Colt got wet "playing in rain" after church on Sunday with some other kids. He was trying to catch the rain dripping off the roof with a jar (sounds like a great past time for a 2 year old I know). Nevertheless, he came running in yelling, "MOMMY GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF!" I asked him what he wanted "off," to which he replied "the rain on my sweater!"

With this pregnancy I've been quite sick (again). One morning I was just crying because I felt so weak and couldn't quit vomiting. Colt came in and gave me a kiss, "It's going to be okay Mommy." Then I got sick again, and he just looked at me and said, "It's PROBABLY going to be okay. . ." Very reassuring. It is sweet to hear him pray for "mommy to feel better" though :-)

2 year olds say the funniest things!

1. On our travels up to WV we stopped for a bathroom break at McDonalds, while sitting in a booth enjoying our 3/$1 cookies ;-) Colt looked over at a table full of teenagers and yelled, "IS EVERYBODY OKAY OVER THERE?" That could possibly be my first embarrassing moment? He's so verbal!

2. At Mom and Dad's, while David was hunting, we were all sitting together finishing up breakfast. Mom asked Colt if he needed to go to the bathroom. Colt's response, "Well, that's a good question Nana!"

3. Today Colt asked me what I was eating. . . I told him I thought I might eat some cereal, or an apple, or orange, or banana. To which he replied, "THAT'S JUST CRAZY MAMA! You are soooo crazy!" hahahaha. I love it - all this talking (most of the time)!

"I don't know about that. . ."

This made me laugh out loud:

I was putting Colt to bed and he ALWAYS calls me back in to put socks on his feet. So, I thought I'd jump the gun and asked him if he wanted to go ahead and get his socks on when he got in bed. In his cute little voice with so much expression, he said, "I don't know about THAT Mommy." Wonder where he heard that phrase?

David took Colt to a new friends house last night. When they were getting ready to leave, David said, "Thank you and it was nice to meet you." Colt - who was more excited about their pet cats - ran across the room and landed right in front of the cat and yelled, "NICE TO EAT YOU!" Surprisingly the cat didn't even move? Go figure.

"MAMA! I HIT THE DECK!" was what was coming out of your mouth with much distress, all the while rubbing your little toe head. With some investigation I discovered you had bumped your head pretty hard on my DESK. We learned the difference afterwards :-)

Oh my happy boy. . .

We go to the park almost every day, and we always take Rosie. This morning you insisted on wearing your sunglasses, even though it's a perfect fall day and the park was 100% shaded. You were probably amusing to the other parents, but none of the little ones even seemed to notice (except maybe the 16 month old that you nearly plowed over possibly because your sunglasses made it too dark for you to see!) hahaha.

When we went to get Rosie to go to the park too, you said, "Hey Rosie Girl! So nice to see you! Mommy, I think Rosie needs sunglasses too." Maybe she did?

Before I forget (or you move on to another stage in life since you are growing up so quickly!), I want to write about this "hoarding" stage you are going through. Now, just for the record, this goes against my very nature. I like to keep things where they belong, and you used to be that way. You would go around and fix the rugs and close all of the doors, always pointing out messes - a boy after my own heart :-) haha.

Not that I made you that way though, maybe it was just in your genes? Because I LOVE for you to have fun and be 100% boy! I LOVE to see you get all of your books out and work your puzzles with 1000 pieces everywhere. I LOVE for you to be covered in dirt and smudge up my back door :-) Of course, you always clean up. . . but recently you are in this phase where you like to carry your Big Ole (stuffed animal you named), your teddy bear, your horse, your horse pillow, your night night (aka Baby Jack), and your blue blanket EVERYWHERE you go.

No, we don't take them out of the house because that would be a disaster, but you like to transfer them from room to room or just one side of your bed to the other and back all day. It takes you about 10 minutes to make it downstairs for breakfast because you have to make about 5 trips, if you know what I mean.

So, we went to Grandma and Grandpa Miles and I didn't take all of your things for packing sake. It didn't matter though because you found new things to transfer from place to place, namely a HUGE blanket, a bed pillow, a sheet (not sure where that came from), a doll, and some books. What fun to watch you do this :-) It really makes me laugh on the inside. . .