funny boy.

It's official. Pratt is the funniest person I know.

He says things now just to get me to laugh. He totally mocks what I say in conversation. And then turns around and uses the same phrases. Like today we were having lunch when the manager came up to us and told us that he had started a detailing place for cars. I immediately said, "oh, great!".

At least 10 times after that the guy would be talking to us and pratt would lean in and go, "oh, great!" like at exactly the perfect times. When the guy would break or hesitate. I couldn't stop laughing at him.

He looks out of the corner of his eyes a lot. Like he's cutting his eyes at you to think. It's hilarious.

We have conversations about everything from why snakes can't walk to why it's best to just tell mommy there is dook in the diaper as opposed to showing it to me.

Here is a picture I took today. He had just eaten cheetos and an orange Popsicle. And he had just reminded me that cookie fell off the steps. He remembers everything.

Oh, one more thing. He announced to everyone at moms day out the other day that he pooted. Actually, he said...well, screamed, "I pooted, I pooted miss Laura!" I was humiliated. He went on to tell everyone that his daddy poots too. At that moment I was so very thankful that I've never passed gas in front of him. Seriously.

Have great Fridays!


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birthday eve.

Staying up extra late on the eve of his second birthday...


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the fair.

he loved it.

freeze.

when pratt was only a few months old and screamed the entire time i would try to go to target or kroger, i'd wish for the day he was big enough to help.  the day he would actually enjoy going to the grocery store (or anywhere else) with me. 

that day has arrived.  so i'd be extremely happy if God would just stop time right now.  because i'm set.  like a vampire. just not age past this one day.  just stay right here forever.  me, pratt, clint and edward cullen. 

today it rained.  so we got out our "rainboos" and played in the mud.  we also went to the grocery.  and he carried the "heaby" (heavy) box of teddy grahams all over the store.  until we got up to the check out.  and that's when he leaned up, on his tippy toes and placed the box on the counter.

i love this little boy so very much.  so, so very much.

dear pratt.

dear pratt,

I just heard whoopi goldberg say of her mother's death, "I think I'm just sad sometimes because I think, who will love me the way she did?"

It reminded me of my feelings about you.

There are some days I think maybe we will just stay in this house for the rest of our lives to keep anything bad from happening. I know that's not reasonable...but it seems normal to feel that way.

I love you more than you will ever know. I love you more than you love Popsicles and cheetos.

Xoxo, mommy.




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zoo day.

Sunday we met the winninghams at the zoo. It was a wonderful day for animal watching and train riding. Oh, and carosel riding too. With daddy.







This is my favorite picture. Look how happy he is. But why not? He's riding the train, at the zoo, with two of the sweetest friends AND Madeline is sharing her chips (and already gave him a dum dum sucker!!)!!

Thanks to allie, tyler, tucker and Madeline for the invite. We had a wonderful time. We love you all so much.



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first sentence.

Thursday morning pratt said his first sentence. Well, the first in my presence.

Dad said this past weekend the two of them walked down to get the morning paper. Upon getting to the end of the driveway, ace ran up. Pratt laughed and pointed at ace. And then he said, "I like ace."

I didn't hold the light, so idk.

But I did hold the light Thursday morning when we drove past carters house and he said, "mom, is Carter home?" all while pointing at carters house!

I about died. It was like I was talking to clint. Or Spencer. Just so matter of fact. So crazy.















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