3 month incubation update

We have been in Alabama for three months! All of which have been incredibly hot and humid.

I guess we got of Ames at the right time; I hope for a speedy return to the status quo for my friends there.

I wanted to just write a quick update because my little man has been doing crazy cute things this last week. Yesterday, I made Martha Stewart's recipe for Hand Tomato Pies, I was transferring the baked pie from the muffin tin to a rack to cool and I saw Henry chewing something. At first I thought it was dog food or something I should have swept up, then I saw he was standing on his tiptoes and picking off pieces of the pie crust and eating it-totally ruining his dinner-but so cute. We took the tomato pies to a picnic at the park we like in Opelika. At the end of the picnic Max opened the sour cream we had brought to go with our grilled peaches. Henry, like my father, has tastes for wonderfully fatty things like mayonnaise, butter, cream, and more cream. Max was stirring the sour cream with a spoon, Henry grabbed the spoon and took a big, bite-probably thinking it is white and creamy looking-must be good. He was surprised and disappointed it wasn't a little sweet or like the Brown Cow Plain yogurt with the cream on top...Not a minute later, he tried to eat more white stuff, Miracle Whip (I am the lone MW lover in this house) that I was trying to apply to my sandwich (if you are a mom-you totally get why everyone else is ready for dessert and you are still working on making your sandwich) and was again disappointed.

Henry still wakes up a few times a night, requesting me by calling me to his room, "Mama! Mama!" Early Monday morning, I came into his room and lay down by him and said it was okay to go back to sleep, he snuggled up to me and said with an angelic voice, "Thank you, Mama." I am tearing up typing that...my boy can be so sweet. And, when we leave his room at daycare, he waves good-bye and calls out, "Bye, Friends."

I want a new phone, I am currently limping along with A's old phone. I also want an ipod, not to increase my level of coolness but I want to listen to podcasts and not use Max's ipod. But I have this incredibly tendency to lose my phone...

I also have the tendency to say the wrong thing, alot. This last weekend, I was complaining about not really being able to socialize with anyone other Max. I kind of feel like I am on Gilligan's island. Anyway, I might have said something about how I can't talk to him about everything or maybe I said that I do not tell him everything...big mistake. Of course, he was offended. He said he tells me everything. I tried to explain that I can't talk to him about clothes and he replied that he did not understand why anyone would need to talk about clothes. My point exactly...