to the "gym school", which is just the daycare at the gym we workout at, on Monday. Kids have to big at least one before they can go so I decided to try it out and she did great. I literally walked in the door with the kids, got their coats off, and they both took off towards the toys - no tears, no looking back, just time to play. I'm sure it helped that Ryan was there as a familiar face for her, but the teacher said she never cried, and just spent her time checking out all the new toys. I'm so excited about this, because now on real crummy days, I know I can just pack up the kids and drive the three blocks to the gym which gets them out of the house, and gets me some good exercising time - a win, win for everyone. She has also started preferring to walk over crawling, but has yet to completely master the skill. She kind of looks like a little Frankenstein when she walks with her arms straight out for balance, and a nice, slow pace to prevent any falls -whatever is takes to get the job done I guess. A couple more weeks and I think she'll have it down for good.

That is all for now. The kids are napping and I need to get some stuff taken care of around the house before our big outing tonight - we are taking the kids to our neighbor's 9th grade basketball game - Ryan can hardly wait to see his bud, Ashley, out on the floor "shooting hoops" as he likes to say.

Fun weekend: Part II

The fun continues . . . after a great night of sleep for everyone (both kids slept in until almost 8am!), we were all energized and ready for some fun. After sitting at the kitchen table and watching the snow come down for about a half hour, Ryan and I decided we should go outside and see it up close. When we ran the idea by Trav, he thought he and Lauren should tag along as well, so it turned into a family outing. But, before we could brave the elements, we had to get everything ready. I went out to the garage to pull down the sleds and found that only one of them had a rope on it to pull, so it was time to head to the hardware store to take care of that problem. After getting some new rope for both sleds (the rope we already had was too short), we bundled up the kids and headed down the street to a neighborhood park with some good sledding hills. This was Lauren's first time in the sled and she absolutely loved it. She would drag her hand along in the snow and lick her mitten as we walked and Ryan just loved being outside after so many cold days stuck inside. Daddy got to do most of the sled pulling while I took all the pictures. When we got to the park, Ryan showed how brave he was by going down the hills by himself. Daddy started off by giving him gentle pushes, but by the last ride down, Trav gave him a pretty good shove, and Ryan paid for it at the end of the ride by falling out of the sled (second video). The good part was that he didn't even cry, in fact, he smiled and said he liked it - a kid can always count on his dad to toughen him up a bit. After sledding, we walked back home and the boys shoveled out the driveway while Lauren and I went inside to warm up. A quick lunch and some warm hot chocolate, and everyone was in bed sleeping - this is way I love busy mornings with the kids, by the time 1:00pm rolls around, everyone (including parents) are ready to sleep the rest of the day away. Another fun day, another first for Lauren.




And finally . . . pictures of the kids and their rosy, red cheeks!