I love my little guy!

Isaac with his Froggy

Short story # 1:

Little Isaac melts my heart. Here is one story why. I've been trying to get some "mom nights" in since I know with a newborn I won't be able to leave the house by myself for a while. So, the other night I went to a spouses meeting. I was putting on my shoes when the little guy walks in and and says, " I go get my flip flops mommy" I told him he didn't need to b.c. he was going to hang out with his Dad and mom was going to go hang out with girls. He replied, "but you will miss me mommy!" Ahhh so true. Isaac said while I was gone little Isaac checked the front door multiple times and the garage. After hour number two of being gone he called my cell phone (yes, he knows what # his Dad and I are on our phones) to tell me how much he missed me and I needed to come home. I finally came home around 11pm to find him in the guest room watching cartoons. He got up gave me a hug and a kiss goodnight and went straight to his room to sleep. To top it off in the morning I found his little Car's chair in our formal dining room facing the front window. All I know is if he is that concerened about his mommy heaven help his little girl when he grows up!

Short story #2.

I've been having crazy pregnancy dreams. And I've been seeing things. Nothing too crazy, things like bugs that are not there. So, the other day when I woke up to make breakfast I saw a frog in the hallway. I was not in the mood to catch a frog so I told Isaac to get the frog out of the hallway. He gave me a weird look and continued with his morning routine. So, when I asked if he got the frog he replied, "mmmhmmm". 'Did you even look for the frog?!' I asked. No, he had not. When he finally went to the hall he came back and told me there was no frog. I insisted that I had seen a frog. "I'm sure you did babe. Maybe, that can be yours and Isaac's big adventure for the day. Finding the frog" How dare he! He didn't believe there was a frog. And he was talking to me like I was 5! Well, I did find the frog later that day. I thought he was dead. But when I went to scoop him into the container he moved. So, little Isaac and I gave him some dirt, water, grass, and bugs (ok, so little Isaac caught the bugs) and the little frog made a full recovery. Of course we had to let him go. We let him go in the sprinklers after church and little Isaac was devasted. He thought the "froggy" was his to keep and that we were just giving it a bath. And now he won't quit asking for it. So, on Monday when we get paid we are going to buy him a frog at Brookstone. Fun stuff :)