What A 'Thrill'

Somewhere around 1984 when I was a small child living in Massachusetts my grandparents came for a visit. Mom, dad, grandma and granddaddy were sitting on the couch in the living room talking and the TV was on. Michael Jackson's music video "Thriller" came on.

I actually remember this very moment in my young life. The video started and I watched. When the music started and the dancers began dancing I thought I could be one of them if I danced along with them. I started mimicking the dance moves (well, the best I could).

My parents and grandparents thought it was the cutest thing. They were giggling as they watched me dance along with the video. Mom grabbed her camera and snapped a couple pictures.

Now, in 2010, my youngest daughter, 14 months old has discovered for herself the magic of dancing. She loves to bounce up and down and turn side to side in beat with the music. Many of her toys play music and she's happy. When a song is finished she claps.

A movie was on TV yesterday and in the movie the song "Thriller" was played. Jessi immediately began bouncing to the beat. I jumped off the couch and grabbed the camcorder and videotaped it. I turned the volume on the TV up so it would get picked up by the camcorder so when it's watched you'd know what the song was Jessi is dancing to.

It sent me back in time to the first time I saw the actual "Thriller" video on TV and today I called my mom and told her about Jessi dancing to the "Thriller" song like her mommy had done so many years before.

Like Father, Like Son

For the first year of his life, my son, didn't want much to do with his daddy. John was a "mama's boy". Understandably so. Our oldest daughter was in school all day and Charlie was at work all day. He had me all to himself all day long.

John's now 2 1/2 and wants to do everything daddy does. He wants to sit with him on the couch, he wants to be in the garage with him. When Charlie walks in the door at night he runs to him to give him a hug and say hello. The stresses of Charlie's day melt for a moment when John comes running around the corner to greet him.

Back in November we had to replace my glasstop stove because there was a large crack across it and made the large burner unusable. I thought it was a safety hazard and tried to do as little cooking on it as possible. We bought a new coil burner stove. Charlie used a handcart to get the old stove out of the kitchen and bring in the new stove. John watched as Charlie unplugged everything and took a piece from the old stove to use for the new stove. John grabbed Charlie's screwdriver and began tinkering with the old stove. It was adorable.

John got a "Handy Manny Tool Set" for Christmas from my parents. He immediately went around "fixing" things. Just like daddy does. Whatever Charlie does around the house, John wants to be a part of it. He's Charlie's 'mini me'.

I love that John looks up to Charlie and wants to do what he does. I'm the 'stick-in-the-mud' mommy who makes him say "Please" and "Thank You" and makes him 'go' on the dreaded potty. But daddy, who only sees him a couple hours in the evening, is the "fun" one. The one who races matchbox cars, plays 'monster', has tickle fights and uses big tools and works on cars in the garage.

Potty Pops

Last weekend I buckled down and got serious with John's potty training. He's 2 1/2 now and I'd love for him to be completely potty trained by his birthday in June. Up until now he was alright with the idea of going on the potty, but never initiated going.

During the day when I would ask if he wanted to go potty he'd say "No" and run off in another direction. He would go at bedtime before brushing his teeth, but I couldn't get him to go any other time of the day.

I tried putting his 'big boy underware' on him in the hopes that wetting in regular underpants would be uncomfortable against his skin and encourage him to go on the potty. He did alright with it for a day or so, but, I'd put a pullup on him for naps and bedtime and when he'd wake up he wouldn't want to go on the potty and would go in the pullup.

I couldn't crack this one. So I gave in and decided to bribe him with treats. I told him if he made a wet on the potty I'd give him a lollipop. He perked up at the prospect of the lollipop and ran to the bathroom to sit on the potty. He did his busniness and asked for a "la la papa".

We went to the kitchen and I got him a lollipop only to discover it was the last one! I gave it to him and when he left the kitchen I searched for any other kind of candy we might have until I could get to the store to get more lollipops. I found some M&M's and I'd give him a couple after each trip to the bathroom.

That afternoon Charlie had to go to the parts store to get some things he needed to work on the car he has in the garage. He picked up a bag of lollipops for me while he was out.

Fortunately, I'm a stay-at-home mom and can focus on encouraging John to go potty during the day. I ask him every 45 minutes to an hour if he wants to go potty and he usually goes to the bathroom and does his business. (although, he won't do #2 on the potty yet, but it'll happen eventually) I tell him he did a good job going on the potty and give him a hug and say "Thank You for going on the potty buddy" he says "Ya wawa. La la papa??" (translation - "you're welcome. lollipop?"). Sure, bubby. You can have a lollipop.

Dinner And A Movie

Tomorrow is Charlie and my wedding anniversary. We'll be married 4 years. A lot has happened in 4 short years. I had a daughter when we met. After we were married we changed her last name from my maiden name to his name and she became his daughter. We've gone on to buy a house and have 2 more children. Busy Busy.

Last week Charlie made plans to surprise me for our anniversary. Yesterday evening my in-laws came over and I was promptly instructed to "go take a shower" and get ready to go out for the evening.

Slightly confused I look over at Charlie and he has a grin from ear to ear. He got me. I was taken by surprise, which for him, is hard to do. When he plans something that's he's excited about and knows will make me happy it's hard for him to keep quiet about it. It's sweet really.

So, I get myself ready and we head out the door. We went to TGIFriday's for dinner (which is the restaurant where we first met almost 5 years ago). We even ordered the same meal we each had on our first date. Which we weren't trying to do, we discovered that little fact half way through our meal.

After dinner we went to the mall to see a movie. We wanted to see one particular movie, but it was sold out so we settled on another movie. (based on the commercials we saw it looked kinda cool). We got our tickets, soda's and popcorn. We were both flabbergasted at the price of everything. Last time I had been in a movie theater a ticket cost about $7.50, now they're $10.25!!!!!! A medium soda was around $3.75 and a large popcorn was around $5.75. Now, the soda was actually a pretty decent size for a medium and when the guy behind the counter handed us our large popcorn my jaw dropped! It was served up in a lightly waxed paper bag, like the kind you get at a grocery store, lol. It was HUGE!!! (ok, so it wasn't exactly the size of a grocery store paper bag, but we didn't finish the popcorn and when we brought it home the remainder of it filled 2 gallon size zip top bags)

Ok, enough about the ginormous bag of popcorn. We found our seats and got comfy. The movie played and we held hands, sipped our soda's and munched some popcorn. By the time the movie was over the main portion of the mall was closed and people were being redirected out the back entrance of the theater. Well, we parked in the front of the mall. It was SUPER cold outside and we had to walk from the center of the back of the mall to the front of the mall. Our faces and hands were frozen when we finally got to our car.

We had a great evening together. It was nice to get out for the evening just the two of us.