Could Have had a V8

This is a quick post but I thought it was rather funny. It is amazing what little kids pick up from the TV. We were watching cartoons of course, just an old family tradition. The V8 commercial came on you know the one were people are passing up their vegetables and getting hit on the forehead. After, the commercial was over little Ross ran over to big Ross and hit him on the forehead. I thought it was hilarious because in all honesty Big Ross doesn't eat vegetables or fruit that often. So, it was totally appropriate. However, we cant encourage little Ross to hit but I thought this was a moment that needed to be written down.

Playgroup: So much Fun

Today Ross and I got to go to playgroup. I have forgotten how much I love them since I haven't been able to go due to one of the children I use to watch. It is just so nice to sit around and talk to people that are my age. The biggest plus besides the food is getting out of my house. I truly enjoy being around all the women from my ward. It is just a reminder that there are people in the world that share my same values. It is so uplifting. Anyway, by the end of the playgroup we were all sitting in Delinda's kitchen just talking while the kids were doing who knows what. Hey nobody was crying so all must have been going well. The thing I thought was the neatest was there were moms sitting on the kitchen floor. It just reminded me of my younger days from high school get togethers, crazy to think that has been almost a decade. Anyway, I am so excited for the next one so I can feel young again.

Pictures from the Goodbye Dinner

This is the three boys. Parker thought it would be a good idea if they all held hands.
This is one day that Katie was packing and they got to come play. I took as many pictures as I could and this is the only one that turned out. Note: I tried to take pictures of Reid too I just couldn't get him to hold still.
Look at their dirty little faces.
I love this one.

Take Good Care of My Baby

This weekend little Ross was so darn cute, "Taking good care of his (pink) baby" He found this little pink plush baby and started taking care of it. The day started off with him taking the baby around in the grocery cart and putting her down for a nap. Then he decided later on it was time to put her to bed so he took her to his room. When he came back out I asked him if he put her in a bed and told her good night. He ran back to his room, Ross and I turned down the volume on TV to hear him, he sat back there for at least two minutes talking to her. He then ran out to the living room and told us "Shh!" So, we were very quiet. Then when it was time for him to go to bed he told us "Shh!" again. When we opened his door his "pink" baby was asleep on his pillow covered up with a blanket. The next morning he had to feed her. So, I gave him a little medicine bottle shaped like an actual nipple. After he was done feeding her he brought her into the bathroom and held her over the toilet to pee. When she was done he told her "Good job" That is what we tell him when he uses the potty. He is such a character. I know he will be a good big brother to his sister.

All About "Cash"

This week doesn't even compare to last weeks. I have just had the time to enjoy little Ross and Big Ross. Little Ross is still a hand full but what two year old isn't. Did I ever mention how much my son Loves Johnny Cash? He will demand to listen to "The Ring of Fire" every moment of the day. If we are on the computer it is playing, if he has a choice of what to play over the TV it is that CD, or when he is going to sleep it is playing or he is singing it. Wednesday night I heard him jumping on his bed signing "Down, down, down" he says the ring of fire part but it is not clear at all. As much as Ross and I love Johnny Cash this song is starting to get old. We are hoping that he will learn to "Walk the Line" or something.

The Dream

So last night I had the craziest dream about my baby. When I woke I up I told Ross that I knew what we were having. He said "you do?" I said " Yep, a little girl and her name is to be Annie May!" He didn't confirm that it was a little girl but he was very interested in the dream. I do believe that things can come in dreams but that was to odd for me. I would have never thought of that name in a million years but it does have significant. My moms middle name is Ann and both my grandma's middle names were May. Ross asked me if I just wanted him to tell me what we were having and I said nope I still want to be surprised. Even though because of the dream I am almost certain I am having a little girl. So here's hoping.

The Ice

My son has officially turned into a little hypochondriac. His new thing is wanting ice for everything on his body. Given it is cute but it can start to wear on me when he is wanting it every five minutes. It all started a couple of days ago when he bumped his head and we gave him a little ice pack to put on it. It is to the point now where he wont even have a bump, he just decides or remembers a bump from who knows when and ask for the ice. He is a pistol to say the least. But hey hes mine.

Update: He had to take the ice pack to bed with him. When I asked him what it was for, he said "Butt" and held it to his backside. He gets that from his Daddy icing his back.