All Aboard the Cookie Train!

Paul David and Mimi made Valentine Train Cookies yesterday while I was at Bible Study.
The pictures tell the story...

Nothing like making cookies while eating a banana!

Mimi said that he LOVED the sifter...there was flour everywhere!

Using the mixer...she was brave!

So, they were ready to cut out the trains. Once she mentioned trains, this is what happened:

Ha! She said that he had a blast running the train around in the flour.

Finally, it was time to eat the train cookies:

Aren't they just the cutest?

23 Weeks

It's beginning to look a lot like...
I'M PREGNANT!

I said that at some point this belly would POP out, and this last week, it has definitely has shown it's presence. I've been thinking about how big I was getting, so I rounded up my belly shots from Paul David.
I had this one when I was 23 weeks in 2006:

I feel a lot better about my belly. Looks to me like I'm right on track!

This baby really acts like his/her big brother. When I sit still on the couch, the ping pong's start. If I drink milk and sit down, the kicking/stretching/punching increases. Every night when I lay down, it's Game ON! It's just the coolest thing to feel the baby move around. Hopefully, soon, Paul will be able to feel Baby as well. I still can't feel the kicks with my hand, either. I remember that it was awhile before we felt Paul David with our hands.

I am so fortunate that my sister and friend, Krystal, let me borrow some maternity clothes. I had no maternity pants (most/all of my stuff is summer...I do have a pair of denim shorts for every day of the week!) and they did, so it's been fun to have new clothes to put on. I can't tell you how comfortable this stuff is! I LOVE this top I have on, but it's a Medium, so I'm sure I won't be able to wear it long. If you see me often, you'll probably be seeing this shirt a lot from now until I get too big! Also, it's been warmer here this week, so I've pulled out a pair of Krystal's shorts/capris...oh, my word, it feels like I'm in pajamas! I just know I'll be living in those things in a couple of weeks when it starts getting warmer more often. So, thank you girls for lending me all your stuff!

One last thing: It cracks me up the difference in the fireplace from now and 2006. At one time, I did do a little Southern Living at Home decorating. Now our fireplace is decorated with Thomas, fish and animals. Oh, how times have changed...for the better of course!

More Fishies...

Paul David has NEVER been a sandwich eater. We've tried grilled cheese, peanut butter, jelly, both, ham, turkey...you get the picture. He will eat peanut butter crackers, though, so I if I need to take a sandwich somewhere, I usually take crackers instead.

Well, Nana and Papa gave him a Sandwich Cookie Cutter that makes fish and a heart. I've seen the ones that make dinosaurs and contemplated buying it, but he's never really been much into dinosaurs (God love him, he calls the one at the park an elephant...it's a triceratops). I thought the fish one might be a hit though.

So tonight I tried it out, and it was a HUGE success. He ate the plate clean and asked for MORE FISHIES! He ate a sandwich, people...this is huge in my life.

I'm just beside myself! Hopefully, this won't be a one time deal!

I Love You, You Love Me

Yee Haw

My parents came in this weekend, so we all with Paul's parents and Justin headed to the Humble Rodeo. When I was younger, we went to a lot of rodeos. We always had horses and rode all the time, so it was just our entertainment in our little circle! The last two years, my parents have been visiting during the Humble Rodeo, so we've gone. It's a fun, easy event to attend...it's not Rodeo Houston, but you don't have to put up with TONS of people, the parking at Reliant, and being so far away from the action. This little rodeo is perfect for us!

We rode the School Bus Shuttle...Paul David was SSOOOO excited about riding the School Bus.


Nana and Papa got him these Wranglers for Christmas. I couldn't resist getting a behind shot of him in them...such a cute little cowboy!

When we told him we were going to the rodeo to see horses and cows, he grabbed his plastic horse and was ready to go. He played with it a lot before the rodeo started:

We tried ALL night to get him to wear his Cowboy hat, but he would not do it. Finally, at the end, he put it on and was SOOO stinkin' cute in it. Oh, and he called it his "horsey hat." Cracked me up!

We had such a fun night. It was a great rodeo, and we did stay to see some of Kevin Fowler...who??? Yeah, I wasn't too familiar with him, but I think his songs may be pretty good and funny.

Not too Much Going On!!!

There really just hasn't been a lot going on around here to blog about! Paul David's of course has been adorable, and I could write all day about that. I just don't have pictures to go with everything, therefore, I forget them before I can write them down.

Just today though, we got out his animals that he got for Christmas. I have been trying since he was 18 months old (somewhere I read that was when a lot of kids started learning this) to get him to learn the animals and their sounds. I finally just gave up because he was not interested. Well, today, he started naming them all and knew their sounds really well. Ok, I say he named them all...he actually called the bull, "Daddy Bevo" and the cow, "Mommy Bevo!" Ha! So, I'm hoping that he's known these all along from my continuous naming and saying sounds, but just thought I was silly until he heard his teacher's using the same language and decided I wasn't crazy OR he just NOW got it. If so, maybe we should start worrying!!!

Don't forget that there are pictures on my Project 365 blog, too.

Until next time (when hopefully, there is more going on)...

Oh, No Mommy...

is what I hear coming from Paul David's room a minute ago. I go in and there's water dripping from his bed. He says, "Oh, no Mommy. Wash Night, Night!" Meaning, "Oh, No Mommy, I spilled water on my bed!" He had smuggled my water glass with the lid and straw into his room, then let it fall over on his bed! "Wash Night, Night!" cracked me up!

Evidence

I was reading a Project 365 Blog the other day that was giving ideas for pictures. One of ideas was to take pictures of all the "evidence of little ones" you find around your house! I was like HA, I've been doing that but never really thought to call it "evidence!" I was just thinking those pictures would be seen in the future and my kids would think that Mama was nuts taking random pictures of our toys! I think it's a great name and idea though!

Here's a few pieces of "evidence of little ones" that we've found after Paul David's gone down for a nap or gone to bed at night:

I have to tell you about this little orange train--last year on Paul's birthday (Dec 28th), we were headed to his brother's to watch fireworks. We stopped at Whataburger to pick up dinner and got Paul David a kid's meal (his first ever kid's meal that we'd ever bought). He got this orange train in it. At the time, he paid NO attention to it. I think, I'm not 100%, but I think it's a Polar Express train, and somehow, I think Paul David knows that too. Now, it's one of his favorite toys. We've lost and recovered it about 10 times in the last couple of months! He calls it the "orange engine!" Hundreds of dollars invested in Thomas, and he's going to LOVE a train from a $4.00 Kid's Meal...go figure!

Anyway, on with the evidence:

Paul spotted the helmets the other night. The Cats Vs The Longhorns on College Gameday!

Ok, so I know I just posted a Belly Picture on my 365 blog, but I had Paul take another yesterday because I loved this sweater on me (Thanks, April) and since it's actually Maternity, it made me "look" pregnant!
More Evidence of another "little one" on the way:

Me and Baby at 21 Weeks

For all My Family and Friends...

North of us...it's 76 degrees here and BEAUTIFUL outside!
Bundle up and keep warm up there!
I hear it's headed our way tomorrow!

ARGH!

My friend, Krystal and I were talking the other day about how we hoped that our blogs showed our real life, and not just all the good, fun stuff. I really think mine is guilty of just showing the good because sometimes, you just don't want to share the really awful stuff that happens behind closed doors! Really though, we have very few bad days around here, but they're usually not just one incidence...it's usually a build up of a bunch of things, but by the time he goes to bed, I can't remember why it was so bad!

Well, yesterday it was bad...in one instant, I turned into Paul David's worst nightmare...or I hope that's what he got out of it:)

It was about 7:00...Paul was running late, and I decided to just go ahead and feed Paul David. He asked for popcorn (you know those Christmas tubs with cheese, butter and caramel popcorn in them), so I just opened the tin for him to graze while I fixed his dinner. The next thing I know, the tub is being turned UPSIDE DOWN on the carpet. We were at the bottom of the tub with only caramel left (which leads me to believe that he was dumping it to find the cheese...his favorite) and about a MILLION crumbs (side note: I had just vacuumed yesterday morning!)

So, I let out a "NOOOOOOO" that was more like a low growl that sounded a lot like Satan! I ran over and gave him a swat, then started in with the fussing. I won't go into the whole conversation, but it included words like I trusted you, Mommy's sad, Mommy's disappointed...you know all the words a 2 year old had NO idea about, but made me feel better...I was that hot! So I try to get him to help me pick it up..."NO" he tells me through his sobs. I start using my hand with his hand to pick it all up...his hand touched every piece that got picked up. He didn't like the caramel sticky on his hand at all, so there was lots of crying through this.

In the middle of all this, I thought about my sweet friend, Amanda, who'd had a similar happening a couple of weeks ago with a 2 year old, a bag of powdered sugar and some grout, and she kept her cool and didn't get upset. Well, that wasn't me last night, even though I wished it had been. I'm going to have to work on my initial reaction to things!

The rest of the evening consisted of: a bath with no bath toys, no more Mickey on TV (I got to watch the Bachelor while he played), and eating dinner while watching me vacuum. I sure hope he got the point. Daddy made him apologize to me when he got home.

Let's get back to cuteness today, shall we???

Mama said there'd be days like this...

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UPDATE: I finished this post, went and got him out of bed, gave him his milk and some Cheerios, went to the bathroom, and came back to find this:

Luckily for him, I didn't get as upset because I had heard it happen and prayed to be calm, yet firm. He did have to pick them all up and put them in the bowl (well, the ones he didn't eat that is). ARGH! What has gotten into this child???