The Jensen Christmas

Amazingly enough Jeremy and I waited until Christmas day to open MOST of our presents. Actually we let Bridger tear ours open, he enjoyed opening the presents but didn't care much for what was inside. Santa brought him a Cat Skidster and Cat Dozer, they make noises and even roll across the kitchen floor. We gave Bridger a dump truck that has large legos inside and of course his favorite, a basketball, a soccer ball, and a football. Bridger didn't wake up until 9:30 so we got a late start, Jeremy cooked us a wonderful pancake breakfast and than spent most of the day playing with all our new toys. Jeremy got a gun safe and I got an ipod shuffle and an office chair. By the way, the picture of Bridger with a red shirt on was on Christmas eve. He didn't like when his mom took a ball away from him so she could take a picture of his shirt (courtesy of uncle Corde.)

Skinner Christmas Party

Last Saturday night we celebrated Christmas with lil Grandma and Grandpa, Corde, Jewls, Lucas, Stephanie, Kennedy, and Rowan. We had lots of fun, even though the turkey didn't get cooked all the way. Bridger has what we call his "redneck ballpit," I only bought the blue container to store the balls in not for him to play in but whatever it makes him happy. After everybody left Bridger gave Buddy lots of attention and lots of love.

Bridger is finally BIG

I took Bridger to the dr. today for his 15 month checkup. It started out a disaster as the appt was @1:40, normally Bridger is asleep for a long nap in the afternoon at that time. He was busy as usual trying to stay awake. Finally they call our name, and of course I have to drag him in crying. I never imagined being one of those moms who has a screaming child in a public place. Anyways I strip him down while he is still screaming and turning blue in the face. We have to bribe him to stay on the scale so they can check his weight. (Jeremy and I really wanted Bridger to gain some weight and maybe grow a few inches too so we can buy size 4 diapers) Bridger has finally passed the 20 pound mark, he tipped the scales today at 20 lbs 1 oz! I was so excited, I think he only weighed 19 lbs 14 oz but the nurse saw how excited I was when the scale reached 20 lbs! Wahoo way to go Bridger! He is also 29" short, with that puts him in the 5th percentile for both things. At least Dr. Wilkerson reassured me that he might be small but at least he is proportioned!

Bridger does laundry!

As most of you know I started a part time job last week. Although while I am training I have to work 4, 10 hour days for 2 weeks. It is kickin my behind, but once I work 10 hours a week I will love it. I am working on the OB floor at the hospital here in Gillette as a billing specialists. It is amazing I the things I have gotten to see and learn these past 2 weeks. I have thought a lot these last few weeks about becoming a nurse, but I am still deathly afraid of needles so its highly doubtful.
Tonight Bridger and I were playing when I got home from work and I had taken my shoes and socks off by the door. Our laundry room is in the basement at our house so of course I am always throwing dirty laundry down there from the top of the stairs. Bridger, the little trickster that he is, must have been paying attention. He went over and grabbed my dirty socks, picked them up, and marched over to the top of the stairs and threw them downstairs and mumbled something in his language I haven't learned! (I am sure that if I could translate, it would have been something along the lines of "my momis so messy, I don't know why she can't clean up after herself.") It never ceases to amaze me the things we dont even mean to teach our kids, they pick up on!

Santa Clause

Last weekend at our ward Christmas party, Santa came to visit. We had to wait in line with Bridger for about 30 minutes before it was our turn. I tried to put Bridger on Santa's lap without me but he was all finished and wanted no part of that. I than decided I would sit on Santas lap and hold Bridger on my lap. Bridger wasn't to sure about that but he just gave Santa Clause a big stare and he was ok as long as I was there. I wanted a picture with only Bridger so I had to place Bridger on his lap and back up, 5 seconds later he was about to pass out he was crying so hard. Oh well he will laugh one day when we can show him the picture!

Bridger goes to timeout

Well for all you folks that have ever wished upon your kids that someday you will have a child just like you, Jeremy and I have definitely been blessed with that. Since we moved into our new house we have started putting Bridger in timeout. About the first 5 times we had to take him there and put his nose in the corner. Not anymore! Last night Bridger walked over to Buddy's dog food in the dining room by the back door, picked some food out and put it his in water bowl, he than proceeded to put his sippycup in the water. It gets better, Bridger than decided he would stand in the bowl of water with his pajamas with the feet in the bottom and laugh. Of course Jeremy and I are trying not to laugh but Jeremy says "Bridger you know that we don't do that go to time out." So our mischevious son steps out with dripping feet (and a HUGE smiel on his face) and waddles over to timeout and begins to count to 10. I suppose he thinks that timeout isn't that bad and he would rather do what he wants and spend 10 seconds in timeout! I remember when I was in grade school and I would get in trouble for talking (imagine that) and I would have to stand in the hall and my teacher would come out to talk to me and all I could do was just smile.... Some genes I wished I would have kept rather than passing them on to Bridger...oh well we love him anyways!

Bridger and the toilet!

A few weeks ago I was in our room packing to leave for Thanksgiving in Kansas and Jeremy was laying on the bed of course petting Buddy. Bridger was in and out of the room, running around like a crazy when all of a sudden we hear the toilet in the spare bath flush. Jeremy and I look at eachother and just start cracking up. Jeremy than goes and gets his camera and takes a picture of him doing it again and than sends a picture message on his cellphone that states, "A great day in my life, Bridger pees his pants and than flushes the toilet!" We now have to shut both bathroom doors or it gets flushed all too often.
So fast forward a few weeks to today, we have just finished eating breakfast when I look at Bridger and say where's the toilet? He runs as fast as he can down the hall to the bathroom door and bangs on it as he says "oilit." So I open the door and take off his diaper and plop him on the toilet, I had to hold him or all 18 pounds of him might have fallen in. He laughs for a second and than drips a little in the bowl. Of course than he was all finished, gets down and I put the diaper back on. He runs back into the living room and 2 minutes later I am changing a dirty diaper....imagine that. I have to laugh when I think about potty training a boy that is almost 15 mos. old and still wears 6 mo. pants. If he doesn't grow, when I do potty train him, I might have to hold him on the toilet for a long time for fear he will never be able to reach!

Ok so I am a copycat

So here it is almost midnight and I can't sleep so I have been reading the Kuehnes blog for the past hour, crying and mostly laughing! So after I read almost all of it, when Morgan stated how she wants to remember all the funny stories and memories, I thought what the heck I could do a blog. So I got right on it and signed up...although because the Kuehnes live in china, they will have a few more funny stories for we dont have many foreigners (well Chinese) in Gillette!