Rummy!

So instead of 22.75 hours of video games, we decided Vern could use some other stimuli.  We decided playing cards could take some time.

On Christmas the entire family played UNO. Vern learned this a couple years ago and loves playing it. It is something he can do with the family and feel like a "grown up".

Last night we had him branch out to a new game - rummy.  He didn't understand at first so I continued to assist him for a few games.

Towards the end of the night he had a handful of cards and drew a good card where he got a straight to lay down. He looks over at me proud as punch and says "Hey mom, I am finally making some progression."

How he came up with that term who knows. I just smiled and agreed. He ended up winning the game much to his sister Ann's shirgrin. She had to say "Well (puff of air), he only won because YOU helped him!"

Tonight he decided the football game was more important than card playing so the rest of us played King's Corner while he lounged on the couch with the remote in his hand and scratching with the other.  Males...

A good boy.

Vern had a good Christmas.  He was probably happiest with his DS.

Enjoy photos.

I GOT MY DSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

Showing Grandma how to use DS.

With Abby

Vern made for me and Superman.

With the cousins

Merry Christmas!

I thought this would be good for a blog.

Enjoy!

Full of excuses

Now with a heading like that you would think I had a great story on Vern.

Turns out - nope... It is ALLLL me.

Work has been brutal. Tons of hours. Plus toss in a work trip to Salt Lake City last week. Not only did I train all week, I was ill the entire time.  So when I got to my hotel room (always after 7pm.) I just went to bed.

Personal life - just as bad.  The health problems I mentioned above plus other stuff just not appropriate for this blog.

Vern - he has been trying on his reading. He has made his minutes and scored well on tests for reading.  Some of his other classes are not to great but he is trying.

We are all anxiously awaiting Santa!!!!

TAKE - IT - BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I did it. I was a mean mommy.

I told Vern that the bed was his Christmas present.

He acted shocked! "WHAT?!?!?!?!? NO WAY!"

He tried to change what we had agreed upon.  "MOMMMMMMM, I said I would wait until AFTER Christmas."

His voice became louder and louder.

"You mean I don't get any other presents?"

More whine with each word.

I couldn't help it....I started giggling.

Finally it got to this... "PLEASE TAKE IT BACK MOMMMMMMMMMMMMM."

I am going straight to H*ll when I die.