Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Tiptoe through the tulips

We all went to the Tulip festival in Mt. Vernon last weekend, and the weather was great! Sam's favorite part was riding the tractor around the field. A bunch of older boys were hanging out the back yelling "Whoa, look at the mud!" every time it splashed in a puddle, and Sam of course had to get in on the action and yell right along with them. He shouted "Whoa, mud!" for the next few days. And of course, he told the driver "thank you" when he was done.

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

We took Sam to Krispy Creme last Fridaynight to watch the donuts being made and pick out his very own. Of course, he picked the one with all the colored sprinkles. Here's the messy result.

Friday, April 18, 2008


Things I have said today:

"We wear pants when we are out in the world."

"No, honey, I said apple juice will help you poop,not that there's poop in the apple juice."

"You won't be saying 'yay taxes' in about 20 years, kid."

Sunday, April 13, 2008

Visit to Portland

Two sides of the same coin...

Can you guess who the second handsome little man is? Hint: It's not Mark.

Friday, April 4, 2008

Thursday, April 3, 2008

Our walk

Here are some pictures from our walk last week at the arboretum.

A Miracle!

A miracle occured last night. Per usual, Sam and I were laying on his bed nursing until he went to sleep. He was restless, and got up to ask for a drink of water, which I had nearby. Then, he wouldn't lay down to nurse again. "Go night-night like this!" he said, and laid down with his head near my feet. Okay, I thought, I'll go with this. "Do you want me to do anything, sweetie?" I asked, wondering how much longer he'd do this before getting down to the business of going to sleep. "Sing Little Star." "Okay, do you want me to rub your back?" "Rub back." So I rubbed his back and sang...and he was asleep in about 10 minutes! First time ever that nursing has been available during night-night, and he chose something else instead. When I told my mom about this, she asked if it hurt my feelings a little. I don't think it exactly hurt my feelings - it's more that I'm realizing that he's growing up and changing, and some things he really needed as a baby he doesn't need so much anymore, and I'm one of those things. I don't expect that suddenly he's going to stop nursing at night, but it's the beginning of a journey towards it. Sort of sad.