Here is an old video of Damon. He was about 13 months old. Eric titled the video, "Look out Below." Just in case you were wondering, no one was harmed, I mean permanently harmed in the filming of this video!
One week ago today, we received the sad news that Eric's Grandmother had passed away at age 87. While the news was difficult, we are reassured that her death ended the suffering she had endured as a result of at least 2 strokes over the past 3 years. I only knew Grandma Pat for about 8 years, and really only knew the Grandma Pat that everyone else knew for about 5 years. I now wish I had known her even better. What an amazing lady she was. I just found out last week that she was born in Canada and was part French Canadian. I wish I could go back in time and ask her more about her childhood. But I know from the stories that were told at her funeral that I will be able to learn more about her from her children and grandchildren.
The service was beautiful, just the way she would have wanted it, a beautiful Catholic mass with her favorite psalms and hymns. On the way to the cemetery, the ground was covered with a fresh blanket of snow and the sun was shining, even though the temperature was only in the single digits. During lunch her family members shared stories about her, many showing her sense of humor. I remember Grandma Pat always looking so beautiful and put together, which I think is rare for someone in her eighties.
I know her family will miss her dearly, especially her husband Roger and children.
Thank you, Grandma Pat, for making such a wonderful impression on me!
I can't believe I forgot to post about our sweet daughter's birthday! Kiley turned the big 11 last Monday the 12th! We will actually celebrate her birthday next weekend when she is with us. But I just wanted to wish her very Happy 11th Birthday and say that I can't believe how fast time flies. When I "officially" met Eric in 2000, Kiley was about the age Damon is now! I feel like I blinked and 8 years have passed! I just want to say, "Slow down, girl, you're growing up too fast!" We all love you very much, Kiley!
I know it's a little past Christmas, but I still wanted to blog about what a wonderful Christmas we had. Our first family Christmas celebration was December 20th and we finished our last one on January 1st. That is 12 days of family get togethers and holiday fun.
The Smiley Christmas was so much fun this year with both of our boys really getting into (literally) the presents. Marshall wanted to open anything in sight that had wrapping paper on it. Damon opened his first present, a Little Einsten rocket, and then didn't want to open anything else. We finally convinced him that there was more fun and toys to be had. Kiley received a DS and she and her two cousins Alivia and Corban spent most of the day chatting back and forth and playing video games.
Christmas day was pretty quiet with just Eric, me and the boys. BTW, this was the first Christmas morning that we have ever woken up in our own home and the first Christmas morning that I have not woken up in my parent's house. But we decided this was the year to start making our own traditions. We went to church Christmas Eve and read "'Twas the Night Before Christmas" before going to bed. Christmas morning we took the first annual picture coming down our stairs. After presents, Eric's parents came over for breakfast and to see the boys gifts. Our new Christmas dinner tradition was making homemade pizzas. Damon had so much fun topping his pizza. And Papa John's has nothing on the Smileys' spicy barbecue chicken pizza!
The Fisher family celebration began on December 30th with my entire family arriving at our house, Mom and Dad, Todd, Sherry and Chaz from Nashville, TN, and Adam and Melody from Eugene, OR. This marked the first time that we had all been together with spouses, stepchildren and the newest little ones. We had a blast from staying up playing cards until 2:30am, to the big birthday bash at Red Robin and a visit by President Nixon (the only way I can explain this one is "Todd Family Tradition.")
I had 11 days off and Eric had about 9 days off, so it was great to just spend tons of time with the kids.
Anyway, I'll leave you with a few pictures to show how much fun we had!
I was helping Marshall with a project that he was putting togther with a hammer and nails. I tried to help him hammer and he said, "Mommy you can't hammer, you're not a guy! Daddy's a guy, Damon's a guy and I'm a guy, but you're not a guy, yet!" ~September 2010
This morning I heard Eric say, "Don't do that Damon." (chuckle chuckle) I walked around the corner and found Damon squeezing the cup of my bra that was hanging from the doorknob and saying "squeak, squeak." ~April 2010
Me: "Damon, what is Christmas all about?" D: "Santa!" M: "No, whose birthday is on Christmas?" D: "My birthday!" M: "No, silly, it's Jesus' birthday!" D: "No, Mrs. Johnson said Christmas is my birthday!" M: "I'm pretty sure Mrs. Johnson told you it's Jesus' birthday!" D: Pauses..."Jesus told me it's MY birthday...!" Sigh! ~December 2009
From the backseat...Marshall: Damon stop spitting! Damon: I'm not doing anyfing! I'm just spitting Jingle Bells! ~December 2009
Damon upon seeing the first snow fall, "Snow! Can we get out the boat with the rope?" ~December 2009
Anyone who comes into contact with Marshall when Damon isn't around can still tell that he has a big brother. The other day at daycare, my babysitter overheard Marshall talking to one of the little boys who is about 15 months old. He said, "No, Nolan. Don't make me fight you. You're a baby." Oh no, I have the daycare bully! ~September 2009
Damon has started skipping naps now and then on the weekend. I've told him that he has to have quiet time, but since he is a big boy, he doesn't have to take a nap if he is not tired. One day while Marshall was napping and he wasn't, he said, "Someday, Marshall is going to be a big boy like me. He will get big and be just like me, so there will be two Damons." I said, "Wow, two Damons?! That's scary!" He replied, "That's not scary Mommy, that's cute!" ~August 2009
We were driving to the babysitters house one morning and out of the blue Damon said, "Mommy, when I get big I want to be a mommy." I told him that when he got big he couldn't be a mommy, but he could be a daddy. He pouted and said firmly, "But I don't want to be a daddy, I want to be a mommy." ~August 2009
When Marshall falls asleep at night I can hear him in the monitor saying, "No Katie, No Wooby," over and over again. Katie and Ruby are 2 little girls at daycare and he talks about them all the time! ~April 2009
When Kiley was about 6 years old, she said when she was old enough, she was going to be on American Juniors, a show that was like American Idol for kids. When I asked her what she would sing, she replied very confidently, "One, Two, Buckle My Shoe!" ~2003
On Easter monring, I was walking down the stairs with Damon as we were getting ready to leave for Church. I had a long pink skirt on. He touched my skirt and said, "You a princess, Mommy!" I think it was the sweetest compliment I've ever received. Sniff, sniff.~April 2009
The other night I told Damon we were having quesadillas. He got so excited and just started singing "quesadillas! quesadillas!" over and over again. Then he started leading me upstairs to Kiley's room saying "come on Mommy, we have to get the quesadillas." He led me to her closet and that's when I realized he thought I was talking about Kiley's DS! He is obsessed with her Nintendo DS and only gets to play with it on special occasions. It was too cute. ~March 2009
This quote isn't from a toddler's mouth, but still quite cute. I was having a conversation with Kiley the other day and it went something like this. "What are you giving up for Lent?" Kiley responded, "Well, I'm not really giving up anything for Lent this year because I already feel like I eat pretty healthy. So I have decided that for Lent I am going to try and be a better person, by doing things like getting my homework done early." When did my little girl grow up to such a sweet 11 year old?~March 2009
Me-"Damon, are you a bear?"
Damon-"No Mommy, I not a bear."
Me-"Are you a boy?"
Damon-"Yeah, I'm a boy."
Me-"Is Mommy a boy?"
Damon-"No, you not a boy."
Me-"Is Mommy a girl?"
Damon-"No Mommy, you not a girl, you cute."~February 2009
Recently, Damon was doing something to "test" me, and I said, "Damon, I'm not playing that game." The other night, Damon was playing with my large exercise ball and Marshall came up to try and play too. I heard Damon say to him very sternly, "Marshall, I'm not playing that game." Apparantly, he does hear what I say! ~January 2009
A few weeks ago, we were at McDonalds with my mother and father-in-law and niece and nephew. Damon was running around and stopped at our table for a second. He grunted and made his "poopy" face. Then he looked at me and said, "I can't do my poopy, Mommy," and took off running again. ~January 2009