Month: September 2009

My kids are a few years away from high school, but I was happy to hear about the latest youth-friendly initiative from Wendy’s. The Wendy’s High School Heisman is an award that recognizes outstanding student athletes. Eligible teens must be graduating with the class of 2010, have 3.0 GPA and play a high school sport.  There are prizes and recognition for all levels of this award program, and 12 lucky recipients will attend a special award weekend in New York City.

Do you know an outstanding high school athlete? Encourage him or her to apply–the first 41,100 applicants will receive a free Wendy’s gift card ranging from $5-$50 for applying. The deadline is October 1, so time is of the essence. More details can be found at www.WendysHeisman.com.

FREE LUNCH

Are you ready for a free lunch? I ‘ve got a $20 Wendy’s gift card for one lucky reader. Just leave a comment and tell me one thing you liked about high school and make sure you leave/link to a valid email! Good Luck! Comments will close sometime on Sunday.

Disclosure: I wrote this review while participating in a blog tour campaign by Mom Central on behalf of Wendy‘s and received a gift certificate to giveaway and to thank me for taking the time to participate.

This weekend I got to spend some serious one-on-one time with Junior. I got see him, really, just him. He got to have a taste of life as an only child. I can’t believe that every weekend used to be like this with MAM, but I’m sure I appreciated this weekend a little more because now one-on-one time with just one is so rare.

Anyway…..this weekend I was really looking at him\ I wanted to see what he would do without his older half leading the way. Without her prompting his reactions, without her protesting his every reach and grab for her toys….

Junior is most definitely a toddling toddler. He likes to push our giant Graco stroller via the storage basket–yesterday he pushed it all the way down the street and back. He is all about taking things out, throwing them around, and then picking them all back up and doing it again. He understands SO MUCH of what we say to him–we just need to give him a minute to respond (this may involve restraining his sister from interferring). Today he brought me his shoes, picked up his coat and walked out the door with me all by himself.

He thinks eyedrops tickle.

He likes to sit at the table, rather than use the tray on the booster seat.

He love to look at babies, and waves at them in magazines.

He loves all vehicles, with all his heart. He know helicopters are supposed to fly–when he pulls it out of the Matchbox box, he zooms it over his head. He thinks it tickles when he drives the cars over his torso.

When he points to the pantry and says, “Crack!” He most certainly means graham crackers, and not those silly saltines.

He slides down the stairs these days, faster than I can walk down them.

He is phenomenal.

Ok, I’m biased, but it’s true.