b.

I searched for b for a solid 20 minutes. Looking under chairs and couches. In the pantry. In every room in the house.

And then I remembered...



Yep. In his Diego 3 wheeler.

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kroger.

there are lots of things that i'm going to pay for when pratt gets older. 

LOTS.  one of the most hilarious ones involves using the potty while reading a book.  i don't want to get too graphic here, but i think i've said before that i pretty much need to disrobe before going number 2.  and from here on out, let's call "going number 2"....sitting.  sounds much cleaner.

yes, that's odd.  i'll give you that.  but the second part to that, i never knew (until recently) was odd too. 

i read books/newspapers/magazines while sitting.  because why not?  i mean, isn't this what you do?  my dad does it.  he has like a mini bookshelf by his toilet.  specifically for his sitting books.  (did you think of george costanza?!)

it wasn't until nancy pointed it out that i realized pratt had gotten into the habit of doing the same thing.  i read to him while he sits.  i think it started because in the beginning he knew he needed to go, but he wasn't patient enough to sit there.  so we started reading books to keep him there.  and then it stuck. 

so now, (as nancy knows :), he must read while sitting.

well, enter kroger.  going potty in kroger.  today we head out to shop.  which by the way, clint and i are trying to change up the way we eat.  and i shopped the perimeter of the store.  and let me tell you...it gets expensive.  there aren't many coupons for honeycrisp apples, organic milk, chicken breasts, gluten free items, etc.  it takes some planning.  but hopefully will pay off in the end.  we shall see. 
anyway, we get to the dairy section, and pratt screams, "mom!  i need to pee!  oh, wait...pee and poop, mom!  pee and poop!".  his immediately gets the attention of all the other shoppers.  because why would they not turn to stare at a kid yelling that?  well, we get in the bathroom and i'm doing my best to convince him that he just needed to pee.  because we were in a public restroom, and no one likes to poop in public restrooms. 

i was giving it my all.  i kept talking about how we can't disrobe in kroger, and how you're basically wasting a good sit.  when you could just wait 10 minutes and be home.  on your comfortable potty.  with the national geographic (or in his case, "are you my mother") sitting right next to the toilet paper. 

he wasn't having it.  "no, mom. i poop here.  right here.  move mom.  i not touch anything, but i poop here."

literally, mid sit, he looks at me with his red eyes, points to the other stall, and grunts out, "mom. is. there. a book. over there?!"

i just lost it.  i fell out laughing and almost dropped his skinny little body in the toilet.  he then started laughing too.  i know we sounded like crazy people in there.  but i just couldn't stop.  finally, i said, "no pratt.  there aren't any books in that stall.  i'm sorry."

and he goes, "well, maybe one in your purse?  or maybe we just sing?"

and so we did.  we sang jingle bells.  and then he was finished. 
he really is one of the funniest people i know.  but it's not even intentional.  which makes it that much better.

happy monday. 

this mornings craft.

Last night pratt discovered the art of tracing. Numbers, letters, shapes...pretty much anything. He loved it!

So this morning I pulled put some books grandma had given me to find worksheets for tracing. My ADHD didn't let me get far. I found a holiday craft book. And bingo! We had our morning craft!!

Here it is. A Christmas prayer chain. Pratt told me the names of people he loved and wanted to pray for. And while I cut the strips and wrote the names, he glued the strips to one another. We did enough for tonight through christmas night.





Carrying the finished product to his room.



Here it is on his tree.




And I thought it was so sweet because the first name he said was "sister" :)





I'm not really sure what we're gonna do if this is a boy...

Have great Mondays!!

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p.

My son. The plumber.

He loves using the magnetic LED light in the disposal.

He's all boy.



Last night ace and scout were inside sleeping. Pratt pulled up to them on his 3 wheeler and goes, "wake up, kids!!"




He's funny. And quirky. And I love him.

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pratt's tree.

when i was a kid, my mom ALWAYS let me decorate my room for christmas however i wanted. 

let me preface this by saying that i am the world's worst decorator.  seriously.  worst. 

i had this white metal day bed.  with a canopy.  and i would wrap that sucker in lights.  yes.  christmas lights.  i bet i'd hook 10 strands together.  and then plug it in behind the bed.  i can remember my dad coming in to tell me goodnight and saying, "da*n it, hannah.  i feel like i'm walking into a burial service.  this is weird.  you've got to turn these lights off.  i can't handle it." 

that's where my exaggeration comes from.  my dad.  i mean, it was just some lights.  yes, it was weird.  i'm sure it looked strange.  like a vampire sleeping or something.  but i loved it. 

and of course, i had my own christmas tree.  that i got to decorate however i wanted. 

so...because i loved it so...i figured pratt would too. 

so this morning we made some felt ornaments.  a jingle bell (words of pratt), a ball, a christmas tree with white lights and a star.  i should have made an angel too.  i'll have to go back and do that. 

don't think for a second that i free handed those shapes.  no way honey.  spencer got all the creativity.  i couldn't freehand my way out of a paper sack.  grandma had a bunch of great craft books that she used when clint and colby were little, and she gave them to me at the garage sale.  so, i used the patterns in there.  and they turned out really cute.  we put some twine on them and got them ready to be hung.

for the tree....well, it sometimes comes in handy living in the woods.  we walked across the street with a hacksaw and cut a little tree down.  it was free.  the trees at kroger were 18 bucks.  whatever, kroger.  whatever. 

we propped it up with rocks.  wrapped the container in some fabric left over from pratt's 2nd bday party.  and hung the ornaments.  we need led lights and an angel.  we'll head to walmart when p wakes and finish it up. 

 but here's a quick shot of it....
 

can you tell that he loves it!?  i'll get another picture tonight when we get the rest added to it!

mom, thanks for letting me and spencer decorate too.  the only reason i halfway know what i'm doing with pratt today, is because of what you did with us.  we love you so much.

16 week visit.

yesterday pratt and i went to the doctor for our 16 week appointment. 

i packed 3 tupperware containers. one had gummy worms and candy cane hershey kisses.  one had frosted cheerios.  and the last one had grapes.  guess which one was chosen first and eaten before we ever arrived in little rock?  yep.  the grapes.  and then for 10 minutes i heard, "mommy, i have more grapes?  please. for pratt.  more grapes, mommy!" 

didn't want any part of the worms or kisses.  just more grapes.  he finally settled on frosted cheerios. 

i really love him going to the doctor with me.  he loves riding the elevator up.  pushing the buttons for floors.  yesterday he got to push 2, 4, and 5.  he loved it.  he holds my hand down the hallway and sits by my in the waiting room.  i know i brag on that clinic all the time, but seriously.  i have never waited more than 10 minutes for my appointment.  and yesterday it was at 11.  we got there at 1045 and they had me back at 1050.  we were walking out at 1103.  that's service.  there are several signs that say, "if you've waited more than 15 minutes for your appointment, please let us know."  awesome.  especially when you have a 2 year old with you.  that will only play "big cut rope" (not the free/lite version) so many times before he starts trying to hold conversations with EVERYONE in the waiting room. 
and the conversations aren't always pretty. 

"hi.  i pratt.  i poop in the potty.  i have cat named yoda.  and dog named scout and ace.  two dogs.  i have two scouts.  one a dog and one a bear.  i not eat poop.  i eat hot dogs.  and i kiss mom." 

you get the picture.  total randomness.  and not always easily understandable. 

anyway.  we got back in the room.  weight/blood pressure are good.  all normal.  just give me a little time on the weight.  eventually i'll gain like 10 pounds in one month and i'll get the spill from dr. s. :)  like, it might be next month.  because right now there is an 8 ounce container of cream cheese and a stick of butter getting to room temp so i can make a chocolate chip cheeseball for me for clint's work party tomorrow night.

dr. s. came in and visited with pratt.  who was sitting like a perfect angel in the chair.  playing on the iphone.  eating candy cane kisses.  we heard the baby's heartbeat.  he claimed it sounded like a girl, but i think he was just playing around.  when i asked about the speed relating to the gender, he said that was an old wives tale...at least, he thought so. 

we will know december 30th if it's a girl or boy.  we have names picked out for both. 

spencer texted me yesterday when we were leaving asking if i was excited.  i am.  i'm really excited.  but more than ever before, i'm anxious.  and nervous.  and still worried about something being wrong.  i know i will get a sense of relief once we see the developmental scan on the 30th...but even then, i just want him/her to be born and to go home WITH US THE FIRST TIME.  i don't want to wait.  i don't want to even see the nicu.  much less have to walk in there and hold a baby attached to wires and cords.  ugh. 

that's all for today.  i think my butter and cream cheese are ready :) 

have great thursdays!

lumiere photo artistry.

one of my best friends took pictures of us a while back.  little did i know, i was pregnant at the time.  :)

so...there are actually 4 of us in these pictures.  which is good.  maybe that means i can save up until this baby is like 3 and then get another set of pictures done.  just kidding. 

whitney is a friend from college.  but it feels like i've known her my entire life.  we are night and day.  she's very pretty.  i'm very vanilla.  she's one of those friends who no matter what, would take up for me.  and has.  every single time. 

and if you ask her, she's responsible for my being with clint.  right, whit?! 

her website is http://www.lumierephotoartistry.com/ or facebook

she captured pratt so well....

there are a few other pictures. but i'm saving those for christmas presents :)

thanks again whit for taking these of us. you are such a talented and wonderful person. i love you.