Thankful

Happy Thanksgiving to one and all!  I was grateful to have time to make a real Thanksgiving meal for my family this year.  When I am teaching, there isn't much free time to prepare feasts; but since I am on maternity leave this year, I was able to cook all of Saturday morning and then serve-up my favourite hearty Ohio dishes in the early afternoon.  Jackson, who can be a picky eater, even ate his mashed potatoes with "syrup" (it was really gravy, but I let him call it syrup as long as he was eating).  Come to think of it, most of the meat that I try to get Jackson to eat is just another form of "chicken."

Jackson was crowned Star of the Week again at school on Friday for his "amazing work in phonics."  He is already reading the little books that his teacher sends home (two per week) and he is memorising his sight words to read more fluently.  We are so proud of his hard work and quick progress!

And, as we expected he would, Jackson has become quite popular amongst his peers.  He has a magnetic personality and innate leadership qualities which I guess contribute to his coolness.  (Lee and I still don't know where his sense of what is 'cool' comes from.)  When Jackson was in nursery, he was about one-and-a-half-years-old, and I noticed other babies giving offerings of toys to him when he entered the room.  Then, when he was in the two- and three-year-old classes, a lot of the other boys' moms would say that Jackson was their son's best friend.  But now, Jackson has reached a new level:  as we walk home from school and the other children are being driven away, we hear, "Bye, Jackson!" yelled out of rolled-down windows passing by.  One day, there were three different cars trying to get his attention!  The other day, one little girl shouted from across the street, "Jackson!  I love your hair!"  If only she knew that he barely lets me brush it in the morning.  When we walk down the sidewalk, I feel like I'm escorting the next Sir Paul McCartney and the resurrection of Beatlemania has begun.  (Especially with the long locks he's sporting since the barbershops are closed due to Coronavirus.  All he needs now is a 1960s Liverpudlian accent and we'll be good to go.)  Lee and I serve merely as his security and crowd control.  We try not to bring attention of this phenomenon to Jackson so as not to inflate his ego; however, I am really proud that he is well-liked by his peers.  It fills my heart to know that Jackson is making friends and being his kind, friendly self, putting his best foot forward at school.

Little Freddie had to get his six vaccinations (two shots in his legs and one dosage of an oral medicine) on Wednesday and our brave little boy only cried for about 45 seconds!  The doctor said that he is very strong and she was surprised at how much he was moving around.  She even forgot that he was only there for his first round of immunisations and thought it was his second round because of his size and strength.  Freddie is now 60 cm long and has a head circumference of 42 cm.  

Freddie is smiling a lot now and even giggling!  Also, he is a great babbler and has lots of conversations every day with me and Lee.  I also think that Freddie is going to be a problem-solver when he is older because when his pacifier (dummy, UK) falls out of his mouth and it's near his head, he will softly whimper and try really hard to push it back into place or turn his face toward it to grab it again.  He doesn't cry to 'ask' for help; he tries to fix the problem himself.  Freddie is still a wonderfully easygoing baby and he sleeps for long periods throughout the day.  He does, however, seem to have nightmares from time-to-time and will wake up, crying and screaming.  He settles down quickly when someone holds him and reassures him, though.  Freddie also loves baths and getting his diaper changed.  For some reason, he thinks the latter is really funny and always gives us big smiles and says "a-goo" very sweetly over and over.  

Currently, Freddie's favourite songs are Christmas pop songs, Humpty Dumpty, Baa Baa Black Sheep, Happy Birthday, and the Hamilton soundtrack; and if he's ever upset, when he listens to music, then he is soothed within seconds.  He even seems to appreciate our singing!  (A nice change from his brother who refers to our singing as 'moaning.')  I still can't believe how lucky we are to get this joyful, constantly happy baby!  

Jackson went to Drayton Manor, home of Thomas Land, last Christmas and he told us this past weekend that he wanted to go again.  We said that he couldn't this year because of the "bad cold" (which is what we call the virus).  Jackson responded, "But they have hand sanitiser!"

Earlier this week, when I stopped to talk to a neighbour on our walk home from school, Jackson went ahead a few steps and stayed by himself.  After I was done, Jackson said, "I was just talking to God and Santa, and I gave them a kiss when I said, 'Bye.'"

Lastly, I thought I had heard all of the "English" terms, but there is definitely more for me to learn.  Two weeks ago, Jackson's school sent an e-mail reminding parents that there was going to be "mufti day" to support the Children in Need charity.  I thought that they misspelled "multi" and maybe the children were supposed to wear multi-coloured clothes.  Then, I thought maybe the school forgot to capitalise "Mufti" and it was some English character who served as the mascot for Children in Need.  "Oh great," I thought, "Now I'm going to have to buy some Mufti costume so Jackson will fit-in with all of the other kids."  So, I googled where to find a 'Mufti Costume' and low-and-behold "mufti day" is another way to say non-uniform day!  Phew!  I didn't have to buy anything and Jackson was excited to wear his own stylish ensemble.  In Ohio, we didn't wear uniforms at school, so every day, we wore what we wanted to wear; however, when we join the workforce, there is something called "Casual Friday."  Here are all of the synonyms that I found for "mufti day" on Wikipedia:  casual clothes day, casual Friday, colour day, own clothes day, home clothes day, plain clothes day, non-uniform day, mufting day, free dress day, civvies day, dress down day, uniform-free day.  Gee whiz!

All-in-all, we are very thankful for our two beautiful boys.  No matter how stressful life gets--and we've had quite a few curveballs this year--we can find pure joy, love, and happiness in our little angels.

Our sweet little Freddie

Modelling headshot

Happy Thanksgiving!

Sending his letter to Santa

Back to Normal

Jackson returned to school this week and we made it through the whole five days without a phone call telling us that he needed to self-isolate again.  Yippee!  I was worried that we were chancing it by letting him go to stage school last Saturday, but it looks like we made a clean getaway.  

So Jackson had a full week of crafting, socialising, learning, and playing--and little Freddie had more time alone with me and Lee.  Since there aren't any "Mommy and Me" groups running at the moment, I've turned our living room into a baby learning hub.  We have set-up the keyboard for rhyme time and sing-alongs, the baby gym for reaching and kicking practice, and a motorised baby cradle for Freddie to have little catnaps.  Freddie has started grabbing and pulling things towards him like some of his toys and our hands.  He also started smiling a lot this week!  Freddie was already a very sweet and calm baby, but now he has the wide smile to match his loving personality. 

Since England entered a new stricter lockdown on Thursday, all of Jackson's activities have come to a halt.  His guitar lessons will still continue over video calls, but stage school, swimming, and gymnastics are all on hold.  I'm learning guitar chords along with Jackson, but he's much more skilled at it and has a knack for strumming the strings smoothly.  He says that he can't wait to do "shows in Southport" because he's seen the other buskers and wants people to throw money into his guitar case when he performs.  It's a nice break for Lee and I from taking Jackson to all of his activities, though.  Also, I won't feel like we're risking the exposure to the virus and I can relax a little bit about that.

We had our new washing machine delivered on Wednesday, however, that didn't come without its stressors.  When the delivery/installation man turned the valve, it cracked and started spraying water everywhere!  He managed to turn it tight enough so that only a little bit of water was dripping out, but it was still another problem that had to be fixed.  Nothing's ever easy.  Lee and I called about 10 local plumbers until we reached someone who said he could come around 5 o'clock (it was around Noon at the time).  Some of the plumbers were available, but didn't want to do the job!  Weird.  And another one said that he could come 'next week' which really wasn't that helpful.  Anyway, five o'clock rolled around and no one showed up.  We waited until six and decided we'd try again on Thursday.  I did try again, but that plumber never picked up his phone so we had to find another one.  Finally, we found someone who could come by quickly, and he was very efficient and friendly.  If anyone ever needs a plumber in the Southport area, call JDR Plumbing and Heating (07846 316320).  

So, we're hoping for another fairly uneventful week but we never know what's in store.  We just take one day at a time and make each day as fun as we can for our little boys.

Our photogenic little chaps

Freddie curled up and cosy with Daddy

Jackson showing off his amazing Bonfire Night crafts

Our sweet little autumn baby

Happy Halloween!

This was definitely a different kind of Halloween for us this year.  We made the decision to not let Jackson go trick-or-treating and I was questioning it all week until Saturday, when we only had one trick-or-treater come to the door.  I didn't want him to miss out and be upset since I suspected he would be seeing other children come knocking all day, but it all turned out for the best in the end and he didn't seem to mind at all.

Throughout last week, we did some Halloween activities to make-up for missing out on the regular festivities.  His class also did some amazing crafts the week before the half-term break, but since Jackson was self-isolating, he didn't get to take part.  I will never show him the photos of all the fun that his class had (his teacher posted them on Instagram) because it might break his heart.  I felt really sorry that he missed out on making the memories with his friends.  So, with the guilt weighing pretty heavily, I made sure to fit-in things to make this Halloween at home memorable for Jackson.

We made decorations for our entryway, baked brownies and decorated them with a frosting spiderweb, read Halloween books (five new ones for our home library), bobbed for apples, carved pumpkins, and watched Halloween movies and shows.  Jackson got to dress-up for his gymnastics lesson and he chose to go as a ninja.  Then, for his drama school, there was a "crazy hair and make-up contest" for which Jackson wanted to be a werewolf.  He was really sad that he didn't win (and so was I!).  The poor little thing was crying with tears running through his werewolf whiskers.  Jackson even stalled leaving the school in the hopes that his teachers would change their minds, I think.  It's really hard to say that 'winning isn't everything' and 'all that matters is that you tried your best' with a sympathetic smile to your little one when you heard him talk all week about the contest and that he hoped to come home with the big prize.  Jackson felt a little better when he went into the village to get a consolation cupcake and he received lots of compliments from passersby.  He even scared a real dog!  The dog was aggressively barking at him and made Jackson jump about a foot off the ground.  

From the sounds of it, that may have been the last 'stage school' meeting for a while since England is entering a month-long lockdown again where we can only go outside of our houses for school, work, and food.  At least Jackson will have a bit of normalcy when he gets to see his friends at school and play ninjas again on the playground.  

Our little Freddie now weighs approximately 13 pounds and he is still as lovely as ever.  He sleeps soundly and sometimes only wakes up once during the night.  Freddie has such a calm personality and I am predicting that he will be a very kind child.  He was observing his surroundings in his bassinet the other day and feeling the ribbing of the woven basket through its white eyelet cover.  He ran his hand down and up again and seemed to be taking in the new texture, trying to figure out if he liked it or not.  Freddie loves to hear Jackson singing to him and responds well to the songs Hush, Little Baby and Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star.  Freddie is now wearing some 3-6 month-sized baby clothes.  He fits in some longer 0-3 month outfits, but most of them are too short for him already!  

In other news, our washing machine broke the other day.  Luckily, Lee caught the problem quickly and stopped it from leaking too much water all over the kitchen.  (In England, a lot of the big appliances are located in or near the kitchen.)  We have a new one arriving on Wednesday which is good timing since the lockdown begins on Thursday.  Phew!  

Jackson's designs for 2020

Ready to star in the next remake of Footloose

His werewolf make-up

Freddie, sporting a cardigan hand-stitched by my good friend, Sally