Mixed Emotions

Before I begin, I must tell my latest "duh!" moment. Tate has a book titled "The Kissing Book" by Ethan Long. It has a button you press and it makes the smooching noise. Now I know why he makes the noise and kisses the mirror! And I thought nothing we read sticks!

On to the milestone of the day. Tate went to nursery. I was oh so excited to let him play with other kids and toys for the last two hours of church instead of wrestling him in my classes.

That was before today.

We planned on staying with him for today so he would be comfortable. After 5 minutes of watching him play with play-doh, it was obvious that we weren't needed. So we left. I checked on him after an hour and there he was, sitting in his own chair, pulled up to the table, with his little collared shirt and tie, looking way too grown up eating his fruit and PB & J. He smiled at me and carried on. Still not needed.

So I left and went to YW. (Which turned into finding an empty room and bawling like a baby while my baby played happily. Somebody had to bawl today!) By the end of church, I'd pulled it together and went to get him. He was finally happy to see me and gave me a leg hug! The leaders in nursery informed me that a kid tried to push him around, but he held his own.

It was nice to sit and be able to listen without distraction in class, but still horrible that Tate's pretending he doesn't need me lately. Eric and I left for a day to celebrate our anniversary this past Friday and mom and dad came to watch the Tookers. He was fine without us. Whatever. I'll just pretend he was miserably morose and moaned "mama" the whole time.

"I'm too sexy...

...for myself!" thought Tate.

***disclaimer: I didn't teach Tate this. He's makin' the noise all by himself!***

sicky

Tony, Bre, Lydia, and Tyler came to visit last Friday. And since Bre said I don't post enough pics (I thought the opposite was the case) I'm posting some pictures that she took. This smile is rare because that was day one of him having a fever.

This is more common since he's feeling crummy. His face looks even fatter with a close-up like this! That's some nice PB & J smeared on his face. Yum!

It was, of course, fun to see my family. Lydia is talking sooooo good and she's adorable. Tate lights up when he sees her. Tyler, and Bre, and Trav, too, I hope you're all working on moving closer to Tri-Cities real soon!

Oh wait, we were talking about how everybody blogs super-positive stuff. So, I'm going to be refreshingly negative. I've jumped up 2 pant sizes in the past couple weeks! And I'm queasy every day! Also, I've gone more blind than usual and I keep saying stupid stuff, which Tony always points out, thank you very much. And I cry at EVERYTHING on tv! Don't even get me started about Biggest Loser or the ending scene of Rocky! (Oh wait, maybe this is something positive =)

Cuz'

Tate and cousin Brandon entertaining themselves:

by request

Hi mom, here's the pics. Melissa, your work is beautiful and I hope you don't think I ruined it!I call this "crazy-go-nuts" painting. No, I haven't contacted Strong Bad for the copyright.

P-D Yo!

Here's Carter and Tate jammin' at the play date.
Eric says Tate looks weird, but I think it's hilarious! Look at the brows--he's totally into whatever he's singing.

I've been Got!

First, I just wanted to show off Tate's toilet art. This is how he occupies his time while I'm in hair and make-up. Don't think this was the first try. There's much picking up and switching from drawers to counter to toilet before he get's it just right.

Now, all of you pranksters out there. Well, that's even making the big assumption that anyone even read this! I need your ideas on how to get back the 14 yr. old hooligan who got me good yesterday. I was sitting with grandma, when I got an exciting phone call from 102.7 KORD, the country radio station, asking me a math question to win $1000 dollars! It involved a snail and a well and how many days to climb out if he goes up 4 ft. daily, but drops 2 ft. nightly. The well is 10 ft. deep. Well, I'm thinking it's a trick and that either this is a prank, or the trick is that a snail can't really climb vertically. But, I give it a go and blurt out "5 days" when I'm told I have 10 seconds. The man says that I'm wrong and when I ask what the answer is, he says he's on the air and can't say. So, I'm left wondering if I just threw away $1000! I called a friend who was at a playdate and one of the other moms tells me that it's 4 days. So, I'm losing sleep last night thinking, "How could I be so dumb! Of course it's 4 days! We could've won a lot of money!"

Then today, the mom who was at the playdate and figured out the answer called for a recipe. And oh, by the way, her husband told her upon his return from a scouting camping trip that one of the boys took his phone and made prank calls! Argh! I was super relieved to know it was fake and that I never had a chance at being super-duper rich =) Now I can sleep. Except for...how to get him back?