A Caterpillar's Demise

Graham loves The Very Hungry Caterpillar book. Will was reading it to him the other night and this is what I heard:

"On Tuesday he ate through 2 pears, but he was still hungry.
On Wednesday he ate through 3 plums, but he was still hungry.
On Thursday he ate through 4 strawberries, and then we squashed him because NOBODY messes with our strawberries. The end."

Long morning.

Graham is normally an extremely devoted sleeper, and 7:00am is considered an early morning for him. Today at 5:45, we could hear him up and running around his room. I opened the door to check on him and found him reading a car book by the light of his nightlight. When I put him back in bed, he cried for awhile, but eventually we heard him running around again. By the time we got up, we heard nothing, and when I tried to open the door, I could tell that something was in front of it. Will opened it enough to take a picture and this is what we saw:



Asleep on the floor, complete with two pacifiers, two blankets, and a stuffed animal.

Here he is helping Will dig a hole for Baby C's tree:





And here's an adorable little outfit we received as a gift for Sprout:



Thanks, Brian & Cheryl!

Nesting anyone?

We are in a sort of nesting mode here, although it's more of a mad dash to get things moved around before Sprout arrives (30 weeks and counting!). We're getting ready to move the boys into a room together and get the nursery ready for a girl. Still not sure how Graham will do with a roommate. I fully expect to find them both swinging from the curtain rod someday.

Graham had his 18 month appointment last week and he is still on track to be tall and skinny with a rather large head. He is saying more words, and it's amazing how much easier it makes things. For instance, "uh-oh" has become an infamous phrase around here, and it usually means that Will has once again left a glass of water on the table and Graham has dumped it out all over his Bible. Or that Graham pulled all the videos off the TV. Or that he dropped a calculator in the toilet. Twice. "Uh-oh" usually means trouble, but at least we know that something happened.

Will gave him a bath last night, and I think he did this to prove how desperately Graham needs a haircut:



It's too bad we can't post pictures of Baby C because he is so cute! And entertaining... We are still waiting to hear what's going to happen with his situation.

Thanks for all of your prayers for the baby! If we make it another few weeks, I'll be able to see my regular doctor again instead of going to a specialist, which would make life much easier. Here's the latest 3D picture of Sprout, who happened to be sucking her thumb: