the things he says...

Today at church we were quietly sitting when a baby in our congregation squawked.
Willson sucked in a breath and said to me "A baby's crying."
I nodded my head in that mom way that means that's nice, please stop talking now.
He looked at me funny and said "But she's scaring the crap out of me."

uNdeRwEaR mOdeL

When I was about 7 weeks pregnant with Willson my sister called to tell me she was 7 weeks pregnant. When I said, "Uh, me too." we laughed so hard. Our boys were born 4 days apart. It was funny to see the two of them together. They are built so differently. My nephew, Cole, was just this big baby, like my Mason. Willson on the other hand tended to be small. The joke was that Cole would be the football player and Willson would be the underwear model. Our dreams for our son have been fulfilled.
Without further ado, I'd like to present the underwear model, Willson, also known as Turd Boy...

We're 3 days in and so far so good. Hooray!

My Christmas Presents

Mom sent us Visa gift cards this year. Andy used part of his to buy me bowls, so sweet!

Who Does That?

There's a house in our neighborhood that's been for sale for a really long time. They're asking way too much for it. Imagine our surprise when we saw a Uhual truck there the other day. Andy and I were driving home from a date and we saw the house, so we started talking about it. As we drove past I noticed a dog in the front yard. I was a little worried. It's late and our new neighbors dog had escaped their yard. I continued to watch the dog and realized it wasn't real. Yep, our new neighbors put a dog statue in their front yard. (thankfully they don't live on our street). My question is this...
Who does that???

Jesus Wants Me for a Sunbeam