Dangerously Cute Pajamas

I bought Jay some new skin tight footy pajamas cuz the nights are cold here.I'm in love. Watching him walk around like a Dr. Suess character makes my day.

2 Reasons

I realized today exactly why my marriage is a good one.

#1) Joe and I successfully assembled a crib together without instructions... and without killing each other. This is much harder than it sounds. (Oh and that is not some kind of announcement... Jay is just way too big for his pack'n'play.)

#2) I accidentally put one of Joe's socks in with my load of lights. I handed it to him and he actually thanked me for washing it. Think about it. I unknowingly separated a pair of his socks. Who knows when the two socks will ever be put together again... if ever. And he thanked me for washing it. I love that man.

Jay's First Prayer

Obviously we helped him out but this is how it went:

Jay: "Dee Heavy Fada,
Peez bess dis ood,
ird?
ird?
(making bird sign with hand over and over)
ird?"
Me: "No Jay. Food."...
Jay: "ird?"
Daddy: "Hey Jay. Time for prayer."
(Jay bowed his head and folded his arms excitedly as if the first part of the prayer had never happened.)
Jay: "We tank dee for arr besing
name Jeesis Kyest. Amen."

Good job Jay!

Since You've Been Gone

A Post For Daddy

...And anyone else who misses this little man:

First, I guess I should explain that I am officially in St. George now but Joe is still in Boise getting all the last minute business preparation done. He'll hopefully be here TOMORROW! Jay and I are very excited because we haven't seen him in almost a week and a half.

Anyhow, when Jay woke up this morning he had a giant tweeker on the side of his head and I thought, "Man it's a shame that Joe has to miss such cuteness." But then it hit me... "Duh Stace!" (That's what I call myself...Stace.. you know like we're best friends.) Anyhow, "Duh Stace, get out of your cave and blog about it."

So here I am blogging about all the cuteness that you've missed Joe. Like Jay's "rock on" face that he whips out to impress the ladies in Nursery.

Or how much fun Jay's been having in our FENCED backyard. Or how Grandma Goostrey bought Jay a bubble machine.

He's in love.

Or how Jay runs outside each day yelling, "Meow!" trying to get all the neighborhood cats to come into our backyard. And then if they actually do come he runs back inside yelling, "Mommy!" with a look of horror on his face.

Or my favorite thing he does now is try to jump. I really need to video tape this one. He only succeeds in jumping with one foot and then he falls forward, barely getting his feet back underneath him, and laughs hysterically. He's adorable.

Come home soon Joe! We miss you!