Cool Shoes!

The little stinker is starting to be quite opinionated about what he wears. The other night, he wanted to wear a onesie that doesn't fit him anymore, a hoodie, a diaper, and a pair of flats. He actually wore this outside, but I don't think anyone saw.

What an outfit!

Cheese Banana!

The little stinker ate a banana tonight and was grinning at it right before each bite. I tried to get that on camera and only sort of succeeded... but I did manage to capture his eyebrows and his future as a class clown.

I guess since "Cheese Pizza!" was such a hit, he decided to try it with a banana. Goober.

Great Sorrow

I've been thinking a lot today about the little guys birthday and about our hospital stay when he was brand new.  It was an amazing experience but a little scary as well.  The booger wasn't doing super at first, but rebounded quickly and has grown into a wonderful little joy as chronicled here.

On that first day there were lots of doctors and nurses in and out, but there was one person I was surprised and happy to see.  One of the first doctors to come in and see the kiddo turned out to be a girl I graduated with in high school.  I hadn't seen her for probably 10 years or more, but she was as sweet and kind as ever.  In high school she always had something positive to say and always wore a huge smile no matter what the situation, and that hadn't seemed to have changed. I immediately felt comfortable and was able to get a good grasp on how my brand new baby boy was doing.  She reassured Emily and me that, while he was distressed to begin with, all was fine now and there was nothing to worry about.  It was really great seeing her as she was always simply, purely, and genuinely nice.

I learned late last night that she passed away suddenly this past Sunday.  I'm not sure of the details, but it made me thankful to have run into her and reconnected at such an important point in my life.  When you hear about tragedies such as this, you think about how fragile life is.  I just wanted to go in, pick the boy up, and hold him.

Please say a prayer for her family.

On a lighter note, here is a cute picture from when he was brand new.

Connections

I was reading our little sponge "If You Give a Cat a Cupcake" tonight-- it's one of our favorites. In the book, the cat and his owner visit the Hall of Apes. The little guy loves that page. It's a picture of lots of monkeys swinging from branches. He was pointing at the book and saying "Monkeys swinging from trees!" in his largely unintelligible toddler way when he started gesturing wildly. He told me that one of the monkeys fell out of the tree and bumped his head. Then the monkey's mama called the doctor and the doctor said "No more monkeys jumping on the bed."

I about died I was laughing so hard. He fascinates me.

Safety?

Our super-secure baby gates definitely contain the little dude-- but because they are kind of a pain to open, we (the taller members of the family) usually just climb over them. I have to stand on my tiptoes to make it over-- and I almost fell down the stairs last night (so dumb). I didn't learn a thing, though, because here I am setting a bad example for the little guy tonight.

Reunited!

The little dude was a tad clingy today, but I didn't mind. 

In other news, when our friend's parents were leaving our house tonight after Bible study, he called out "Bye Grandma! Bye Pappaw!" *Yikes* Luckily (for everyone), they are already grandparents and were not offended... Phew!

Cheese Pizza!

The little guy was cracking us up at dinner tonight. He was scowling at Eric, but when we asked him "Why the sad face?" he started wiggling his eyebrows and grinning. He's a total clown-- we can't take him anywhere. I tried to get his eyebrow moves on video, but ended up with this instead:

It's good to be home.