Tuesday, April 15, 2008
A pumpkin for Halloween...
We're having a baby! As many of you know, after suffering a miscarriage it can be nerve-racking to get pregnant again and worry even more that something is going to go haywire! We've somehow managed to hold out on our big news for the last 12 weeks but with a second healthy ultrasound this afternoon, we (the "me" part of we) have decided it's time to break the news! We're thrilled, of course, still a little scared but excited to have another little munchkin to keep us on our toes. But seriously, I'm due on Halloween...kinda creepy if you ask me! :)
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Theology...
Today a friend of mine told me about someone that she knew who had just gotten home from a two-week-long mission trip. This was the lesson she brought back with her:
"One thing I learned on this mission trip is that pissing contests can get real messy."
There. You. Have. It.
"One thing I learned on this mission trip is that pissing contests can get real messy."
There. You. Have. It.
Saturday, March 29, 2008
As promised...
Okay, so this is EVERY day (like 3 times a day because he can't get around if we don't clean it up during every nap)...not just a once in a while thing...God love him! :)







Friday, March 28, 2008
Mischief!
Can't you tell by the gleam in his eye how mischievious he is?? Everyone at our house has been sick this week and the poor little man just doesn't feel good but (for those of you who don't know Bailey very well) he's not the type to just snuggle and hang out when he's sick. He gets even more off the hook. It's like he doesn't know what to do so he just does the usual only louder and more destructively. Tomorrow I'll post a picture of what the house looks like about 2 hours after Bailey wakes up in the morning. In the meantime...+054.jpg)
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Thursday, March 13, 2008
My First Happy Meal

Monday, February 18, 2008
Talk about having a monkey on your back...
Monday, February 4, 2008
His Royal Cuteness...

Bailey *loves* his tractors. And his airplanes. And his blocks. And his dog. I don't think I'll ever get used to how cute he is or cease to be surprised by how smart he is. He started saying "door" this week. What one-year-old says "door" before alot of other words? I caught him trying to blow his nose the other day. He thinks it's hilarious when people blow their nose and yet he scowls like crazy if you burp. I know, right? Mr. Manners!
Yesterday when we were watching the Giants kick some Patriot trash, Bailey was upstairs in the bathtub during the last 2 minutes (the most exciting part of the game, I might add!). He heard Mom and I downstairs yelling "Go! Go!" and he was trying to get out of the bathtub and was telling Daddy "Do! Do!" (he hasn't quite gotten the "g" sound yet...). He couldn't wait to get downstairs to see what Mommy and Grandma were yelling and carrying on about. What a sweet baby! And a born sports fan! Yahoo! :)
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