Big Mouth

We were eating lunch at Fuddruckers today- if you haven't been there, there is a lot of stuff on the walls- lots of pictures and knick knacks of all sorts. There was a picture of Mick Jagger singing behind our table. Elliot being the observant kid that he is saw the picture and said, "He's gonna eat that ball!"

Well, maybe he is, I mean, his mouth is pretty big...

The things Elliot says

Elliot is starting to say something funny or cute on a pretty regular basis now. I am going to try to write them down so that 15 years down the road, I can tell Elliot that he really said this stuff!

So a couple of days ago, Elliot and I were in the bathroom. I was talking to him about how big boys use the potty, and if he wanted to be a big boy, he should go poopy on the potty. He replied, "I can't!"

I asked him why he couldn't and he said to me, "Because I said so!"

I guess I have said that to him a few times when he asks me why. They really do listen and learn from you, don't they!

My First- "Kids Say the Cutest Things" Moment

This last Tuesday night we were all in the car driving to Target. Elliot was in the backseat watching a movie as usual, I was riding and Mark was driving. We were on a divided highway, so there was a car in the right lane passing us. I looked over and saw an old beater truck with a really rough looking guy driving. He was probably in his early 50's with stringy, unkept salt and pepper hair, and a long straggley beard to match. As he was passing, he was puffing away on a cigarette. I thought to myself he looked rough, but didn't think any more about it.

About 30 seconds later, I hear out of the backseat, "He's got a crayon in his mouth!"
Of course, Mark and I started laughing, and so I asked him what color the crayon was and he said, "Orange!" (The color of the filter)

We told Elliot that it was in fact a crayon, now we just have to make sure that he doesn't try to do it!!! He was so proud of himself that he figured it out, and you could tell that he put some thought into it because it was well after the guy passed us. It just amazes me how those little brains work!

Torpedo tummy

I had Mark take a couple of pictures of me and my ever-increasing stomach. I am now 32 weeks along- only 8 more weeks to go. I can't tell you how much paranoia I have that I am going to have this baby any day. I keep telling myself that more people are overdue than premature, but my wonderful imagination doesn't seem to listen to common sense.

I am starting to have all of those old feelings that I felt the first time around which made me question if I would ever go through this whole pregnancy thing again. My feet and toes swell up like little sausages- that will be my next post- you can see my super hot sock lines. I am finding it harder to move and do anything, and if I ever drop something on the floor, I always hope that someone else is standing close by so that they will take sympathy on me and pick up whatever I dropped.

My body is also preparing for the joys of newborn night-waking too- I wake up almost every hour to get up and go to the bathroom. Add Elliot to the mix of waking up and I might as well kiss a good night's sleep goodbye!

I must continue to remember- "This too shall pass" and before you know it I am going to be putting posts on here of how #2 moved to a big boy bed and is sleeping in the hallway with his older brother!!

Oh yeah, and please don't mind the deodorant marks on the shirt I am wearing. I guess it could be worse, at least I am wearing deodorant.

It won't be long...

I am now 8 1/2 weeks away from my due date and everyday something gets harder and harder to do. Now just going to bed and rolling from one side to the other is like running a 5K. I have to say that this pregnancy is easier to handle because I know that I will instantly feel better after I have this little guy. For those of you that haven't had the opportunity to feel what it is like to have a baby in the middle of your body, it basically feels like you have some big rods going through your stomach that don't allow you to bend over or move very easily. It just feels like this huge "thing" is in the way of everything you do.

I am really looking forward to being able to get back to the routine of running (even though I don't go very fast). I was in Madison on Friday, so I went into Endurance House (a running store) and just looked around. It made me really want to be able to get out there and just go for a run. I just keep telling myself, it will be soon enough! Until then I will have to live vicariously through Erin and Jen and cheer them on at their triathalon! Go girls!!

Hallway Sleeper Update

It has now been two weeks since we took the front off the crib. Elliot is still sleeping in the hallway. As my BFF Erin pointed out, he did learn it from me, which is true because my parents have numerous pictues of me sleeping in random places when I was a little kid. Please understand, I am in no way complaining about the fact that Elliot sleeps in the hallway! I am actually very pleasantly suprised with how well the transition has gone.

We are still using the light on a timer to signal when Elliot can get up in the morning and he is really following it! He gets it! It amazes me that a 2.5 year old can grasp concepts like that, but I suppose I shouldn't be amazed.

Onto another funny story about Elliot, Mark lifted him up onto his shoulders one day and Elliot looked down at the top of Marks head. He looked for a while and then said, "Daddy, where'd your hair go?"

Mark told him that it fell out once he had him! Where do kids get this stuff?!?!?

No Story Needed

When I walked to Elliot's room to perform the nightly routine of putting him in bed after he falls asleep in the hall, this is what I found.

Nice.