It seems these days that I keep track better on Facebook of what happens
in the IacoHouse than I do on here, so I decided to go back one year
and make a copy of my Jackson-related statuses, then compile them all
here. Starting with the oldest first, here's what I came up with:
February 13, 2013
There
are few sounds more fun than hearing Jackson and his favorite Grandma
downstairs laughing and yelling while playing a game. Oh my word, that
boy loves her so much! Any why wouldn't he love someone who comes every
week and plays any game he wants? She spoils him with TIME. Pretty
terrific, she is.
I
think the best thing I've found as a parent is that no matter how bad
my day is or how frustrated I am with Jackson, he doesn't hold it
against me. No bitterness, no grudges. He's just his goofy little 37.5
inch self who still has the awesome power to make me laugh when I'm at
my worst. Bless his sweet little heart.
Jackson
just sat down with me at my computer and was asking about the letters
on the keys. I pointed out each letter, A-Z, and he followed along with
his little fingers. He looked at me at the end and asked, with his
little hands held out to either side of him, "Where's 'Now I know my
ABCs, next time won't you sing with me?'" I could only kiss him through
my laughter.
My
Mother's Day included breakfast at Colonial, mowing the lawn, mowing
the neighbor's back yard, napping (Jackson had a 3 hour nap! BONUS!),
then sushi for dinner. Spent the whole day with both of my boys and
couldn't have asked for a better day!
Conversation tonight in Jackson's room:
Jackson: This is my book tonight! [holding up The Little Mermaid]
Mommy (looking at Daddy and laughing): He does love his princesses!
Daddy: That's important; after all, Daddy married one.
-----SCORE ONE FOR DADDY.-----
Jackson: This is my book tonight! [holding up The Little Mermaid]
Mommy (looking at Daddy and laughing): He does love his princesses!
Daddy: That's important; after all, Daddy married one.
-----SCORE ONE FOR DADDY.-----
Jackson
and I have this game where I go out to the garden and pick a few cherry
tomatoes, come in and wash them, and place them on the table or
counter, where he's to NOT touch them, then I walk away for a few
minutes. Of course, I come back and he's giggling his fool head off,
having eaten all of my cherry tomatoes, and I pretend to be all mad
about it. And THIS is the easy part of parenthood.
That
moment where Jackson stumbles into my office, still groggy from sleep,
climbs up on my lap, and snuggles in so I can bury my nose in his sweaty
neck? Yeah, that moment. I could live that a thousand and one times and
never tire of it.
Jackson
finished his first official day of preschool with no tears and no
problems! We asked him about 2 million questions at lunch, but he wasn't
giving up the goods. He was more interested in playing with the crayons
the waitress gave him than to talk to either of his parents. *sigh*
What
a great anniversary we had! Spent a quiet morning, then went to see The
Butler this afternoon, followed by one of our favorite places for a
sushi dinner. I'm thankful every single day for the man I married! He's a
wonderful husband and father, and my best friend. If anyone had told me
just ten years ago that I would one day marry Paul Iacopetti, I'd have
thought them crazy. And here we are today! He's definitely my lobster!
p.s. Thanks, Mom, for babysitting.
p.s. Thanks, Mom, for babysitting.
I
was hit late morning with a nasty headache and stomachache that lasted
most of the day. My usually-sassy almost-4 year old ended up being so
good today--he listened, asked me how I was, rubbed my head, and was
generous with his kisses. He ate his dinner without me having to nag
him, and went to bed without a single complaint. It's days like this
that make me PROUD to be his mom!
I
love my neighbors! We have an elderly couple living next door. Most
mornings, Jackson runs over there to take their newspapers from the
bottom of their driveway to their front patio. Most days he doesn't see
them, but when he does, he's showered with cookies and treats. Mrs. Wood
just came over to remind me to put his shoes on since it's colder out
now. They're the sweetest people and I love that he helps them out in
this little way!
Guess
who gets to be room mother today at school? OH YEAH, BABY! ME!!!! Two
and a half hours with a bunch of 3 year olds. I'm going to need some
serious caffeine this morning.
November 15, 2013
Sitting
in a small neighborhood coffeehouse waiting for a hitch to be put on my
car. Drinking hot chocolate while listening to jazz music. Nice way to
spend a Friday morning. — feeling content.
Had
a good night's sleep, and now it's time to get ready to celebrate my
sweet boy's birthday today! We'll have 25 or so people here, and lots of
good food and drink. As it happens every year, I won't make it through
singing HB to him because I always tear up. As my friend Jenny
so eloquently put it last night, "He will someday understand that
sometimes we cry because our hearts are just too small to hold that much
joy."
December 1, 2013
Despite
this being the world's most pathetic cake, Jackson LOVED the tractor
tipping theme, and he played with those stinkin' tractors (while
somewhat ignoring the huge pile of awesome gifts he received). It was a
fun day (albeit exhausting), and after 2 days of no naps for anyone,
tomorrow shall be declared a lazy day for all. Snuggling and movies are
about all that will happen.
If
anyone needs me today, I'll be snuggled up on my couch with Jackson,
fighting over blankets, eating leftover Portillo's, watching Disney
movies, likely napping during all of them. Commence lazy day.
This
morning, I crept into Jackson's room (he was awake but still in bed),
crawled into his bed, and quietly sang Happy Birthday. He asked me the
same question he's been asking me for a week..."Am I four now?" And with
a tear in my eye, I said, "Yes, my sweet boy, you are four now."
Conversation after his non-nap:
Jackson: I had a good sleep!
Me: No, you didn't. You played, talked, jumped...you didn't sleep.
Jackson: And I licked something?
Me: You licked something??!
Jackson: No.
Me: Jackson, what did you lick?
Jackson: Nothing.
Me: Jackson. Tell me what you licked.
Jackson: My big boy bed.
Me: [laughing] Why did you lick your bed?
Jackson: I don't know. It tasted good.
OHMYGAWD, I love this child.
Jackson: I had a good sleep!
Me: No, you didn't. You played, talked, jumped...you didn't sleep.
Jackson: And I licked something?
Me: You licked something??!
Jackson: No.
Me: Jackson, what did you lick?
Jackson: Nothing.
Me: Jackson. Tell me what you licked.
Jackson: My big boy bed.
Me: [laughing] Why did you lick your bed?
Jackson: I don't know. It tasted good.
OHMYGAWD, I love this child.
January 3, 2014
I
was taking Jackson's monthly photos tonight. Paul was standing behind
me with a couple stuffed animals, making him laugh. I got this picture
of him, and I don't think I've taken a truer photo of him. You can't
help but laugh when you look at this! It was a rough day today (lots of
tantrums), but I'm constantly reminded how much I love my boys so, SO
much.
Ten
years ago this month, a boy emailed me to ask me to go with him to see a
musical in the city. This boy was a friend from WAY back on whom I'd
previously had a MAD crush (a couple, actually, at different times). I
said yes to the musical, and that "date" (though he wouldn't call it
that, I always have) lasted 12 hours that day--eating, talking, enjoying
each others company. It was the best non-date I'd ever had, and the
start of a great friendship that now, 10 years later, includes a
marriage and one awesome 4 year old kiddo. Thanks for asking me out,
honey. I would never have guessed that, on that non-date, we'd end up
where we are today.
For
rent: one very sassy 4 year old. Eats just about anything but will
argue every step of the way. Want him to do the most menial task? You'll
get a fight every time! Asking him a simple question will get you a
string of toddler-laced obscenities. Don't all rush at once for this
amazing offer! I'm setting up my calendar right now.
3 top sayings at the Iaco House by those under 4 feet tall:
"I NOT HUNGWEE!"
"I NOT TIE-YODE!"
"I NOT JACKSON! I'M A DOG SCRAT THE SQUIRREL!"
"I NOT HUNGWEE!"
"I NOT TIE-YODE!"
"I NOT JACKSON! I'M A DOG SCRAT THE SQUIRREL!"
Had
a long talk with Jackson last night about how sassy and just plain
awful he's been lately, and today's already started off on a positive
note. I'd like to think some of what I said got through to him, but more
than likely, it's the prospect of seeing a movie later that's
persuading him right now. I love this boy more than my own life, but
DAMN, he's been a sassy beast lately.
How
nice to go out and run errands this morning while Jackson stayed with
the neighbors next door. They're a wonderful couple and love him so
much! I have to be careful not to take advantage of them too much.
One
of Jackson's chores here at the IacoHouse is to put away clean
silverware after the dishwasher runs (I'm usually doing dishes or
cleaning up while he's doing this, so I'm not always watching him).
Apparently, he's been "seasoning" them before putting them in the
drawer. Today, I caught him with 4 spoons and a fork in his mouth that
he then attempted to put in the drawer. My apologies to anyone who's
eaten a meal at my house lately.
About
a week ago, I made Jackson a lunch of celery sticks with peanut butter
and raisins. Forgetting that this is normally called Ants on a Log, I
named them Bugs on a Boat. Now they're a HUGE hit here. Today, I had no
celery, so Jackson asked for a Bugs on the Boat sandwich. Just a heads
up for anyone visiting and wondering why we eat bugs at the IacoHouse.
NEWSFLASH:
the boy child declared a couple nights ago that he shall no longer be
known as Dog Scrat the Squirrel. He's now Jackson. I wasn't sure this
was true, but it's been 2 days and sure enough, he's still Jackson. This
is the end of an era. Carry on.
February 7, 2014
Jackson: "Mom, wanna see me count to 110?"
Me: "Sure!"
Jackson: "101, 102, 103, 104, 105, 106, 107, 108, 109, 110."
Me: "Buddy, what about the numbers up to 100?"
Jackson: [puzzled look]
I love this child.
Me: "Sure!"
Jackson: "101, 102, 103, 104, 105, 106, 107, 108, 109, 110."
Me: "Buddy, what about the numbers up to 100?"
Jackson: [puzzled look]
I love this child.
February 8, 2014
Jackson
likes to make up songs before going to bed. Most of what he sings is
just a jumble of sounds, but lately he's been putting in sentences as
well. Tonight, he was singing "a new song" and started it off something
like, "Mom was cooking in the kitchen and he was making dinner." I
corrected him and said, "No, buddy, Mom is a SHE. I'm a she." (he still
gets pronouns mixed up) He then corrected me and said, "No, Mom, it's
not you, just a regular mom." So I guess regular moms are HE and I'm a
SHE. Lucky me.
February 14, 2014
Every
time Paul uses Jackson as a pillow, Jackson yells out, "NO, I NOT
SQUISHY! I GOT BONES!!" and I dissolve into a puddle of giggles. Love my
boys!!