Growing up fast...

Reed is growing up so fast. It seems like he's learning multiple new words a day - without my intentionally teaching them to him. It's exciting and scary at the same time because I really have to watch what I say and how I act. He picks up on everything...yes, everything. He's started scolding the girls (Lucy Lu and Kona Butt) like we do...funny, but not necessarily good. He talks nonstop...loves birdies and trees, his tractor, books, Melmo, Cookie, Larry, Bob, Lucy Lu and Nona.

He also loves spending time with Bebe (Grampy and Grammy) and Gug (Uncle Doug). He loves his Aunt Sarah and Uncle Dan, too...he just doesn't see them very often (we usually only see them for lunch on Sunday).

It's getting more difficult when Neil travels, too. He misses his daddy. We Skype but it's not the same and I think it might actually make it harder on him. I knew it would start getting more difficult when Neil left but guess I didn't think it'd happen so fast. That seems to be a common theme around here...everything is just happening too fast. I feel like I'm missing a lot because I haven't been documenting as much as I thought I would. Not sure why...but I'm trying to blog more frequently and have been scrap booking at night to try and capture all of these precious memories.

Been struggling lately...same old struggle of trying to plan out my own life. I know God's just laughing at me and wondering when I'll learn that He's in control. I know his timing is perfect, I just wish I knew what His timing looked like...a detailed itinerary would be great! Maybe that's what I should start praying for (kidding of course...but it would be nice!).

No More Cheese, Please

Never a dull moment...especially when Neil's out of town. 

Today's entertainment: Reed had a snack of cheese and crackers before his nap at 11 am. Right before we went up to go "nigh, nigh" he asked for another piece of cheese. I figured there was no harm in him taking a piece of cheese to bed with him...I figured he eat it before he fell asleep. He slept a long time today...over 2 hours (I didn't know what to do with myself). I decided to wake him about 1:30 pm. I opened the shade in his room and went over to rub his back and saw this nasty stuff on his t-shirt. I looked closer and realized it was the cheese! There was melted cheese all over his shirt and sheets. He had his "nigh, nigh" up by his head but when he sat up I saw the whole right side of his head was full of cheese! I laughed so hard! It was hysterical. I went to the bathroom and got a comb to get the cheese out of his hair and when I got back he just kept repeating, "cheese? cheese?". We changed his shirt, stripped his bed, and I cleaned the cheese out of his hair. One of those memories I don't want to forget. If I'd have had my wits about me I definitely would've taken some pictures! Next time (because I have a sneaking suspicion that there will be many more next times).