Baby on the way! Just in case you didn't know (Ick factor #2)

I have been absent from the blogosphere for quite a while now. If you noticed I didn't post any in October or November.  I've been a little bit busy.  But I should never be too busy for you, my sporadic readers! 

I apologize for my Houdini act.

So to catch you up: I finally finished college.  Yay!  I'm officially a bachelorette (that's correct, right?) in English and Education.  I made it through the hair pullingly stressful summer finals with most of my hair in tact and finished August 12, barely.

Barely, I say because the week before finals I found out I was, dum da dum, pregnant.   Surprise, surprise!

The bath: Conversations with a three year old

My three year old, Hayden is a handful of boundless energy and one of the funniest people I know, even when he's not trying to be.  Here's one of the many fun conversations we've had recently.

Me:  Do you want something to eat?
Hayden: No!
Me:  You're not hungry?
Hayden: No!
Me: You're sure?
Hayden: No!
Me: Do you want a bath?
Hayden: No!
Me: You need a bath.
Hayden: No!  I don't want to EAT a bath! 

Then he gave me a look like I'd lost my marbles.  Probably because I was having trouble breathing  I was laughing so hard.

Ahh, children!  Any fun conversations with the little one's in your life?

Happy Talk Like A Pirate Day

Arrr! Today be one of me favorite nonsensical holidays:  September 19th, Talk Like a Pirate Day! It be here ag'in!

This be a day created by Cap'n Slappy and Ol' Chumbucket otherwise known as John Baur and Mark Summers on June 6th, 1995 while the two played a particularly rousing game of racquetball.   This of course seems like a perfectly wonderful way to come up with an idea fer an international holiday, doesn't it?

My three year old, criminal mastermind

Most days I look at my precocious three year old, Hayden, and think "We got this." Hayden is sweet and smart and very funny.   He has a great personality and lots of energy.  He's going to grow up to be a wonderful well-rounded man.  My husband and I do our best to raise him right and keep a close eye on him.

Sometimes, though, I can't help but wonder just how well we are doing. Hayden's a pretty bright kid, frighteningly so at times, and it makes me think that maybe, just maybe, he just wants us to believe we're raising him to be happy and well-adjusted all the while he's plotting to take over the world like some comic book "evil" genius.