If you read my blog regularly, you may remember that several weeks ago I posted a little story about a conversation with my son that gave me some insight into how he may be processing my current, very pregnant state (i.e., "big cow"). Yesterday, he gave me another glimpse into his interpretation of our family as we passed the same field of cows:
Me: "Look buddy, there are the cows!" (I pointed them out to him to try to distract him from asking to listen to VeggieTales ... I had reached my limit of King George & the Ducky for the day).
Liam: "Baby cows! Baby cows wagging tails!"
Me: "The baby cows are wagging their tails? Are they happy?"
Liam: "Yeah! Mommy cow wagging tail, too! Daddy cow go bye-bye."
Me: "The Daddy cow went bye-bye? Where is he?"
Silence
Me: "Is he at work?"
Silence
Me: "Is he at the Buffalo?" (Josh recently backpacked in the Buffalo River Valley for a couple of days, and Liam still refers back to it).
Silence
Me: "Is he in Colorado?" (Josh more recently led a men's trip to Colorado for several days).
Liam: "Daddy cow, dance party!!!"
Me: "The Daddy cow is at a dance party?"
Liam: "Yeah, Daddy cow dance party!"
So there you have it, folks. From Liam's point of view, I'm big & Josh goes to dance parties. Apparently, once this baby comes I really need to liven up my image for my son!
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Monday, May 21, 2012
6 Weeks ... What???
Well, I'm 34 weeks pregnant today. This reality sends me into an ambivalent state of mixed panic and relief. Panic, because our family is about to change radically and ... What if Liam and I aren't best friends anymore? What if I'm a fairly decent mother to one child but a psycho mom to two children? What if I never get to sleep again? What if breastfeeding is as difficult as it was with Liam? What if Cora doesn't like me? What if Josh and I are way too exhausted to ever be intentional in our relationship again? What if I absolutely fall apart when my weaknesses that were uncovered by getting married and by having a child are added to by more weaknesses exposed by having another child?
However, I do feel relief, as well. Relief, because I have been blessed with a healthy pregnancy that has made it all the way to 34 weeks. I've known or known of a lot of couples in the past year who have gone into pre-term labor and have either had very long NICU stays or who have lost their babies. I feel so blessed that little Cora has had this much time to grow and develop and get stronger; and while I will be happy to not be lugging a giant belly around anymore, I'm more than willing to let her stay in there as long as she needs to get all of her little systems working reliably.
I feel relief because, while I have enjoyed this pregnancy and it has been fairly easy, I also really enjoy being not pregnant. I'm very excited to start the shrinking process again, and I'm hopeful that I can get myself back in shape a little quicker than I did after Liam. I certainly won't be able to spend endless hours each day just sitting on the couch holding Cora and gazing at her like I did with Liam. I'm assuming you burn more calories chasing a toddler than you do holding a newborn :)
I feel relief because I'm ready to get into this next phase of life. Preparing for a new baby has been fun, but I'm starting to feel ready to have a baby instead of a list of projects to work on to get ready for said baby. Her room is painted (well, the perfect color saga is actually ongoing, but I'm not going to say anything else about that now), her crib and nightstand are painted, her dresser is almost done being painted, her quilt & bumper are in progress, and most of the artwork for her walls is either complete or just needs to be framed. The only things that we really haven't started are recovering the glider for her room, painting her bookshelf, and sewing her curtains. The curtains and bookshelf will be pretty quick projects, so unless she comes really early, I'm confident it will all get done.
I feel relief because, so far (knock on wood), I have had none of the nearly preeclamptic issues I had with Liam. During that pregnancy I gained between 8-10 pounds of water weight between weeks 32 and 33, and my blood pressure shot through the roof. It was miserable. for the last 7-8 weeks of pregnancy I was constantly monitoring my blood pressure, trying to keep my feet elevated, and asking Josh to massage some of the puffiness out of my feet and ankles. I was swollen everywhere and ended up gaining nearly 50 pounds with that pregnancy. This time around I've only noticed swelling a couple of different times, when I've been on my feet too much throughout the day, and even then, it has only been in my lower legs. I've gained about 24 pounds, so I still feel hopeful that I can make it through this pregnancy at 30 pounds or less. Also, my blood pressure is still about the same as it is when I'm not pregnant. I knew I didn't feel good toward the end of my pregnancy with Liam, but I had no idea until this time around how hard that must have been on my body.
So yes, there is some panic. There's much more relief than panic, though, and I'm pretty sure none of the panic is godly. Yes, there will be changes. Yes, I will mourn some of those changes, just as I mourned some of the changes after Liam was born. Yes, sometimes that mourning will probably come in the form of somewhat irrational, weepy meltdowns, because that is what I do. Yes, I will be reminded anew that I can't do it all on my own, I am not self-sustaining, and I need constant Holy Spirit intervention to have a hope of parenting well. Yes, those reminders are often painful, but they are good.
And of course, I cannot predict what my relationship with either of my children or my husband will look like in the future, but I do know that God loves each of us more than I can imagine and He has given us as gifts to one another. I know He is sovereign over the joys and the heartaches we will cause one another. I know He has a plan for how each of us, individually and as a family, will bring Him glory. I know He is good, and hopefully, more often than not, that is where my mind will rest.
p.s. As I reread this post I realize it sounds like I have way more fear and trembling about adding another child to our family than excitement. I am very thrilled, but the fear and trembling part is pretty accurate.
However, I do feel relief, as well. Relief, because I have been blessed with a healthy pregnancy that has made it all the way to 34 weeks. I've known or known of a lot of couples in the past year who have gone into pre-term labor and have either had very long NICU stays or who have lost their babies. I feel so blessed that little Cora has had this much time to grow and develop and get stronger; and while I will be happy to not be lugging a giant belly around anymore, I'm more than willing to let her stay in there as long as she needs to get all of her little systems working reliably.
I feel relief because, while I have enjoyed this pregnancy and it has been fairly easy, I also really enjoy being not pregnant. I'm very excited to start the shrinking process again, and I'm hopeful that I can get myself back in shape a little quicker than I did after Liam. I certainly won't be able to spend endless hours each day just sitting on the couch holding Cora and gazing at her like I did with Liam. I'm assuming you burn more calories chasing a toddler than you do holding a newborn :)
I feel relief because I'm ready to get into this next phase of life. Preparing for a new baby has been fun, but I'm starting to feel ready to have a baby instead of a list of projects to work on to get ready for said baby. Her room is painted (well, the perfect color saga is actually ongoing, but I'm not going to say anything else about that now), her crib and nightstand are painted, her dresser is almost done being painted, her quilt & bumper are in progress, and most of the artwork for her walls is either complete or just needs to be framed. The only things that we really haven't started are recovering the glider for her room, painting her bookshelf, and sewing her curtains. The curtains and bookshelf will be pretty quick projects, so unless she comes really early, I'm confident it will all get done.
I feel relief because, so far (knock on wood), I have had none of the nearly preeclamptic issues I had with Liam. During that pregnancy I gained between 8-10 pounds of water weight between weeks 32 and 33, and my blood pressure shot through the roof. It was miserable. for the last 7-8 weeks of pregnancy I was constantly monitoring my blood pressure, trying to keep my feet elevated, and asking Josh to massage some of the puffiness out of my feet and ankles. I was swollen everywhere and ended up gaining nearly 50 pounds with that pregnancy. This time around I've only noticed swelling a couple of different times, when I've been on my feet too much throughout the day, and even then, it has only been in my lower legs. I've gained about 24 pounds, so I still feel hopeful that I can make it through this pregnancy at 30 pounds or less. Also, my blood pressure is still about the same as it is when I'm not pregnant. I knew I didn't feel good toward the end of my pregnancy with Liam, but I had no idea until this time around how hard that must have been on my body.
So yes, there is some panic. There's much more relief than panic, though, and I'm pretty sure none of the panic is godly. Yes, there will be changes. Yes, I will mourn some of those changes, just as I mourned some of the changes after Liam was born. Yes, sometimes that mourning will probably come in the form of somewhat irrational, weepy meltdowns, because that is what I do. Yes, I will be reminded anew that I can't do it all on my own, I am not self-sustaining, and I need constant Holy Spirit intervention to have a hope of parenting well. Yes, those reminders are often painful, but they are good.
And of course, I cannot predict what my relationship with either of my children or my husband will look like in the future, but I do know that God loves each of us more than I can imagine and He has given us as gifts to one another. I know He is sovereign over the joys and the heartaches we will cause one another. I know He has a plan for how each of us, individually and as a family, will bring Him glory. I know He is good, and hopefully, more often than not, that is where my mind will rest.
p.s. As I reread this post I realize it sounds like I have way more fear and trembling about adding another child to our family than excitement. I am very thrilled, but the fear and trembling part is pretty accurate.
Friday, May 18, 2012
The Birthday PARTY
A couple of months ago I asked
Liam if he wanted a “truck” party or a “baseball” party for his birthday – I
assumed these options would both be pretty appealing to him, since trucks &
baseball are his favorite things in the world. Being the true fan that he is, he unwaveringly chose a baseball party.
So, for the past couple of months I’ve been pinning baseball
party ideas on Pinterest (you can see the board here) and slowly collecting
supplies. A few weeks ago we decided that, since I’d be just over 7 weeks from
my due date, we would keep things simple(r) and cheap(er), and just invite
family to the party. I know this will sound really silly, but this birthday
party really made me feel like I’m progressing as a grown-up. I tend to get WAY
too carried away … wanting to plan too many details, making everything too much
work, and not planning enough time to accomplish it all without getting
stressed out. This 2nd birthday party, though, included none of
those things. I truly enjoyed working on the details, I felt that I scaled back
my initial ideas reasonably, it was NOT stressful, and it still felt really
special.
So, here are some pics of the fun …
The only décor in the
living room were these red tissue paper poms that I made and the “baseball” lanterns. I
found the lanterns at Target for a dollar a piece a few weeks ago and picked up a bunch
because I’m thinking of using them for something in Cora’s room (have I mentioned how much I LOVE the dollar aisle at Target? I always find the greatest stuff there). Per modified Pinterest
inspiration, I just used some cheap red curling ribbon and scotch-taped a
baseball stitching design onto them.
Our dining room table was the gift table, and we had a little station set up for our guests to “autograph” a 2nd birthday baseball for him, as a keepsake from the day.
And here’s the party
table
It was so fun to put together some of my favorite ideas. The baseball rice krispy treats were a big hit and really easy to make, but the baseball glove cake was my favorite part. I made Liam’s birthday cake last year, as well, but I wasn’t crazy about it. It looked a lot like someone who knows nothing about cake decorating and has no experience had decorated it. So, it was a pretty accurate depiction of my skills. This year, though, I made a few key choices that helped greatly: I had a photo I was trying to copy, I did not make my own frosting, and I bought some slightly better tools to work with.
Yay! I was so pleased with my glove cake and baseball cupcake for the birthday boy, and most importantly, he was, too!
Sadly, I only got a picture of Liam with Josh and I (and Cora!), but forgot to get any pictures of him with the party attendees.
Gratefully, we get to see grandparents at least once a week, so we have plenty of opportunities to take pics with them. I do have a few pics of him enjoying some of his favorite gifts. Of course, he received another baseball bat - a Toy Story one that he loves (but what bat does he not love?) - but in this pic you can also see his new kitchen & work bench. Josh and I found a great deal on the kitchen, so that was his big present from us (which I'm sure Cora will be enjoying as well a year from now); and the cool work bench was from Uncle Zach. You know, just to make sure he doesn't become too domestic from all the cooking :)
Grandad & Nana (my parents) gave him this awesome front-end loader (or "bulldoder", as he refers to it). He's still a bit too small to pedal it, but he loves sitting on it, piling toys in the bucket, and lifting the bucket up and down. Every morning since he has gotten it he has asked me, "Yellow bulldoder? New one?", just to make sure it is still at our house.
His Papa & Grammy gave him this cute turtle sandbox & sand. He's still figuring out his digging technique, but he's very excited about it. Up until last weekend our backyard had nothing in it, except for our grill, doghouse, and dog dishes; so I am very thankful that he now has some things to entertain him back there, since it will be a bit tricky to go many places this summer once Cora arrives.
His Aunt Abbie has nannied for a family of 3 kiddos for years now, the youngest of whom is just a couple of years older than Liam, so she is always in the know regarding cool toys for toddler crowd. She gave Liam this Play-Doh Cookie Monster set. You can use little stamps to make the alphabet out of play-doh, and then feed him. Liam was fascinated that the play-doh disappeared after he closed Cookie Monster's mouth.
The final gift, that was really a surprise for all of us, was a used outdoor playset. Earlier this spring I had my heart absolutely set on getting one for Liam's birthday, but it just didn't seem financially feasible this year. I was really disappointed, because I've worried more than I should about how I'm going to keep a two year old entertained with a newborn in the house. I had finally let the idea go and stopped being overly dramatic (at least about that) about a month ago. The day before Liam's birthday we got a text from a couple in our community group letting us know that their neighbors are moving and were selling their playset for a GREAT price. We went by to see it, and on Mother's Day, Josh (with the help of my bro, dad, and our friend, Nick) brought home our $75 playset. It needs new canopies and to be restained, but I couldn't believe we were able to get something that will provide so many hours of entertainment for just $75! God is such a sweet and generous Father.
It was a fantastic day of celebrating the blessing that is Liam, and I'm so thankful his birthday was far enough from my due date that I still had the energy to do some extra special things for him!
Thursday, May 17, 2012
The BirthDAY
This year Liam's birthday fell on a Friday, which was perfect, since it is our very favorite day of the week. Josh doesn't work on Fridays and so we usually try to make it a family day of sorts, but we really went all out for Liam's birthday, trying to incorporate as many of his favorite things as we could.
The day started off with our big two year old waking up to a floor covered in balloons. He was really excited to wrestle them!
After opening a couple of presents, we headed out to the local donut shop for some birthday donuts. We go every Friday morning, and Liam was excited to get to see Mr. Kelly and Mrs. Pat (the owner and his mom) on his birthday. After I finished up some quick baking for his party the next day, we went back out to let Liam pick out his first Razorback ball cap. I won't lie, he was way more interested in the stuffed animals and mini footballs at the Razorback store than he was in the hats, but we were all pleased with the gray hat he settled on. I love seeing that blonde, curly mullet sticking out the back of it!
After the hat selection was completed, we stopped at Bariola's, a pizzeria, for lunch. Liam LOVES pizza with black olives, so for his birthday, I ordered extra olives on my pizza. Honestly, I thought it was a little gross and had to pick lots of them off of the pieces I ate, but he loved it.
After a nap and a quick dinner, Liam enjoyed his first baseball birthday cupcake of the weekend. During the past year of celebrating lots of friends' birthdays, he has perfected his technique of eating all of the icing off of the top first, and then chowing down on the actual cake.
We ended the evening with the last Razorback baseball game of the season that we had tickets for. Our friend Tripp joined us, which was great because Liam just loves him, and we got to see the Razorbacks win the game in the bottom of the ninth. We were so proud of our little man for hanging in there for the whole game!
My favorite part of the game was when Liam joined in on calling he Hogs during the 7th inning stretch. We've been trying to get him to do it at a game all season, and I guess turning 2 finally gave him the courage to jump in with the crowd!
The day started off with our big two year old waking up to a floor covered in balloons. He was really excited to wrestle them!
After opening a couple of presents, we headed out to the local donut shop for some birthday donuts. We go every Friday morning, and Liam was excited to get to see Mr. Kelly and Mrs. Pat (the owner and his mom) on his birthday. After I finished up some quick baking for his party the next day, we went back out to let Liam pick out his first Razorback ball cap. I won't lie, he was way more interested in the stuffed animals and mini footballs at the Razorback store than he was in the hats, but we were all pleased with the gray hat he settled on. I love seeing that blonde, curly mullet sticking out the back of it!
After the hat selection was completed, we stopped at Bariola's, a pizzeria, for lunch. Liam LOVES pizza with black olives, so for his birthday, I ordered extra olives on my pizza. Honestly, I thought it was a little gross and had to pick lots of them off of the pieces I ate, but he loved it.
After a nap and a quick dinner, Liam enjoyed his first baseball birthday cupcake of the weekend. During the past year of celebrating lots of friends' birthdays, he has perfected his technique of eating all of the icing off of the top first, and then chowing down on the actual cake.
We ended the evening with the last Razorback baseball game of the season that we had tickets for. Our friend Tripp joined us, which was great because Liam just loves him, and we got to see the Razorbacks win the game in the bottom of the ninth. We were so proud of our little man for hanging in there for the whole game!
My favorite part of the game was when Liam joined in on calling he Hogs during the 7th inning stretch. We've been trying to get him to do it at a game all season, and I guess turning 2 finally gave him the courage to jump in with the crowd!
A perfect day for the greatest two year old I know!
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
An Update & Beginning of Birthday-Palooza!
Well, this is lovely. Since today is Wednesday, it is one of my "work" days. These days, I use the term "work" loosely because I'm not doing much of it. Since I'll be having another child soon, as well as switching jobs after she comes, I haven't taken on new clients in a while. This leaves me with an awkward schedule, where many Mondays and Wednesdays I see a couple of clients in the morning, have anywhere from a 3-5 hour lunch break, and then see a few people in the afternoon. At first I felt stressed about the lack of income that accompanies this sort of situation, but lately I've come to embrace the free time that it has afforded me. Many days I go home and do housework or run errands while Liam enjoys the company of whichever grandmother he is with that day. Today, though, I'm giving myself a pretty awesome mommy day.
Currently, I'm sipping an iced mint mocha at my favorite downtown coffee shop after perusing the nearby fabric shop and a few flea markets. In an hour I have a hair appointment ... you know, so that at least my hair can look nice as the rest of me continues to become more and more giant. It's nice to pretend to be able to control something :) Anyway, I'm also taking the next hour to try to get some blogs scheduled to post. We decided to turn off our home internet for the summer in order to save some money until I start working again in September. This wasn't my favorite decision ever, as I know I'm going to want to do lots of blogging about my darling baby girl, once she arrives, and about our transition to a family of four. So, I'm going to do my best to get blogs written on Word, so that whenever I get a chance to be somewhere with wireless, I can upload them and schedule them to be posted. My goal is to post blogs at least twice a week, until we get our internet back. We'll see how that goes. For the next few days, get ready for a deluge of Liam posts ... his birthday was last week, and I have a lot I want to write about; and more importantly, lots of precious pics.
But for today, just a few of my favorite pictures from Liam's last couple of weeks as a one year old:
This was taken one day when we had a spontaneous picnic at work with Daddy. The Lord has given us lots of opportunities for sweet family time and memory-making this spring, and I am so grateful. I can't wait to be making these memories with our little girl in the mix, but it has been so special to really soak up Liam's last months as an only child ... at least the only child we can see.
A couple of weeks ago, Josh had the opportunity to spend a couple of days backpacking in the Buffalo River Valley with one of his best friends, Del. Del & his family are preparing to move from Arkansas to Washington, where Del will spend his residency as an ENT specialist; so I was so thankful that the guys got one more chance to adventure in the woods together before the Slonekers live so far away. These two guys became good friends in college, and I am continually grateful for their relationship. I am amazed at the godly men that the Lord has allowed as friends in my husband's life ... it is such a blessing that the people he enjoys spending time with the most are guys I am excited for him to be around. They truly do sharpen each other, and they have a lot of fun, too. This visit was also special, because at the end of the man trip, Del's wife, Chelsea, and their son, Davis, came up to NWA and Liam and Davis got to meet one another for the first time. Josh was SO excited last year, when he found out the Slonekers would be having a son, and I know these two guys can't wait for the father-son camping trips that will surely be in the future.
Last week, Liam got to try out he & Cora's new ride, with his friend, Jane. Jane is the precious daughter of one of my very best friends, and when they came for a playdate recently, we tested out the double jogger when we strolled over to a nearby playground. Liam and Jane both have such gentle spirits that they seem to play together really well. He's only about 5 or 6 weeks older than she is, so it has been fun to watch them go from itty bitty to full-blown toddlers together. On this particular day, as Jane was busying herself with going down the slide, I noticed Liam, who was on the other side of the playground, sitting down with his hands folded and eyes scrunched shut. I overheard, "Jesus, gank you ..." before he realized I was watching him and became too shy to continue his little prayer. When I asked what he was thanking Jesus for, he simply said, "Jane." Precious. Wouldn't that be a great story to tell at a rehearsal dinner ... you know, if they were to get married? Don't tell either of them that I said that, though. That's a sure way to sabotage my plans :)
The night before Liam's birthday was the Chick-fil-A Mother-Son Date Knight, and a couple of my girlfriends and I took our little guys for some dinner and pageantry (the employees were all dressed in midieval garb and the restaurant was decorated). I LOVE Chick-fil-A and the sweet families I know who operate them. I never cease to be impressed and thankful for the meaningful ways the stores give back to the community, and date knight was no exception. Liam was, of course, freaked out by the cow, but he was very excited to give high fives to the operator's sons, who were dressed up as knights & had swords; and he told me he thought the jester, who is another friend of ours, was "handsome"!
We wrapped up his last night as a one year old with a family walk around our neighborhood. I guess Liam sensed that he is growing up, and decided that on this particular night, he should get to walk the dog. Don't worry, we waited until 80 pound Jack was good and worn out before we let Liam take the end of the leash, and gratefully his 15 feet of dog-walking did not end in being drug down the sidewalk. What a big man he is becoming!
Currently, I'm sipping an iced mint mocha at my favorite downtown coffee shop after perusing the nearby fabric shop and a few flea markets. In an hour I have a hair appointment ... you know, so that at least my hair can look nice as the rest of me continues to become more and more giant. It's nice to pretend to be able to control something :) Anyway, I'm also taking the next hour to try to get some blogs scheduled to post. We decided to turn off our home internet for the summer in order to save some money until I start working again in September. This wasn't my favorite decision ever, as I know I'm going to want to do lots of blogging about my darling baby girl, once she arrives, and about our transition to a family of four. So, I'm going to do my best to get blogs written on Word, so that whenever I get a chance to be somewhere with wireless, I can upload them and schedule them to be posted. My goal is to post blogs at least twice a week, until we get our internet back. We'll see how that goes. For the next few days, get ready for a deluge of Liam posts ... his birthday was last week, and I have a lot I want to write about; and more importantly, lots of precious pics.
But for today, just a few of my favorite pictures from Liam's last couple of weeks as a one year old:
This was taken one day when we had a spontaneous picnic at work with Daddy. The Lord has given us lots of opportunities for sweet family time and memory-making this spring, and I am so grateful. I can't wait to be making these memories with our little girl in the mix, but it has been so special to really soak up Liam's last months as an only child ... at least the only child we can see.
A couple of weeks ago, Josh had the opportunity to spend a couple of days backpacking in the Buffalo River Valley with one of his best friends, Del. Del & his family are preparing to move from Arkansas to Washington, where Del will spend his residency as an ENT specialist; so I was so thankful that the guys got one more chance to adventure in the woods together before the Slonekers live so far away. These two guys became good friends in college, and I am continually grateful for their relationship. I am amazed at the godly men that the Lord has allowed as friends in my husband's life ... it is such a blessing that the people he enjoys spending time with the most are guys I am excited for him to be around. They truly do sharpen each other, and they have a lot of fun, too. This visit was also special, because at the end of the man trip, Del's wife, Chelsea, and their son, Davis, came up to NWA and Liam and Davis got to meet one another for the first time. Josh was SO excited last year, when he found out the Slonekers would be having a son, and I know these two guys can't wait for the father-son camping trips that will surely be in the future.
Last week, Liam got to try out he & Cora's new ride, with his friend, Jane. Jane is the precious daughter of one of my very best friends, and when they came for a playdate recently, we tested out the double jogger when we strolled over to a nearby playground. Liam and Jane both have such gentle spirits that they seem to play together really well. He's only about 5 or 6 weeks older than she is, so it has been fun to watch them go from itty bitty to full-blown toddlers together. On this particular day, as Jane was busying herself with going down the slide, I noticed Liam, who was on the other side of the playground, sitting down with his hands folded and eyes scrunched shut. I overheard, "Jesus, gank you ..." before he realized I was watching him and became too shy to continue his little prayer. When I asked what he was thanking Jesus for, he simply said, "Jane." Precious. Wouldn't that be a great story to tell at a rehearsal dinner ... you know, if they were to get married? Don't tell either of them that I said that, though. That's a sure way to sabotage my plans :)
The night before Liam's birthday was the Chick-fil-A Mother-Son Date Knight, and a couple of my girlfriends and I took our little guys for some dinner and pageantry (the employees were all dressed in midieval garb and the restaurant was decorated). I LOVE Chick-fil-A and the sweet families I know who operate them. I never cease to be impressed and thankful for the meaningful ways the stores give back to the community, and date knight was no exception. Liam was, of course, freaked out by the cow, but he was very excited to give high fives to the operator's sons, who were dressed up as knights & had swords; and he told me he thought the jester, who is another friend of ours, was "handsome"!
We wrapped up his last night as a one year old with a family walk around our neighborhood. I guess Liam sensed that he is growing up, and decided that on this particular night, he should get to walk the dog. Don't worry, we waited until 80 pound Jack was good and worn out before we let Liam take the end of the leash, and gratefully his 15 feet of dog-walking did not end in being drug down the sidewalk. What a big man he is becoming!
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