Happy Halloween!

Davis' teachers asked the kids to wear black and orange today. Bennett got him dressed, so he ended up with his hoodie and skull and crossbone shorts. Not bad! It was total chaos at school this morning, like the kids could sense the excitement of halloween. So fun.

Today they are having a family style lunch at school and then a little party (with parents) this afternoon. After that, trick or treating!

X Ray Friday

We had two appointments on Friday- the sonogram- and a visit with Davis' doctor to talk to her about his limp. I have gone back and forth on taking him in since he hasn't shown any pain...but just decided to take him in and figure it out.

Our doctor wrote the book Baby 411 and is sort of a big deal, I guess. Our doctor is also super dry and often comes across as unimpressed by most everything, so I figured I would feel silly after I told her the story of how I don't know what happened, if anything, but that he has been limping. IInstead, she felt every part of his foot and leg and said I needed to take him for X-rays on one of his toes. Out of curiosity, I asked what would happen if he did have a broken toe (I've always heard there is nothing you can really do) and she quickly said "Well, he would need a cast." WHAT?

So I took him to get x-rays and he was NOT happy because I couldn't go in with him since I'm pregnant. He was fine, though, so we've been waiting to hear what is up. We were supposed to go in today, but now I guess we're waiting till Monday. Of course today is the first day he is showing no sign of a limp. Hmmph.

Anyway, today we went and looked for costumes at Target and a few other places, and since he wouldn't even try one on, we decided to either do a makeshift skeleton out of this cute hoodie Nikki gave him and some black pants he has, or borrow Porter's hamburger from last year. He'll be cute no matter what, and I'd rather not purchase a costume he won't wear. Again.

We're getting more excited about our little girl. Davis said today he is sort of set on Holden for her name, but that he is still totally open...and I am still 33/33/33 between Tommy, Holden and Annie Eloise. Seriously, some days I'm like "Oh, totally Annie Eloise. I'm ready to commit..." then the next day I'm like "Actually, I feel 100% about Tommy..." so I guess we're not really ready yet to commit. Ha. We got her rug in last week and it is sooo adorable. Cuter than I had even hoped. I can't wait to set up her room.

Adios for now.

Her Little Face

The sonogram went well...now waiting to see the doctor. Look at that sweet little face. Excited and thankful.

26 weeks

And we have the BIG sonogram tomorrow. Praying and hoping everything will look great. In the meantime, here are some facts on the baby at 26 weeks:
- She is about 9 inches, head to rump
- She weighs about 2 lbs and will really begin to gain now
- Her eyes are beginning to open this week- major!
- Finger and toenails are starting to grow
- She is about the size of an eggplant or squash

P.S. My grandma gave Davis the funniest hat with a felt chicken head on it. Usually Davis doesn't like anything on his head, but he thinks this hat is really hysterical. He wore it last night to let Honey in and thought that was just the bees knees. I'll try to get a picture this weekend.

Music Class

So we signed Davis up for music class, which meets twice a week at school. At first we sort of put it off, and felt a little nickel and dimed since it's extra, but then one day Bennett dropped Davis off at school when the music teacher was in his room, with her guitar. I think it was his first day back after Ohio and being sick and I was nervous about how he would do. Bennett said he lingered around a bit to make sure Davis was okay, and/but that Davis was immediately mesmerized by the woman and her guitar. He joked that he kept looking to make sure Davis was okay and Davis, in return, kept looking at him, then looking at the lady with the guitar, as if to say "Dad. Do you see what's happening here? This is amazing. Don't let the door hit you on the way out..."

So we signed him up. And now I'm thinking it's kind of silly because the class meets on Mondays and Thursdays and he isn't even there on Thursdays. BUT- music is great for kids and humans in general AND- we felt bad making him be the sad kid that has to go play in the other room during music class. Ha. So there you have it. We're softies.

Anyway- one thing I love is listening to him sing, making up words and mimicking sounds from the songs he is learning. Is there anything sweeter than a toddler singing? I think not.

He has his first school pictures- on his birthday- and I am SO excited to get those. I hope they have backgrounds with laser beams and stuff. My mom was always too classy for that so we would have the plain blue background...but I'm going to be like "fireworks? awesome. something exploding in the background? of course that will be a good backdrop." I don't know what that says about me- but he is a little boy. I have a few of Bennett with those tacky laser beams and they just crack me up.

So, in honor of What I Love Wednesday, a few things I am digging these days:
1) Bennett making me an over easy egg in the morning.
2) Davis eating more. YES. He loves sitting at the big table with his new booster seat.
3) How much baby girl is kicking.
4) That Rosie, the cleaning lady is coming today. Is there a better treat?
5) Compliments. A few people have complimented me lately and it's made me feel so good that I am going to try to be more aware of opportunities to compliment people. A little goes a long way.
6) Our Wednesday night community group.
7) That Davis all of the sudden calls one of his teachers "Mr. Kevin" and the other two just "Kathryn" and "Logan".
8) Davis' age. Bennett and I were talking the other day about how much we love this age. He can talk a little, he can understand, he's so fun.
9) Egg casserole. Nanny, I need that recipe, asap. :)
10) That Bennett was the main picture on Atomic Athlete this week:

11) That we're having a little GIRL!

Hug You Momma

Last night we went to HEB and Davis kept asking to get out of the cart to "hug you momma". This is usually a clever ploy to get down as typically he hugs me for one second and then squirms until I put him down, so he can then run amock. Last night, though, he nuzzled his little head into my neck and just kept saying "hug you momma...hug you momma..." as you can imagine, I was in heaven. It was so sweet and so unexpected and I thought back to when I was so worried he would never know I was his mom or love me any more than anyone else. You are probably reading this thinking that is silly, but seriously, he had a permanent serious face or frown until he was about 8 months and he could have cared less whether I was holding him or some stranger was holding him. So thankful he loves his momma.

This morning, I dropped him off at school and before I left I said "Okay, mommy's going to work, give me a big hug..." and he did. And then he ran off but quickly turned around and said "Hug you momma! Hug you momma!" And I hugged him and said "okay, I gotta go..." and I walked out the gate.

And through the gate, I could see him turn around, look at me and ask for one more hug. "Hug you momma! Hug you momma!" And I kept going. And he cried. Oh did he cry. And the whole walk up- I asked myself what I was doing. On one hand- I went to a special seminar that said to make clean breaks when you leave so they realize bye is goodbye. It helps them move on and have fun and stop thinking if they cry, you will go back. On the other hand, he might have needed just one more hug and I didn't go back. I sort of feel sick about it.

Tonight, he will get smothered in hugs.
P.S. This new background is in honor of fall and Halloween.

Honey Bun

Getting so excited about this little girl! It's like it just hit me. Three months and counting, and I just ordered her little rug. Its the pink one- called "Honey Bun". Can't wait to get it.

Honey's House

We spent the weekend in Fred at Honey's house- and it was jam packed with activities. Friday night was spent prepping for the garage sale, Saturday morning was spent selling at the garage sale, Saturday evening was spent at Furlfest (YAY! So glad Kirsten, Andy and Chad are back!) and then Sunday we had a lovely breakfast at my grandparents, and then drove home. The fun didn't stop there as Bennett bought me a pre-natal massage package leading up to February. How nice is that? I went and got my first massage- it was awesome- and then took a two hour nap. It was AMAZING. We went to Phil's last night, watched Homeland, and called it a weekend.

Here are some pics. This mouth/pursed lips thing is new- very focused. Also new, is saying things like "Uh happined?" and "Airisit?" (What happened and Where is it?)

P.S. if you didn't know this, you can click on the pictures to see them larger.

Some highlights of the weekend were:
- picking out baby bedding at red (Nikki designed them!)
- seeing Kirsten
- playing with Corky/B on Main street
- watching Davis squeal and run from Bennett and B
- breakfast at my grandparents- egg casserole- yum.

Separately, here is a blast from the past:

Nikki sent me this picture and it's so funny because these pencils represent places from Sioux Falls- I'm sure she found them digging through garage sale stuff...but the funny part is not that I remember all the places, but I remember all the PENCILS.

Well,

This is a lovely little stack of jewels, isn't it?

Moa Bar?

Davis really loved everything about Ohio. Including the Fiber One granola bars Katie buys. He had one while there and because it's rare that he likes food- I bought some right away when we got back. One night, after refusing dinner, he woke up around 11:00, just crying, so miserable and upset. I tried rocking, I tried milk, and then I said "Okay. Sorry. It's nigh nigh." As I walked out he said "hungy?" So of course I felt bad and went and got him something to eat- a fiber one granola bar. Oats and Chocolate to be exact.

I told him what it was and handed him a piece and he ate the whole thing in bed, then slept like a little log, full of oats and chocolate, and fiber.

The next night, as he was going to sleep, he kept saying something over and over and was so frustrated with me that I wasn't understanding. I tried everything. I couldn't understand what "Moa Bye? Moa Bye?" meant. Then finally realized, he was trying to say "granola bar". So I got him a little piece and he was happy and went right to bed.

I've created a monster. He is obsessed. Moa bars are what he wants for every meal and every snack and it's so funny to hear/see him when he gets one. You get out the granola bar, he checks immediately to confirm that it's the highly cherished fiber one bar, not a crappy nutri-grain bar, and if/when he sees that it is, he smiles and does a very low and evil laugh. Seriously. And I have NO IDEA where he picked that up.

He has a major diaper rash today- (poor kid can't catch a break)- so I made sure to stop and get some moa bars after my workout this morning for him. We hadn't had them in a few days. He was so excited and ate the whole thing, then asked for more. Who knew a kid would love something from Fiber One so much? They are pretty good though, I will admit.

Separately, he has said and done some funny things lately. Last night, he was just crying so hard about his diaper rash, he could hardly walk and was very distraught. Tears are pouring down his little face so Pico walks up, realizes something is wrong, and starts licking his leg. Bennett said that through his tears, Davis said "Pico. Thank you Pico..." like "you really get it- thanks for being there for me." Ha.

Bennett will kill me for this one, but I think it's funny. Also last night as he was painfully getting his diaper changed, he was just crying so hard when Bennett may or may not have passed a little gas. Bennett said Davis got quiet, paused and then looked at him and said "Poo Poo Daddy..." and it wasn't a question or an observation. It was said like "Oh Daddy, poo poo. Yuck." Ha.

Happy Thursday.

Gettin Punkins

Yesterday was so beautiful- it actually felt like fall- so after work we went to pick out some pumpkins. Davis was so excited. Actually he was more excited about the big tractors that were parked near the punkins, but after checking out the tractor, I tried to get him excited about the pumpkins by chanting "we're getting pumpkins, we're getting pumpkins!" He loved it and said it himself: "Getting punkins!!" We looked at all of them, some big some small, and Davis loved trying to pick them all up. We decided on two- a medium sized and a big one and as we were looking, he tried to pick the big one up and I said "Oh Davis, it's too big!" "Too big!" he said. :) Such a talker these days.

This morning I took him to school and for the 2nd day in a row, we put on a little sweatshirt over his t. As I put it on he said "Comfy! Comfy!" and yesterday he said "Cozy! Cozy!" Too cute.

Two fun things happened today at drop off- his teacher told me about them carving out a pumpkin yesterday and how Davis didn't want to touch the icky inside with a 10 foot pole. He does not like getting gooey stuff on his hands. Also, as I was hanging around, watching him play in his little blue hoodie, I watched him go from standing to sitting on his butt in about two seconds. His little "friend" Max had walked up, grabbed his hood, and yanked him to the ground. Ha. It sort of cracked me up. There was no malice- it was more like "Yeah, you're wearing a hoodie. What else do you think I'm going to do but pull you to the ground..." Davis, on the other hand, was quite upset about it.

"Momma! Hug! Momma! Hug!" He can't get enough hugs in the morning at drop off. It's so fun. Sometimes after I say "Okay, big hug, mommy's going to work..." he'll toddle off and then turn around so quickly for one last "hug! hug!" and then he is good to go with his friends. I can never get enough of those little snuggly hugs in his comfy, cozy clothes.

Life is Simple

And then you have kids.

And you realize exactly how simple life before kids was, by comparison. And sometimes, after a few rough weeks of sleepless nights, you ask yourself why you decided to have kids. (If you're being honest with yourselves...come on moms, don't hang me out to dry on this one). And it's not because you regret having kids. Not by any means- not even in the darkest hours. But moreso because you are wondering what exactly prompted you to take the first step on a journey that would be far more consuming and life changing than you ever could have expected. And then if you are like me, and you're sitting there, maybe sniffling, maybe full-on sobbing to yourself, you realize it doesn't really matter why you decided to have kids because you had no idea what having kids meant anyway.

Looking back- you stop sniffling and maybe chuckle a little at how you might as well have been thinking "I think I'd like to start a band. Wouldn't that be great? Yeah, I think I'll be lead singer of a band" because starting a band is literally as far from reality as your naive little nimwit ideas of what having kids would be like. What it would take. And also, in fairness, what it would give.

And you laugh for a moment. And then probably you sob a bit more. You sob because Davis came home miserable and limping that day...after a week of being so sick...following a week that ended with him being bitten at school. And you aren't sure you're doing the right thing. And you feel like you made the best choice- it is supposed to be the best little school in town- but you're starting to wonder. And you can't sleep because your heart hurts. It really hurts. Like physically. And then, because you have a vivid imagination and a very awake brain, you realize that this isn't even the worst. This is like the tip of the iceberg that sunk the Titanic.

Because one day he is going to get picked on at school. Or he is going to find out he didn't make the soccer team. Or worse, some slutty little vixen is going to break his heart and make him feel like he isn't good enough...(even though clearly, he's out of her league by leaps and bounds and she'll probably regret the day she dumped Davis Bennett for years down the road, and deservedly so). And you realize there is nothing you can do to prevent these things and you hurt for him and you also (again, if you're honest) hurt for yourself a little bit, because there are a lot of nights like this ahead.

And you finally sob yourself to sleep.

And when you wake up, he is there and he is smiling and he is chanting for CEWEAL!!! And his face lights up when he sees you bought Golden Grahams...and that face. That lit-up Golden Grahams face makes it all worthwhile. And you realize that God is giggling. And He's saying "This. This is what love is Sam." And you realize that while He's giggling at you, He was also there with you the night before when your heart was in your throat and he was also saying then "This. This that you are feeling for Davis? This is also how I love you." And you know that you are lucky to be part of something so amazing.

Thanks Baby

Yesterday Davis helped me carry things in from Target and so I said "thanks baby..." to which he responded, without skipping a beat, by saying "thanks baby" right back to me. Ha. Also, this weekend he walked into the living room, saw Bennett on the couch and said "Hi Daddy..." and while that doesn't read funny- he said it in this tone: "Well hello- didn't expect to see you here." It's always funnier when it's your kid. Okay. Moving on.

As I mentioned, Bennett did a huge amount of work in going through all of our junk in a couple closets in the house this weekend. This allowed us to free up what is currently the guest room closet, which will soon be the baby's room, so I could hang some clothes in her closet. OH MY GOSH. SO FUN. I'll take a picture and post tomorrow. Also I got two little plastic boxes to put on the shelf to house some baby things like thermometers, pacifiers, desitin, etc. They have hearts on them (the brighter colors, on the left, below). They are sort of cheesy but also really cute and they remind me of the 80s. I feel like Nikki had a shirt with hearts like these or something when we were little.

I also ordered a new boppy cover for her. Two reasons. 1) Davis' has a hole in it and 2) it's blue on blue polka dota and that just won't do. This one is better, don't you agree?

Next, we have to turn our office into an office/guest room by purchasing a sleeper sofa that will fit for goodness sakes, move the guest room stuff into storage, and begin on her room. And I don't want to wait any longer, really. Yesterday, when talking to my grandparents, my grandma said something about how I still have 3 months. To which I said "Nanny- three months will FLY by!" :) Plus, I just love thinking about putting her room together and I want to take my time.

So I'm hoping to make tons of cash at the garage sale Saturday (fat chance- I'm not selling that much) and get this train in motion. I can't wait. This week is going to be a good one...two workouts with Ahmad, drinks with girlfriends on Thursday, and then celebrating Kirsten's return to Texas on Saturday after the garage sale. OOOH, and it's supposed to get cold tomorrow. Have to get out my cold weather wear.

Have I gotten a little carried away with the picture storytelling? Perhaps. But I'm enjoying myself. Hope you are too.

In the Last Three Days

1) Davis has started feeling so much better!
2) I have started feeling better, though I did find a tiny blister on my toe today that I am obsessing over.
3) We had our third Santa Barbara Supper club at La Traviata with Courtney and B, followed by dessert at Second Bar.
4) We went to the UT game- oh my Lawd it was hot and we walked up and down and up and down and back and forth and cheered and ate sno cones and maybe some nachos with that gross (but sort of awesome) fake cheese.

5) We cleaned out our office closet, swapped the stuff in our guest room closet into the office closet, started going through everything in our house in preparation for a garage sale. Okay really, Bennett did the majority of the work here and I am so thankful.
6) We ate "Grands" with honey- my first time. AMAZING.
7) Bennett and Davis played with walkie-talkies and also practiced some serious wrestling moves on the couch.
8) We went to the park.

9) Davis found and played with dominoes. For hours.

10) I caught up with my grandparents on the phone!

This was a busy weekend and I am so glad we're finally feeling better. I hope it stays this way. And I hope Davis gets clearance from his doctor tomorrow to go back to school.

Little Mr. Sicky

Poor guy had another rough night last night. I hope he starts feeling better. I guess this could last 7-10 days. UGH. My mom came today to help so I could go back to work. We have our big 40th anniversary party tonight at work and I'm so excited. I just hope he goes to sleep okay- both for him and so I can actually go and enjoy it. Praying that I don't get it next. Thank God for Honey.

This is how we've been spending a good majority of the last two days.

Okay- one quick thing I don't want to forget. I've noticed lately that when Davis and I rock before bed- he can't get comfortable or settled as quickly. Now I know it's because of my growing stomach- but I can tell he is wondering what the deal is...he lays his head down on my chest, then sits up, sort of pushes my stomach in, looks at me and tries again. He then sits up again and scoots further out on my knees until he's at the right angle. Ha. Poor kid. We're both just going to get less and less comfortable in the next 16 weeks.

Lab you

Is what it sounds like when Davis says "love you". It is too sweet. As miserable as he feels, he is such a little sweetheart. I couldn't love him more.

So in addition to the ear infections, he has hand foot mouth. I looked it up and he has all the symptoms. Blisters on his feet and in his mouth, rash on his buttocks. Poor guy can't catch a break. He is handling it well though. Eats here and there, drinking lots of liquids.

Today we went and got him a dump truck filled with legos. A new toy always helps.

Make it a double...

Ugh. Double ear infection that is. Home from work and school with Davis today after a long night of screaming. We're tired. Hoped to send him back tmw until I got a note from his teacher saying there is a case of steep in his class, along with a strong chance of hand foot mouth (whatever that is). Awesome.

Ohio Overload

You ready for an Ohio picture overload? Here goes...

Their beautiful house.

The view from their backyard. Pretty hard to beat.

Patterson's Farm.

The apple barn at Patterson's farm.

Brayden and Davis picking apples.

So many apples to choose from.

Brayden trying to hug Davis for photo opp.

Still trying...

Eating apples.

Eating two apples.

Taking a break to really enjoy them.

Still eating...

So happy with his Ohio apples.

Katie, Callie and Brayden during our picnic.

This is Hudson- so cute!

The town square in Hudson.

Davis' favorite toy of Brayden's- he wouldn't get out!

Making applesauce.

At the pumpkin patch.

Sporting his UT gear, showing his support.

Checking out the leaf pile.

Not really sure what to do with the leaf pile...

Davis making himself right at home with his friends.

On a John Deere tractor ride.

Cracking heads in the corn pit.

Sweet Callie.

See, I wasn't kidding. We had so much fun, though, I wanted to share all the great things we did. I am missing Katie, and Davis is missing "bayden" already. I heart Ohio.

Tired

Today was another beautiful day in Hudson, Ohio. We went to a pumpkin patch, we played in a pile of leaves, went on a hayride, played in a pit of corn, and walked through what seemed like a neverending corn maze. We had so much fun...and I am also so tired. Exhausted from chasing Davis and trucking stuff all around, and I feel like while it's only 7:30, I could go to bed.

But I don't want to because it's my last night with Katie and this whole trip has been so fun I don't want it to end!

A couple cute things to remember...Brayden has more toys than any kid I've ever seen. We've played with most of them since we've been here- but today was the first day we went down in their finished basement where there is a toy story quantity of toys. As we walked down, Davis looked at the toys, looked at me, and then just started saying "Happy. Happy. Happy." Ha.

He also loved this little chair in Brayden's playroom and loved sitting in it to watch a show and eat popcorn before bedtime tonight. He felt so big. I love him so.

Hoping for another great flight tomorrow. I could use something easy. :)

Joy Joy Joy

Oh I hate that Bennett isn't here- not just because I miss him- but because he is missing seeing Davis maybe as joyful as I have ever seen him. The weather is gorgeous here, so we've played outside all day, and Davis could not be feeling more joyful. He adores Brayden and wants to do everything he does. They run and make each other laugh until they fall over. He woke up saying "Bay-den Bay-den!" And went to sleep saying "play? play?"

Today we drove to the best apple orchard and farm. It was huge. I have so many pictures, and I'll upload them when I get home, but seriously- the apples were beautiful and there were so so many. I've never just plucked apples off a tree- but it's so cool to do. And Davis loved it. More than picking them, he loved eating them. He probably ate the equivalent of a whole apple- but really had 3 or 4 going at a time. He just couldn't get enough. They were so juicy and sweet.

We had a picnic lunch, played on the hay bales, climbed on the tractors, and just had so much fun. He napped for 3 hours after, then we went to dinner in Hudson. Hudson is adorable, so picturesque, so quaint. We played on the thick green grass of the town square after dinner, and then went home to roast marshmallows. Ray built this great little fire pit out back in their forest- yes seriously- and Davis got to roast his first mallows! It was so fun and crisp outside. Then we played on the driveway until bedtime.

I wish I could capture that 30 minutes we played on the driveway. Davis was so happy. He ran and chased balls and he laughed and he high fived Brayden maybe 25 times and he got in and out of Brayden's little car and then on and off Brayden's little bicycle, and at one point I had to chase him to get him to stop running (laughing all the way) and when I grabbed his chest, I could feel his heart beating 100 miles a minute. It was so precious. I'm so glad we came. I'm so thankful he's so joyful and so thankful I'm his mom. We do miss daddy though and wish he was here! Tonight, in the car on the way home from dinner, Davis just looked at me at one point and said "Daddy?" I smiled and said "Yeah, do you miss daddy?" He said "miss. daddy." Me too.

Hudson, Ohio

We are here and it is beautiful. Amazing fall foliage, green plush grass, and cool air. Katie and Rays house is unreal, like out of a Country Home magazine, and Brayden and Callie are so adorable.

Good news of the day: the flights were awesome. We had our own row so he had so much space and could climb around.

Bad news of the day: Davis is doing a lot of shoving here in Ohio. Mainly to Callie, the sweet baby. What gives? I have never seen this before, he's clearly getting so excited and overwhelmed and then he shoves. Where is my sweet boy?

Tomorrow we head out to pick apples. So fun. Here's to a new day, with no shoving in it.

Oh also, a quick cute story. Brayden is newly potty trained so he can't have juice or milk before bed. I made the mistake of having a big glass of juice last night before he was asleep and he was so sad. I put mine away, but not before Katie was telling him that I am an adult and a guest, so "we want her to enjoy her juice..."

About five minutes later, I am walking upstairs and Brayden looks at me and says "Sam, I want you to enjoy your juice..." Ha! Kid is so smart. And sweet.

Once bitten?

Well, someone bit Davis at school today. Didn't break the skin but left a horrible red mark in the perfect shape of a mouth. What the heck? What do you do? It makes me so sad. They say that is pretty common for this age...in fact, the teacher said "some kids are pushers and shovers and some are biters and we work with them to realize they don't hurt their friends."

Bennett said that apparently it was clean up time and one kid wasn't cleaning up fast enough so Davis took his toys and started putting them away (kid LOVES to clean up) and then the other kid bit him. Davis was not happy. So in an incident like that, they take both kids and the biter has to hold the ice pack on the victim and apologize.

Geez. Rough day. Hope this doesn't happen again.

V for Victory

Two victories last night- they probably sound silly- but they are victories in my book. It's been so nice lately, so we've been playing outside and going on walks after work. This puts us back at the house later, and it means Davis eats dinner later. Last night, he ate at 6:45, and he ate: a whole jar of squash, a whole chicken patty, fruit and for reward: minas and cheerios.

We then played for a while and I introduced him to Bob the Builder- which he seemed to like- (thank God, if i have to watch more Caillou I might lose my mind). Can we fix it? YES WE CAN! And didn't go to bed until about 7:45. I was at my workout, but Bennett said he just fussed a little and then fell asleep. And he slept, like a rock, until I woke him up at 8:00 this morning. That's the Davis I know.

Tomorrow we leave for Ohio- I'm NOT excited about the flight- but I'm SO excited to get there! I have been praying that it's smooth and easy. Three and a half hours doesn't seem that long until you're stuck in a tiny space, with a two year old, and a person on your right or left that hates your guts.

Oh also- a few funny things I want to remember:
1) Davis is learning how fun it is to throw things. Sometimes I think it's funny too. Even when I shouldn't, I guess. But last night, he threw over the barstool and though I was telling him how upset I was, he didn't get it. He still thought it was funny. He then got pulled over to the wall to sit there and think for a while and he quickly realized how NOT funny it was. I looked at him and said "Say you're sorry," not really expecting a response. He looked at me with tears and said "sawwy." I also said, very firmly, "we don't throw furniture. Okay? OKAY?" also not expecting a response. He quietly said "okay..." and Bennett and I looked at each other and just almost died laughing.

2) Also last night, while they were rocking, Bennett played "Where's your XXX?" with Davis which usually starts with "Where's your nose? Where's your hair?" Bennett said that after a few, Davis will start to giggle and tuck his head down because he is anticipating Bennett saying "Where's your neck?" and then he tickles him to pieces. I love picturing that! He also said "Where are your elbows?" not really expecting a response- but Davis crossed his arms, touched his elbows and said "These my elbows". HA!

We totally underestimate that guy.

Dresses and Bows

A few little items I've picked up in the past week or so...
Starting to realize how quickly 3.5 months will go. Getting excited!