Easy

I came the the realization today, while B was napping and I was lounging on the couch reading a book, that I have it pretty easy right now. I have one child who is pretty low-key, (most of the time) and we can pretty much do whatever we want through out the day. (Keeping in mind that we don't go out and blow huge amounts of money.) I just have two schedules & moods I have to stay on top of, and with only one kid in the house messes can be kept to a minimum.

I'm trying to savor this time with B before the baby comes - (in SIX weeks by the way. I know-crazy) and I'm trying to live in the moment for the time being. If I don't, I start thinking about all the things that could potentially go wrong in the next few months and really start freaking out. Like, "What if this baby comes while Dave is in Dallas?" or "What if I go crazy dealing with B by myself after Dave leaves/before my Mom comes?"or "What if my washer or dishwasher breaks while Dave is gone?" (I know, pretty petty but still a valid concern for me!)I can't remember who said it, but in the last session of General Conference a general authority gave a talk and somewhere in the midst of it he said this: "Live with faith, not fear." I keep forcing myself to remember that saying when I feel myself starting to think about things I can't control.

Here is what we did on Saturday, wasting time until Dave came home.
(You are probably thinking - "Saturday? What was he doing at school?" Finals are next week and this is major study time. Plus, Dave studies all the time - I'm not kidding. Luckily he leaves early in the morning so he can get home in the early afternoon to hang out with us for the rest of the day.)

Kicking it at Petsmart. Hey, don't knock it until you try it. B was entertained for close to 30 minutes.

Washing/vacuuming out the car. While I realize he looks a little special in this picture, I still like it. Look how excited he was to find "Daddy's chapstick!"


Trying to get a decent shot of him in the car. Here he is whipping his face away at the last minute...

Wow. What is that face? Must get it from from his Dad. :)

Finally. A (somewhat) decent face shot.

Whatever happened for the days that he used to like looking into the camera? Like this picture, for example:

(P.S. - B is going through his share of "terrible 2's". Is it bad that I think most of it is pretty funny? For example, around nap time or immediately upon waking from a nap he will get into this whine-mode where he will get mad at you for looking at him. He says, while crying, "don't see me!" or "don't look at me!" It passes in about ten minutes or so, and you pretty much have to leave him alone and let him come to you when he is ready. Another example is when you tell him to say something, like "thank you, aunt Lorraine", or "can you say please?" and he replies "I don't want to say it!" Luckily, this doesn't happen very often. I guess they have to assert their independence at some point. I'm just glad that these moments just come in spurts, and don't happen all the time. Like I said - I have it pretty easy. B won't for very much longer, though. I'm afraid his world is going to be rocked in about six weeks or so.)