Wednesday, May 20, 2009

My baby is 2 years old.

He is such a little bundle of love. He is funny and sweet and mean all at the same time. He will console you if you cry, take your toy from you if look away, and then share it with you when he sees it makes you upset.

He has sunshine behind his amber brown eyes. And blonde hair I wasn't expecting. Its golden in the sun.

He is a monkey-see monkey do kid. To the extreme. I can let him walk up to the childrens sermon and sit there by himself because the other kids are doing it. I can let him walk beside me at parks rather than hold his hand because he'll stay with the group. He colors like a big kid almost (way past dots and he's starting to use multiple colors) because he has to do it when his sister does (which is always) and he tries to color like her.

He shakes hands with the Pastor because we all stand in line to do so at church.

He is amazing at restaurants because his siblings are great. :)

I am so lucky to have good kid after good kid and I can't believe he's two already. I keep looking at him like he should have sprouted wings or horns or something :D

thanks for reading.

Saturday, May 09, 2009

How much I love being pregnant

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that much :D

I've been feeling baby move and I am so, so excited! I love the flutters, I'm waiting for some hiccups and thumps.

I adore pregnancy, I think I do it well. :D

Lizards lizards everywhere!!!

It is May. Not even mid-May. Early May. And already we have had TWO lizards invade our home. This is going to be a CRAZY year. CRAZY. I am not happy, not content. And now the boy wants to keep one as a pet. No. No I don't like things you have to feed live food to. No thank you.

Help me plllleeeaaasssseeee

Friday, May 08, 2009

The boys poem

Ahem:

Spring Rain
Spring is Main
I want to cry
When the days are dry


yep. he's a regular ts elliot :D

Saturday, May 02, 2009

I'm playing rock paper scissors with the baby

He always picks rock, its too funny. I have to 'let' him win every other time because otherwise he gets frustrated. But he watches the girl and the boy play and likes to be just like them. So I play with him to make him happy. And it works! And it has him counting 1, 2, 3! Too cute.