This post is going to be random, cute, funny things about us that I don't want to forget.  I am aging, the memory is starting to go, so I need to preserve these thoughts in the blog so when I am officially senile, the boys will be able to know these things I adore about them! 

Yesterday while I was working, I was enjoying one of my very favorite snacks of graham crackers and diet coke and I thought of my little Elliot.  This is my favorite snack for a special reason, and not because graham crackers are so very tasty.  Right after Elliot was born, it was getting close to midnight and the nurse asked me if wanted something to eat.  I could have anything she said.  Nothing really sounded that good.  I was sicker than a dog with a cough and a bad sinus infection and despite the strenuous activity of just having birthed a child,  I really wasn't all that hungry.  She offered some crackers and I asked if they had graham crackers for some odd reason.  They did, so she brought me some with the necessary diet coke (that was also my first request after Harry was born!).  I wolfed those suckers down.  I guess I was hungrier than I thought.  And they tasted like heaven.  Now I eat them all of the time, and each time I am reminded of my sweet little baby and that unexpected, wonderfully blessed night.

Harry is getting funnier and sassier with each passing day.  He now tells the baby he has to go to time out, and he often points his finger authoritatively at Mommy and Daddy and says things like "No, YOU be quiet!"  He is currently in a big no phase, meaning that whatever you want him to do, he doesn't want to do it.  Doesn't want his diaper changed, but doesn't want to go on the potty either.  If you turn on the Backyardigans, he whines for the Little Einsteins.  He doesn't want to eat, but whenever we drive by McDonalds or Wendy's, he says it's time to eat.  You get the picture.  Sometimes, however, he can be so very, very sweet.  Almost every morning he walks by his fish tank and says "Good morning, fish!!"  He is always so happy to see his little brother in the morning.  He bursts into Elliot's room when he hears him and says in the most high-pitched voice "Hi buddy buddy!!"  He tells me all the time that Elliot, Oscar, and Callie are so cute.  He tries to say big words like non-negotiable and Princess Fiona and keeps us in stitches.  His recent obsession with the Little Einsteins causes him to say things like Igor Stravinsky, "yeah Rossini!" and "Catcheye the Ogre is bad!!"  When he says "hold my hand" or "Can I hold him?" he sounds a lot like Bob Dylan.  We love him more than we could ever describe!

We haven't been up to a whole lot since the weather has been so cold.  We have our inside routine during the day down pat, and surprisingly we haven't been too bored.  We will be ready for springtime for sure though.  I took the boys to Toddler Time at the library last week (they read a story, sing some songs, and make a craft) and he had a blast.  I honestly think he was the most engaged kid there!  After we got home, he was playing with the penguin he (or should I say I) made, I asked him what his penguin's name was.  He immediately said Scott!  That struck me as so funny!  He then changed it to Eyes, then Nose, then he changed it to Jim.  Hilarious!  I think he called it Jim not because we know someone named that, but because Travis and I joined a gym last week and the boys have gone there a few times with me and stayed in the child care area.  The toddler mind never ceases to amaze me.  This kid doesn't forget anything!

After a week in the hospital and five days in a rehab facility, Travis's Granny is back home and doing super.  We are so thankful and grateful for everyone's prayers!