I need to write the following conversations down before I forget them. Joshua is growing so fast and is always saying such funny things.
Joshua: When I grow up, I am going to marry two princesses.
Me: You can only marry one.
Joshua: But I want two. I will marry two of them, okay Mommy?
Joshua: Mommy, are you afraid of monsters?
Me: No, I am very brave.
Joshua: No you're not, you're a girl. Girl's can't be brave, they're scared, and it's the boy's job to save them.
Joshua: Mom mom is a very smart grandma.
Me: Yes, she is very smart.
Joshua: She's the brave grandma too, because she squishes bugs.
We live and breathe Thomas the Train over at our house. Joshua had a very red rash in the region that is usually covered by his underwear. I was concerned because the rash was localized on one area but not on his bottom area (if you catch my drift). So, I took him into the doctor to get him checked out. When she removed his underwear to take a look, Joshua said, "Are you checking out my engine?" The doctor looked at me with a puzzled expression. I then tried to embarrassingly explain that while we do not refer to that body part as his engine, occasionally Joshua will just pick a random body part to be his train engine for the day. And, I guess on that particular day, it was his unmentionables.
His bottom is always his firebox (and when he poops his firebox is very dirty and he must be taken to Sodor Steam Works to have it cleaned and repaired). His head is always his smokestack. His feet are both his pistons and his wheels. His hands blink like his lights, and his mouth is his whistle. He's got quite the imagination.
While pulling his little backpack on wheels, Joshua impressed all of the people in the airport by occasionally stopping and exclaiming: "I am getting so tired because I am pulling a heavy load." Or, "My pistons are pumping so hard and my boiler is bubbling." Or, "I am a very useful engine and I am a shy Thomas." Or, my personal favorite, "Mommy, this is making me very cross."
Anyway, he keeps us laughing.
Mercedes lied to me the other day. She says "yes" to most questions in the sweetest little voice. But, she is learning how to say no as well. She hates getting her diaper changed and will usually hide from me. Well, I smelled something stinky, but I had just changed her so I didn't think she could possibly be poopy again. So I asked her, "Are you poopy again?" She started to say yes and when she saw me get up to change her she looked to the left corner of her eyes and then changed her answer to no, when she was in fact poopy. She's such a sweety and I love her morning cuddles and cute expressions.
Jon Mark is doing well. I am in AZ anticipating his arrival on Friday. Vacations without him aren't the same, so I'm glad he'll be joining us soon. He thinks he did well on his finals and he's all done for this semester.
I'm pretty sore these days (especially my back). The relaxin hormone always kicks in pretty early in my pregnancies, at least I think that's what is causing the pain. I pop and click and feel like an old woman who has trouble bending over and getting back up again. But, I'm okay and I shouldn't complain. It could be worse, and for that I am grateful (does that make any sense). The baby kicks and prods me all the time, which I like right now. Soon it will be big enough to hurt, but right now it just gently reminds me that he or she is okay and doing well... which I find comforting. I can't help but worry about that cyst on the brain that they discovered during the ultrasound, but they assure me that everything else looks great and so they aren't concerned about it (apparently they're pretty common and resolve on their own--but still, how can an expectant mother not worry when the 1 in 300 chance that it's something like Trisomy 18 is such a scary possibility???). Prayer and faith, that's what we're doing over here.
I love being a stay at home mom and I can't help but feel so blessed in this station of my life. Merry Christmas if I don't get a chance to blog again before Christmas.
PS. I do have pictures that I have taken, but I don't have the plugs to transfer them to the computer. That's all in Ohio, and I am far from Ohio right now.
3 comments:
So sad I don't get to come!! I want to cry.
That is so cute that he is that into Thomas! I barely even know who Thomas is! :) Josie had that on her brain too, but none of the other signs, so they told me not to worry about it, but it was at the back of mind until I had her and saw for myself that she was fine! Good job to Jon Mark! I hope he gets there soon!
It has been so fun having conversations with him the last week. I appreciate all the laughs I have from talking with him. He is so smart.
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