Monday, November 2, 2009

along came mr. alligator.

just had to document something.

today pratt and i ran to the library. after i grabbed a stack of books for myself, i decided it was only fair to let pratt play on the kid's mat for a while. i put him down, and turned to sit down and look through my books...and when i looked up, he was crawling across the room. out of the room. and fast.

i followed him over to...the fish tank.

pratt's love of fish comes naturally. his daddy loves fish. and loves fish tanks. he actually had one at his apartment during dental school.

so as pratt was pulling himself up to look at the fish, i noticed he put his hands together...you know, palms together and made a "fishy fishy" move!!!!

i about died. i started screaming, looking around for someone to witness what he had done. of course there was no one there. and i didn't have my phone as i am always too nervous to take it into the library for fear it will go off and ring.

anyway, i started clapping and telling him, "yes...these are fish!" and making the hand gesture with him.

i honestly don't know how he knew this. spencer has been singing

five little monkeys swinging from the tree
teasing mr. alligator can't catch me
you can't catch me
you can't catch me
along comes mr. alligator
quiet as can be
SNAP!

and when you say "along comes mr. alligator" you make that hand gesture. so maybe he assumed we were looking at alligators? i dunno. i just know it was great.

here he is with cookie's sunglasses. he now points at them and basically asks for her to put them on him. so hilarious. oh, and that's his new horse.



and here is pratt after all that dancing last night. whew. this boy was tired.



and, we've had a runny nose. with a pretty bad cough the past few days. who knows. and this is how i hold pratt to clean his nose. true story.

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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.