Nostalgia

I spent a few hours over the last couple days re-reading all my posts on here from the beginning. I can't believe that I've been doing this for 3 years! Anyone who knows me, knows I tend to fizzle on things after awhile. But it was so warming to go back and read little anecdotes and stories that otherwise I would never have remembered. And it was so much fun to go back in time and remember those precious chubby thighs and crazy antics. So I have renewed vigor now to post more often, even just snippets here and there. Because I truly do cherish all the time I've had with Brent, and look forward to the many years ahead.

This morning on the way to work, he picked up his play phone and called Daddy. A long one-sided conversation ensued about where he was going (to school!) and what he was eating (baby pancakes). I tried to seize the opportunity, as usually he refuses to talk on the phone to ANYONE at ANYTIME.

"Here, Brent! Here's mommy's real phone! Go ahead and call and talk to Daddy". He knows how to hold the '2' button down to do this.
"No" he said matter-of-factly.
"Yes..." I offered.
"NO!"
"Honey. Just call and say hi. It's no different than a play phone". I held down the 2 button and handed the phone back. Since he was at work, we got the voice mail, and he squeaked out a "hi daddy" and an "I love you" and a "goodbye". Progress!

Last night I was finishing up the bedtime regiment, and asked him what he wanted for breakfast. "Hmmmmm.....," he thought for a minute. "I'll have chicken, and sausage, and eggs, and carrots, and peas, and......I think that's about it," he said with his finger on his chin in deep thought. "Well that's different," I said. "How about some waffles?!" He smiled excitedly and yelled "OKAY!!!!" Whew! Thought I might have to cook there for a minute!