What a long, strange trip it's been

Mel, that's for you. We actually had a great trip to Houston. Brandon and I got to spend a great Saturday night with Franklin, Kelly, and Jim Bob at the Rodeo cookoff. Brandon did his best not to call it a "fair" all night. It was his first time. We'll forgive him, for now.

Thomas has moved into a big boy seat, however he's not old enough to face forward. The poor kid has his knees in his chest everytime we get in my car. I keep telling him only 3 more months and we can turn around. I think that means more to me right now than him. Can you believe he's already 9 months?


I read somewhere that I should encourage him to play with his food. They said I should use ketchup and mustard and help him learn red and yellow. They made no suggestions on how to clean up the condiment mess. However, he loved it. So it looks like this won't be the last time we finger paint with Heinz and French's.


I was letting Thomas play in front of the mirror in our bathroom while I was doing laundry. Of course I turned around and he was gone. I found him heading toward the toilet...
Busted!


Who me?


Helping Mommy with laundry.