Growth Spurt!

When P first started eating solid food he ate more than a NFL Football team. Then his eating slowed down quite a bit. Now he's in the habit of eating a good sized breakfast, a medium lunch and little to no dinner. He also snacks throughout the day on crackers, fruit, etc. Although he hasn't even gained a pound in the past 2 doctor's visits, I'm not worried about his eating. He eats healthy and produces at least one poopy diaper a day so I know he's getting what he needs. He's also been a great sleeper since he was about 6 mos old. In the past he's taken 1 1/2 hour nap and then will sleep about 11-12 hours a night. But lately all of this has gone out the window. Now, instead of eating a good sized breakfast, he eats enough for a few football players. Yesterday he devoured 2 bowls of Cheerios and some blueberries. Then at lunch he ate 4 helpings of Mac N Cheese as well as 2 helpings of pineapple! He followed that with a 3 hour nap! He's falling asleep a lot later than usual which probably attributes to the long naps lately (which I'm very much ok with!). This morning P wanted a waffle instead of cereal. After finishing his waffle and blueberries he asked for my cereal. After he downed my cereal and asked for more I got him his own bowl of cereal. He finished that and asked for another bowl of cereal. That last bowl of cereal finally filled him up! Today's gymnastics so I can't wait to see how much he eats for lunch and how long he sleeps this afternoon! Our lil guy must've hit a growth spurt because of all this eating and sleeping has made him pretty much skip the 2T and move right into 3T clothing!!

braggin' board

well, i thought i'd take this chance to brag on a gal for a minute. bout 4 years ago i met this little ol thing at chili's for an early supper. little did i know that she would become my wife and the mother of my son. i couldnt have asked for more. she gets up with the first wimper from preston every single morning. always is cheerful and glad to do it. preston and i never want for anything. she is the one that keeps this household going without a doubt. i get up at 4:15 am and usually work 7 days/week. i wouldnt trade her jobs for one second. she definetly got the harder of the 2 jobs. i couldnt do what she does and not a day goes by that im not amazed at how she keeps on keepin on with a smile on her face. preston and i are a couple of very lucky fellas

Snow, Snow GO AWAY!

It's May 29th, 3 days away from June and we woke up to about 3 inches of SNOW this morning. It's fun during the Winter months. It's not so much fun when you have an active toddler that wants to be outside, when you want to golf and plant a garden. I refuse to build a fire in the fireplace even though it's in the 30's outside!
My parents came for a visit Friday afternoon. My dad, Rob and I braved the cold yesterday and played a round of golf. It was definitely on the cooler side but not unbearable. Snow was forecasted but not until late last night and only for a brief time. So we didn't think twice about my parents leaving late afternoon to head home. They were on the road for about an hour when we turned on the news. The anchor announced that I80, the road they were on, had just put up chain controls due to all the snow. We called my parents to inform them of this and they decided to come back here. It reminded me a little of our trip to MS last month when we turned around and flew back to MS with no extra clothes. The good news is that the sun is finally peeking through. Hopefully that means the snow will melt away soon and we can feel like it's approaching Summer. One of these days the sun will stay out long enough for me to plant a garden. Some day....

One of Those Days

It's been one of those days. A lot of things came up at work that made it a bad day. I was looking forward to training for my run but walked out of a meeting to discover it was raining. Even though I've been in a funk, I realize that thousands of people have it WAY worse than me. So I asked my mother-in-law to be a guest blogger via a note she wrote on FB. Here is her perspective, which helps me keep mine.

Written by Wanda.............
I got out of a cozy, comfy, bed a few hours ago after a good night's sleep. I said "good morning" to the man I love and "thank you for this day" to my Father in Heaven. I grabbed a bowl of cereal and a cup of coffee, and threw tonight's dinner in the crock pot. I arrived at work to do a job I love, right on time. As I was walking to the patrol office, I placed my hand over my heart as I passed our American Flag that was still waving proudly in the morning breeze. I did not have to stumble through debris looking for family members, friends or neighbors while wearing torn, wet, filthy clothes. I was not bleeding. I did not have to look for something safe to eat or search for an unopened bottle of water. I didn't have to think about where to go or what to do next. I hope and pray that the next time I believe I have something to complain about, my mind will take me to Tuscaloosa and to Joplin. God, please be with them and give them strength to hope for a better tomorrow. Amen


(P.S. Today did have a few redeeming qualities. One being that Rob bought me new golf clubs as an early anniversary present. Now if it would just stop raining and snowing long enough for me to try them out.)

Big Girl Run

When I'm told I can't do something I do everything in my power to make sure I CAN do it. 8 years ago I was told by a physical therapist that I probably won't be able to do long distance runs because of an injury I sustained to my Achilles. Then a few months ago I was told that again because of a lisfranc fracture on my left foot. The podiatrist was discussing surgery while in my mind I was thinking about running a half marathon. After talking to my friend who is my neighbor who is also my running partner, we decided to take up a marathon relay style. That means we're each responsible for running a half marathon. That is doable but after registering we found out that we have to accomplish this feat within 4 hours and 25 mins. Michelle is super busy with 2 kids, a full time job and a husband recouping from shoulder surgery. She informed me the other night that I'll have to run 6 minute miles to help pick up her slack. I know she was joking but it made me more determined to accomplish this goal within the allotted time frame.
Last night Rob said he'd cook dinner while I went for a run. I had already run 3 miles earlier in the day but someone informed me that doing 2 runs a day would be excellent training for this kind of marathon. I don't know if it's because of my earlier run or because I was running hills or because it was the end of the day or because of the head wind or because...GASP...the doctors could be right but it was an ugly run. I finished it but wasn't happy that I had to walk a little. My run last night made me determined to intensify my training so I'll be ready by June 18th. This is an important thing on my "Bucket List" so I...will...run...13...miles...even...if...it...kills...me!

Obsessions

I tease my parents that they have created "monsters" with P. His biggest obsession is with Thomas the Train, which started when my parents sent him a "Get Well" Thomas video. Since then he's become obsessed. When he finished breakfast every morning he asks to watch "Train". After his afternoon nap he asks for the same. He knows the trains better than I do and is always teaching me their names! (I kind of zone out when Thomas comes on.) Relatives lavish him with Thomas memorabilia and he uses it all.
His two new obsessions are llamas and golf balls. Not together mind you but two new obsessions none-the-less. The llama obsession started when I took him by the llamas in the neighborhood one day. My parents, or rather my mom, thought it'd be fun to send him a stuffed llama and the book "Llama Llama Red Pajama". That book was followed by "Llama Llama Misses Mama". Both books have become favorites and he insists on sleeping with his llama every night. He also asks to see the neighborhood llamas whenever we're coming home. He'll shout out "Mama Llama" or "Mama Mama"! Either one means he wants to see the llamas. I don't have a problem driving by them but it breaks my heart when he starts crying huge alligator tears when I tell him it's time to say good-bye to the llamas. He'll be in his carseat, crying, saying "More please", "Mama Llama". A few times I've been known to give in and take him back by the llamas just to see his ear to ear grin again.
Rob took up golf last month. Since we don't have houses too close behind ours, Rob will hit golf balls to practice his swing. P loves to collect the balls and put them in his bucket. He then proceeds to proudly walk around with the bucket on his arm. Heaven forbid if Ruby or Holly gets one of the golf balls! He screams "Drop!" and chases after the dog until whoever it is drops the ball. Yesterday he wanted to bring the balls and bucket into the house and this morning that was the first thing he grabbed upon waking up.
I'm encouraging all the obsessions despite how much one...or all...of them get on my nerves because who knows where it'll lead some day? He could be a vet or a PGA champion or a conductor. He's smart enough to do it all in my opinion!

Whirlwind Weekend

I am one that loves staying busy and being social. That being said, the past couple weekends have been so busy that I look forward to the week, just to have a break. I have a feeling that it's what's in store for us this Summer. On Friday night Rob and I went out with 2 other couples. We went to a Tex-Mex place in VC, which was really good! From there we went to The Washoe Club, where I partook in a tour of the haunted museum. If you know Rob, you know he is a tough cowboy type guy. But one thing that can scare him is ghosts and paranormal activity. Although he didn't want anything to do with the tour, I was impressed that he went in Washoe Club at all, seeing as it is one of the most haunted places in America!
Saturday morning we mistakenly thought we'd be able to sleep in. You'd think that after 2 years we would've figured out that sleeping in is not in the cards for us. So we got up, had a big breakfast then headed down the hill. I had given Rob some golf pants and shoes as an early anniversary gift. So we decided to give Eh-Mee (That's what P calls his babysitter) a call and see if she'd hang out with P again so we could golf. We went to a new golf course and, although it was challenging, it was fun. We rushed home to attend a neighbor's graduation party but I just didn't have it in me to add another activity to the day. So I dropped off her present, said a quick hi then took P to see the neighborhood Mama Llamas (Another blog for another time). We watched the race and relaxed as a family, something we haven't done in awhile. Yesterday the Fussy Fairy swapped my boy for a cranky one. He was an absolute nightmare at church and I was only able to stay for about 30 minutes of the service. I tried to wear him out at the park but his coughing took over and he didn't get a long nap. We spent most of the day outside so I wouldn't have to deal with a Cranky Pants. Rob and I passed each other at the door, him getting home from Dayton and me heading out for a baby shower. I went to the shower, with the idea of having a Girls' Night. But, once the shower was over I flaked on going to the chick flick we had planned to see. I wanted to go home and spend time with Rob as I hadn't seen him all day. We went to bed exhausted, knowing that this week won't be slowing down much. Tis the Summer Season!

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I dropped my car off at the mechanic's this morning and walked to work. On my 1 mile walk I thought about all kinds of philosophical things I could write about my walk. But, after my day, I think I'll just blog whatever. I've had the privilege of traveling to several different countries. I've seen the poorest of the poor in other countries and have only taught low income students here in the states. But for some reason it always amazes me when I get a close-up view of my students' lives. My school is one of two schools in a large district that receives free breakfast, lunch and dinner for the students. On my walk to school this morning I saw the apartment complexes where some of my students reside. Putting what I saw into words is nearly impossible but it broke my heart. I thought I'd be nervous on my early morning walk since there weren't a lot of people around but I was more nervous on my way back to the mechanic's this afternoon. People were whizzing by me on bikes, passing me on the side of the road. No one knew I carried my purse in my backpack...or at least I don't think they did. Everyone smiled or nodded but for some reason I was on edge. Once I got to the mechanics' my mood didn't lighten up. After my car being there for 8 hours they said they needed it 10-15 mins longer. The mechanic treated me like a female getting her car repaired (Imagine that!). When I complained about it taking longer without being notified, he informed me that he had put on special brake pads without charging me more. Seriously? I'm not the smartest when it comes to car stuff but I'm not that dumb. The best part is when I picked P up from daycare and got in my car....and it wouldn't start. The mechanic had to send a guy over to jump it so P and I played with his little friends awhile longer. By the time my car started again, I went to Walmart and grabbed dinner it was at least an hour later than I wanted. Since getting home, I haven't had a chance to sit much. Luckily, it's P's bedtime so I'm going to draw me a hot bath and do something I've been wanting to do for a few hours.....relax!!

Gymnastics Glory

The minute I tell P it's time to get ready for gymnastics every Tuesday he starts yelling, "Jump! Jump! Jump!". He says it all the way to gymnastics. Well, he says it til we turn onto I-80 because then he knows he gets to see the trains. But that's a whole different blog. Anyway, today he especially liked gymnastics because it was Animal Week! All of the stretches and exercises were based on an animal theme. His favorite activity was the "bear crawl". However, instead of crawling like a bear, he just sat there growling like one. On one activity he was supposed to hang from a bar like a bird perched on a limb. Instead he just stood there looking at the stuffed birds, saying "Cheep, cheep!". P's moment of glory came later in the class in the way of foam marshmallows. Every other week his coach has the kids climb a ladder then jump about 4 feet into foam marshmallows. P has been in gymnastics for 3 months and today is the first day he jumped. He wasn't going to do it but he saw 2 of his playmates climb the ladder and jump. Since I was the "fearless leader" helping the kiddos up the ladder P decided to give it a whirl....er, jump. The first time he started fussing when his coach held him out to jump. But once he did it he was hooked. After 3 more times, his coach said it was time for stamps and coloring pictures. That's the only thing that would grab his attention because it's his favorite part of the class. He got to go down the big twirly slide for the first time that comes from climbing the ladder and ended his class on Cloud 9. I'm proud of him for trying new things and conquering fears!

Moments in Time

When we went to bed last night, Rob and I were talking about P...something we do every night. We laughed about different moments in the day, relishing P's sense of humor. Then we started talking about special times with him. My special time with him is in the morning. Usually Ruby wakes us up around 6:30. I make sure to get P out of bed before letting the dogs out or he gets upset. As soon as I open his door he says, "Doggies out". Once his diaper is changed we go to the garage, where he proudly opens the garage door. When he feels like the dogs have had a long enough time to do their business he'll clap his hands and yell "Rue! Hall Girl!" He tells them "Good Girl" when they come at his request. When he closes the garage door he demands that Ruby sits (She usually listens, which makes him happy). This morning he kept saying something, which I couldn't understand. When we got upstairs he ran over to the shock collar and pulled it down from the banister. I realized then that he was saying, "Zapper", reminding me to put her collar on.
I vary his breakfast every morning so he will enjoy a wide range of different foods. But no matter what I feed him he always asks for my milk. If he doesn't have a bowl of his own he'll drink it from mine. He loves drinking milk from a bowl these days! After breakfast I make coffee and then we usually have some cuddle time while we watch a Thomas video...before the chaos of our day starts. But, every morning I take the time to cherish special moments with our special lil man.

Snow, Fire and Breakfast

We went to bed last night with fierce winds blowing outside. I woke up this morning to a bunch of snowin' and blowin'. The snow hasn't stuck but the wind has. I'm tired of the heater running so, much to P's delight, I built a fire in the fireplace. Now it's super warm in the house and I'm wishing I would've just let the heater do its job instead.
I was excited to wake up this morning because of breakfast. Breakfast has always been my favorite meal of the day but I'm not usually excited to wake up just for the meal. The reason for my excitement? I'm trying to go as organic as possible. Our neighbor has been trying to get me to eat her chicken's eggs for about a year. This past week she went to great care to wash off the eggs, put them in an egg carton and even pattern them so they were appealing to the eye. Yesterday I tried my first truly organic egg....and it was good! So, this morning I cut up a bunch of organic veggies and made a delicious organic omelet. P didn't like his so he graciously gave his to Holly (while I was sidetracked in the kitchen). After breakfast I enjoyed a cup of organic coffee and some cuddle time with my lil man. I'm tired of the snow and cold weather but I sure enjoyed snuggling with P by the fireplace this morning.

Funny Moments

I haven't blogged at all this week because we've been super busy. I've hardly been home and when I have been all I want to do is sleep. But, in the midst of all the busyness and sleepiness I have shared a few laughs with P this week. Last weekend my parents got him this cute book about a baby llama and his mama. P loves it and when he wants me to read it to him he'll walk around saying, "Baby Mama" and then "spitting" like a llama. How can I say no when he goes through all the trouble to ask for a book that way? :) The other day I had to go to the bank. When I was pulling up there were varmints running around. P saw them, got all excited and proudly proclaimed "Bear!", then proceeded to growl. Granted he's never seen a bear in person but he's seen them in books and on TV, so I was comically surprised that he got confused between these 2 animals. Speaking of animals, we were at Walmart the same day. He loves to see the fish so I always make it a point to walk by them. On this day I took the time to point out the different fish and say their names. When I pointed out the mini CATfish, P looked at me and said "Meow." I was laughing hysterically and decided that someday P may need a mini catfish of his own purely for my comedic relief. My last funny P story to share is that yesterday morning was one of those mornings where I was running late, despite being up since 5am. Just as we were walking out the door, I noticed that Ruby had had an accident. In frustration I scolded her then went to clean it up. P then picked up where I left off, chasing after Ruby and putting his little finger in her face. He'd say "Bad dog!" then swat her. I was trying so hard not to laugh while asking him to stop disciplining his playmate. That lil man brings so much joy and laughter to our lives. How did we ever live without him??

mom

well, i will never begin to try to explain what its like to be a mom. i dont really even know what it is that mom's have that enables them to be the kind of parent only a mom can be. us dad's dont have it thats for sure. all i know is that my mom rocks. i am sure i wasnt the easiest kid to be a mom to. i hated school and refused to even try, i liked anything that involved a high risk of death or maiming, i was stubborn and head strong, and pretty much put up a fight against her when it came to telling me what is right or wrong. however, i think i didnt turn out too bad so for that to happen it proves she is even more head strong and stubborn than me! when i was 15 id head out by myself for louisiana or alabama by myself for a bull riding and she would wait up till the wee hours of the morning to make sure i got back ok. she gave up weekends to take me to deer camp. i was born with pollyps and she would rock me and hold me until the tears dried up. i guess what i'm trying to say is no matter what it was, she gave 100% to my brother and i. i know that there are alot of kids out there that dont have what i have as far as mom's go and it breaks my heart. i wish they were as fortunate as me. my mom and i dont share alot of interests. she likes the warm weather, beach, wine, social gatherings, celine dion, and i dont like any of those things. however, thats what makes her so great. she drove alot of hours listening to chris ledoux, hanging out at deer camp with us in the freexing cold. she is the most selfless, wonderful, amazing mom in the world. i wish i couldve spent it with you mom. it sucks being so far away that i hate it. i hope you had a great mothers day and know that i not only love you very much, but i appreciate you very much!

What is a Mom?

I've always wanted to be a mom and a wife. So imagine my grief when, in 2003, I was told there'd be a good chance I'd never fulfill one of those dreams. But 5 years later tears of joy streamed down my face when I saw the words "Pregnant" flash across that little stick. Little did I know what the job of "Mom" would entail. For the first year of P's life it meant countless sleepless nights and acting the part of a nurse. It meant many trips to the doctor and lots of cuddling. Well, I still have the privilege of lots of cuddling. But, now, as P gets older, it also means being a teacher and a playmate. It means being a disciplinarian and knowing when to choose my battles. It means being a Sunday School teacher, teaching him right from wrong and teaching him about Jesus. It means being a nutritionist, getting P to try new healthy foods. It also means being a chef, cooking meals instead of taking him to get fast food. It means being a coach, encouraging him to try new things at gymnastics. It means being a travel agent, booking flights to see family and visit new places. It means being a counselor when he's hurting or banged up (Which seems to be happening more and more). It means being a housekeeper, making sure he has clean clothes and his mounds of toys are picked up. There are countless roles of being a mom, ones I don't take lightly. I pray that I'll be the kind of mom to P that my mom has been to me and my brother. She took her role as mom seriously and taught us so much. Being a mom is the highest honor possible, in my opinion, so today I am wishing every mom a Happy Mother's Day!

Quick Trip

Thursday was my worst day of teaching this year. Not my worst day of teaching in my career by any stretch of the imagination but worse for this class this year. So, it's not surprising that I was counting down the minutes until the end of the day Friday so I could pick up my boys and head to Sacto. For the past 2 years I have driven to Sacto for Race for the Cure and I went for 5 years before that when I lived there. It's a special race to me since my Nana lost her battle against breast cancer 5 years ago. Every time I walk across the start line I tear up. I also tear up after the race when we're walking through the exhibits and I see the THOUSANDS of people that have faced the ugly battle against breast cancer.
This year was different for me. It meant more than I can express that Rob made it a priority to be part of this sentimental event with me. I enjoyed having him and Preston with me to honor my Nana, a wonderful woman that they never got to meet unfortunately. The frustrating part was after the race. There weren't many exhibits and we had a little miscommunication with one of the employees. So that left kind of a funky taste in my mouth so to speak. It's not about the exhibits but about celebrating the survivors and honoring the deceased. But the exhibits are always a highlight for me, my mom and my aunt. We try to get souvenirs and take our time, enjoying it all. There weren't many to enjoy this year. That being said, it really WAS a fun filled FAMILY event that I cherish.
After the race we went out for our annual breakfast. Then P and my mom napped while Rob, my dad and I bonded over a round of golf. My dad hasn't played in 15-20 years so he was getting frustrated (but Rob and I thought he did great!). Rob and I worked on our short games since it's a smaller course. We had a lot of fun and wish we would've had time to play another round. But, alas, Rob and I decided to head home. We loaded up the Yukon less than 24 hours after we had arrived and took off for home. It was a quick trip but so much fun! I'm looking forward to next year when we can do it all again.

Fillin' Up!

P and I have been fillin' up on a lot of sunshine the past few days. In the mornings we run errands and get stuff done. But the afternoons are spent outside playing. I swear that if we would let him, P would probably sleep outside because he enjoys the great outdoors so much!
He's been really into birds lately so I thought it'd be fun for him to paint a birdhouse that we could keep on the back balcony. I got a nice wooden box and stained it, excited for him to paint it the next day. Yeah, he liked it.....for about 3 strokes of paint. Then he was off and running, pushing his wagon and collecting sticks. So much for the pretty birdhouse but I still put it on the balcony. Much to his enjoyment, birds were using it this morning.
Today, we've had a busy day. I went to Bible Study and he went to a Sunday School type class. When I went to pick him up he was playing outside, all smiles. After his nap we went down the hill to have a play date with friends. Gas is very expensive these days but on days like this it doesn't faze me because P is in his glory! P and his 2 friends played at the park then we crossed the street to the lake. There the kids tossed bread to the geese, seagulls and ducks. Well, I say the kids did but P would grab the bread that the other kids were throwing and try to stuff it in his mouth before the birds got it. When I was faster than him in grabbing the bread, he pretended he was going to throw the bread I gave him then stuffed it in his mouth at the last second. He had the other parents in stitches!
I usually enjoy going to work at the end of the week, but tomorrow I may have a hard time with it. P and I have been having sooo much fun that I don't want to give up that time with him. Hopefully the weather will continue to stay nice and we can fill up on more sun time next week!

just to be clear

this is rob, and im overly excited and mighty proud osama bin laden is dead, dead, dead! i am rejoicing and celebrating and am very proud of it!

Many Thoughts...........

I was just going to write about P but I have other things to add as well so it'll be yet another hodge podge of thoughts. First, I'd like to start off with the most philosophical and controversial thought....Osama bin Laden. Rob and I were talking about it a lot last night and again this morning. I have VERY mixed feelings about his death. Since it's Obama in office I'd like to have proof that it really was bin Laden. As Rob pointed out, many will have questions so they're (whoever that may be) is bound to have proof it was him soon enough. I'm also worried about innocent people around the world as al Quida (sp?) retaliates. I think I'm more worried now than I was before. Osama was a smart man and I'm sure he had quite a plan laid out for this kind of situation. He was one man, and yes, he created a lot of heartache. He cruelly took innocent lives and left kids without parents. I am happy that he is no longer a threat. But, it bothers me to see so many people going overboard with celebration. It must be similar to how al Quida celebrated after 9/11, whooping and hollering, celebrating late into the night. The whole thing is just troublesome to me and I've followed a lot of "conversations" on FB, realizing several people have the same thoughts as me.

OK, enough of that because I could probably write several pages on my thoughts if I gave myself that freedom. But, alas, it's time to move on. As I blogged last week, I was struggling to get out of a funk. I think I may have turned the corner for the better yesterday. P and I spent the morning with good friends. We both had a lot of fun hanging out with people our own age. Then I took P home and he hung out with the babysitter while Rob and I golfed. We didn't enjoy the game like we usually do because the golf police were on our tail the entire round but it was nice to spend some time together, enjoying the beautiful weather. By the time P goes to bed at night we're so tired that we just veg. Time with Rob yesterday was just what I wanted and needed. Today it's gorgeous outside. P and I ran errands this morning and then we spent some time outside. After he wakes up from his nap, I'm sure we'll go back outside. Then tonight I'm going to BBQ burgers, cook corn on the cob and have strawberry shortcake for dessert. Spring is in the air!

My last thoughts are on my favorite subject.......our son! He is moving into the Terrible 2s, a phase that can frustrate me and make me laugh, sometimes simultaneously. His latest thing is to feed Ruby whatever he can get his hands on. He grabs something out of the pantry then hides under the dining table. That must be his secret code for her to meet him there because she comes running and hides there with him. The other day he gave her 2, yes 2, boxes of crackers before I could catch them. He just closed his eyes and gave me the cheesiest smile when I went to discipline him. I moved all the snacks to the top shelf of the pantry, or so I thought. When I got out of the shower this morning Ruby was feasting on gourmet entertainment crackers. UGH! Yesterday I was getting P ready for a friend's first communion. I told him that his little girlfriend would be there and she'd probably say, "Ooh baby, you look good." Leave it to P to run to the mirror, look at himself and say, "Ooh baby!". This morning he was singing quite a song. I don't know if he was worried about his singing voice or messing up the words (I had no clue as to what he was singing so he could've said anything) but as soon as he realized I was listening he stopped and got shy. I have honestly loved every phase of his little life. I think, "Oh, this one is my favorite" and then we move into the next one and I think the same thing all over again. He is just so much fun and it amazes us that he is so smart!

So, there you have it....all my thoughts for this sunny afternoon. Please remember that these are MY thoughts so, although I hope you're not offended by my comments on bin Laden, I am free to think as I want to. Enjoy the rest of your day and I hope you're enjoying the same beautiful weather we are here in Nevada!