Tuesday, April 7, 2009

our big boy.

so my good friend allison told me that some of her favorite times with her little girl madeline were in the grocery store. when madeline was old enough to sit up in the grocery cart. and allie and madeline could shop and play at the same time.

so allie, i get it. and yes, you're right. it's wonderful.

i'm making potato soup tonight. one of clint's absolute favorites. and green chili cornbread muffins. yummy. courtesy of paula deen...and cookie. because sometimes recipes aren't really right. yes, it's true. there is too much oil in the paula deen recipe. so cookie has to help me fix it.

anyway, pratt loves grocery shopping. i think it's because he's going to be like cookie and his uncle andy...and maybe one day be a great chef. oh, that would just be wonderful!

here he is in the grocery cart. and don't worry, i wiped down that entire cart with antibacterial wipes. i forgot the cart cover that cookie gave me. i'll have to keep it in the car from now on. but it seems that there will be lots more grocery shopping in the days ahead! yeah!!! because i love to grocery shop. sans list. just walk up and down the aisles. i really do love that.



pratt is getting so big. so fast. i rarely use his carseat for anything other than driving now. which is nice...because that thing is getting heavy!

today has been a good day. we went grocery shopping and then he watched while i peeled potatoes. it really doesn't take much for him to be interested in something.

i didn't sleep well last night because of sinus stuff, and took an aleve cold and sinus this morning. let me tell you..if you have any sinus trouble, this is the medicine for you! it's one of those with pseudoephedrine in it...so you have to use your drivers license to buy it. and you only get like 6...but man, do they work!!!

i feel like i'm on an upper. diet pills. or those yellow jackets that i used to buy at gas stations in college. don't judge. i had organic chemistry to study for. i had to find something to keep me up...and coffee wasn't cutting it. anyway, i could lift my car at this point. that's seriously how i feel. and my scalp is moving all around. maybe i should go lay down...

just wanted to document the grocery trip...and pratt's first time to sit up like a big boy! he's growing like a weed.

oh, and our 6 month appointment is tomorrow. we're a little late (about a month) because of the rash. so if you happen to think of us tomorrow around 1, say a little prayer for pratt. because he'll be getting stuck with needles. yucky.

have great nights!

1 comment:

Christy said...

Ali is three and we STILL like going to the store together! She's at the age where she has to know about everything...and I love telling her about it!

(I really like the new background. MUCH easier to read!)

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i'm a girl who likes to write. not a girl that's necessarily good at writing. it's cathartic, i think. and boy do i need that from time to time. i married a wonderful man named clint in may of 2007. he is everything i am not. he is calm. he makes plans. he is organized. his truck is always clean. his clothes are hung by types of shirt/color/size/etc. i'm full of nervous energy. i'm spur of the moment. i can't ever find what i'm looking for. we live in my car...pretty much. i'm lucky if my clothes are within ten feet of my closet. God gave us a precious angel of a baby in september of 2008. his name is pratt allen. he is 2.5 years old.we have another little one on the way. his name is max wesley. and he is due may 19th. somehow i'll be the mother of two boys. craaaaa.zy. i spend my days cleaning house. picking worms and caterpillars out of the flower beds. cooking meals. shopping at target. washing clothes. playing on the floor. reading books. doing puzzles. traveling to sonic. and the library. and blogging. i hope you enjoy our blog. feel free to leave a comment. hopefully it's a nice one. i tend to wear my heart on my sleeve.