Our little "Poke"

Nolan was all decked out in his Cowboys PJs the other night. I can't believe how much he's changing. He says "hi" all the time now, and always throws in his little wave, too. He's taken a few steps here and there, but he's not officially "walking" yet. Once he doesn't think about it and just lets himself go, he'll be walking. And then, life will never be the same. :)

And the "after"...

Ahhhhh....

Okay, so I know the green is bright. Craig and I love it! Others don't seem to be as fond as we are... but we've decided we're the ones who ultimately have to be happy with it. Right? :)

The kitchen before...

We have ALMOST finished our kitchen remodel. YAY! New countertops, appliances, paint, cabinet fixtures. Only the dishwasher left (We only bought it a couple of years ago... and now we need black to match our "update." We've heard you can buy only the door to the dishwasher and not have to purchase the entire thing... let's hope!)

Here are the "before" photos. (I didn't realize how bad it was! HA!)

Oh, Sophie...

Waylon attends day care with a little gal who is full of life, named Sophie. It's not uncommon for Waylon to come home with a new story of what Sophie did or said. And, it's pretty tough not to laugh out loud when he does.

Tonight, I was talking to him on the phone as I drove to Des Moines for a meeting I have tomorrow. I asked how his day at "Andi's" house went. He said it was good.

Then, he told me as serious as could be, "Mommy, when Sophie's mom came to pick her up, Sophie told me she was going to give me a knuckle sandwich. That's not nice. I don't want a knuckle sandwich. She gives knuckle sandwiches to her daddy."

I bit my tongue to prevent a burst of laughter, and said, "We don't give knuckle sandwiches, do we? That's not nice."

I can hardly wait to hear what he learns from her tomorrow.

How to explain?

Waylon's been in an inquisitive mood lately about where he and Nolan were in the days before they were born. The other day, he looked at mine and Craig's wedding photo, and he asked where he was when the photo was taken. "Was I in your belly, Mommy?"

Goodness... how do I answer this!? So, I did the best I could... without giving the "full" explanation. :)

I said, "Yes, in a way. You were very, very, very tiny..."

I told Craig about it later, and he was appalled that I would tell our son he was in my belly for our wedding! (For the record, he was born two years after we were married! Ha.) So, I offered to let him have a little talk with Waylon to explain it "the correct way."

He respectfully declined. :)

Now, let's hope he doesn't go to school, telling his friends he was in Mommy's belly on her wedding day...

Time with my boy

Waylon has really been in a "mommy mood" lately. He wants me to hold him as he falls asleep, and seems to want me around all the time. I was gone four days last week for the NJSA National Youth Leadership Conference, and that seemed to kick things up a notch.

Since last Sunday, when I returned, he's been counting the days until we can spend "two whole days together." Talk about breaking a mom's heart!!

Yesterday, Craig watched Nolan, so that Waylon and I could have some quality time together. We didn't do anything special. Stopped at Casey's, and let Waylon pick out whatever candy he wanted. Went to Big R for a dog house. Ate at BW3s on the patio outside (gorgeous day!). Bought some vegetable plants for the garden. It was a simple day, but it was wonderful.

Last night, he told me, "Something hurts. I think it's my finger. I can't go to Andi's house tomorrow. You'll have to stay home with me." Ugh. Once again, break a mom's heart!

I wish we could have more of those days together. And, we will. Waylon asked me this morning, "How many more days until we can be together again?" I told him four. And, I'm not sure which one of us is looking forward to it more. :)

Growing up too fast!

I can't believe it. My baby took his first step this weekend. It was only one step... but it was a step! How in the world has time gone so fast? With Waylon, I couldn't wait for him to reach each milestone. And, although I celebrate each of Nolan's milestones, too... they just seem to come before I'm ready for them! :)

He's already 10 1/2 months old... has 8 teeth... and eats everything in sight. The other night, he ate asparagus, ham and broccoli. That's my boy!

What they say IS true. We simply have to cherish every little moment, don't we.