Carter-isms...

Ok blog.... I admit it. I'm using you. I'm using you to jot these things down so that I don't lose the piece of paper that I might've have written these down on before.

March 2008:
Mom, when I'm a grown up... I'm just going to take a shower and comb my hair. I don't want to have to use that hot thing near my face like you do.

April 2008:
(the neighbors cleaning up the sticks and branches from a recent storm)
PRAISE GOD!

May 2008:
Dear God,
Would you please help me, Carter _last name here_, not break any more of moms stuff?
AMEN!

Mom, when you eat does the food fall on the baby?


Thanks blog.

No longer just an argyle pattern thing

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So my mom has my son hopelessly addicted to Crocs. While I think they are the worlds ugliest shoe, C is able to put them on by himself - so I continue to ignore how hideous they truly are.

Last week (week before last?) the brown crocs had a strap that broke - Oh! The Horror! We went straight out and bought a replacement set of crocs (spongebob, doncha know) - and have been told there is yet another pair waiting for the little dude at Mimi's house when he visits next weekend.

Anyway - I wanted to do a little page to help him get over his loss. The loss of his favorite pair of shoes.

Exciting times

Just wanted you let you know!!

I am officially in my 13th week. I had a Dr's appointment yesterday - the baby's heartbeat is strong. I go back in another 4 weeks for the all-telling, all-revealing ultrasound. While I am very curious to know the gender - obviously, what matters most is if everything is developing the way it should be.