Christmas Greetings!

T’was the night before Christmas and all through the home,
All the creatures were stirring, and restless to roam.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
The place was a wreck . . . that’s not really rare.

The children were climbing the walls in delight,
Us, parents were past ready to call it a night.
Momma with her chocolate & Dad watching sportscenter,
It was time to get ready for Santa to enter.

When up in the boys room there arose such a clatter,
I jumped from my fudge to see what was the matter.
Up the stairs I flew like a flash,
With visions of cuts, bruises & a gash.

The solemn quiet, was at first disturbing,
For the boys in penance sat silently brooding.
A foreboding feeling of dread filled their eyes,
As mom’s (realizing no one was dead) temper began to rise.

Come on Tyson, and Nicholas, Really now Evan,
You boys are sending me somewhere and it really isn’t heaven!
On Evan and Tyson, Yes, you Nicholas, too . . .
To bed now and quiet, or you will be sore rather than just blue.

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle mount to the sky.
Up on their beds the coursers they flew,
With books (and a couple toys), even Nicholas, too!

And then in a twinkling, I heard from their beds,
We love you, Mama. Was all that they said.
With the doorknob in hand, while shutting the door,
Down out of bed, Little Nicholas asking once more.

He was dressed in mix-matched pajamas from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were a little untidy, almost kaput.
His sweet little face, smiling up to meet my gaze,
Mom, can I have a drink . . . a 4year old phase.

His eyes, how they twinkled, his dimple how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
Tyson now out of his bed next to his brother,
Echoed the question, then added, “please mother.”

His cute little grin, baring none of his teeth,
Stole my annoyance away, what a little thief.
He had a mischievous look on his cute little face,
And had awoken his littlest brother, but I couldn’t get on his case.

Evan was chubby & plump, a right jolly little baby,
He’ll be an astronaut, doctor or lawyer, just maybe.
The look in his eye and the twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had lots more to dread.

They spoke not a word, but went straight for a drink,
Filling their cups, they gave each other a wink.
And laying their cups inside of the sink,
They went to the stairs, up they started to slink.

They sprang to their beds, I put the baby back, too,
Turned out the lights, they knew just want to do.
Finally all settled, I exclaimed, with the days end in sight,
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT!

Lots of Love & Enjoy this amazing Christmas Season. We are all very blessed!
John, Teresa, Tyson, Nicholas & Evan!

And so it begins . . .

Hello Everyone!

I have finally succomb! Here is the New & Amazing HeatonClan blog. It is so hard to keep in touch with everyone, so hopefully this will help!

As of today,

Tyson is a happy first grader. He hates his homework, but reads rather well. It is amazing what they are learning in first grade now-a-days! He is a sports fanatic and it is almost impossible to catch him without some sort of a ball in hand/foot. (this gets really annoying, especially when I ask him to do something because he doesn't stop kicking or throwing/catching to do it . . . and I have learned to stock up on lightbulbs because the lamps are continuously being knocked over.) He is a great kid, loves his brothers, is very helpful and destined to be Mr.Social.

Nicholas is in Preschool. He loves his school and has finally stopped complaining that he has to take a nap at school everyday. This has only taken a year & a half - which seems about right for Nick. He is extremely smart and logical. He processes information and analyzes everything. If you input a concept and facts, he will out put his understanding. He is also an incredible negotiator and I see debate teams in his future. All of this can make his extremely difficult at times and coupled with his fierce determination (obstinance) he is a worthy competitor in the household competition for "who is in charge". He is also incredibly funny and loves to joke around. He is a great brother and loves his Mom!

Evan . . . where do I begin . . . He is the cutest little guy I have ever seen. Although I may be slightly biased, this is definitely true. :) While he can't yet speak, this doesn't stop him from trying or from getting his point accross. He is extremely vocal and very expressive in his body language and facial expressions - for the positive & the negative. He is usually smiling and loves to interact with anyone, anywhere, and at anytime. He started walking early, I think to chase his brothers, and can get up to a full speed run, now which usually ends in a crash, but is cute nevertheless.

John and I are loving being home is Southern California, but really do miss Utah . . . maybe we will get back there someday. We love you all!