a big weekend.

this past weekend, nancy came down and spent the night. he was really good for his nana while in the bathtub. i don't think he really cried at all. he's gotten to where he actually enjoys the tub. i think i figured out why...

you know how when you're in the bathtub, and you get cold, you might as well get out. the whole point of taking a bath (besides being clean of course) is warmth. well, i thought maybe he hated it because he's cold. so i set up a space heater in the bathroom and i put a warm, wet washcloth over his belly and chest during the bath. that way he stays warm. this is probably something everyone else in the world has thought of...but not me. i was very proud of myself.

i don't have any pictures of pratt with his nana. i'm not good at taking pictures. i usually depend on everyone else to send me theirs. i'll get better and post some soon. i promise.

on saturday afternoon, pratt met his mamaw fulks for the first time. she is his great grandmother. mamaw suffered a stroke a while back...and has since had several mini-strokes. she's currently rehabing so this was pratt's first time of meeting her. she and papaw were so excited about seeing him.

the minute clint carried pratt in, mamaw started crying. she is unable to speak...but the tears and her face said it all. we have full faith that she knew who pratt was. she reached out and put her hand on his blanket. for a long time, she just held onto him.

we didn't take any pictures of the visit for personal reasons...but we are confident that pratt will see her again...and we'll get pictures then. i would love nothing more than for pratt to grow up and know her. know her strength. know her wisdom.