Baby Jordan, who isn't really much of a baby anymore, has developed one heck of a personality. He has the biggest most beautiful smile I've ever seen! And he knows how to get you to laugh--even when he's in trouble! I have to turn away so he can't see me smiling when that happens. His vocabulary has blossomed this past month. I can't keep up with all the words he says now. He loves saying, "shoe" and "cracker," and he always says it like it's a question. It's hilarious.
We got to go see Gigi a couple of weeks ago. We always let Ali drive the last mile to their house because it's all dirt road out in the middle of nowhere. She's actually not a bad driver, but it's still kinda scary when you put a six year old behind the wheel!
We had such a good time down there. We spent a LOT of time outside! The weather was amazing. Ali and I went down to "Turtle Creek" and went on a little adventure. When I was a kid my cousins and sisters and I would all go under that bridge and play. We would get mud, smear it all over our hands, and then put our hand prints on the walls. You can still see them! I hadn't been down there in ages and decided to take Ali along. She thought it was the coolest thing and wanted to put her hand prints down there too! It took as a while to find mud--the creek was pretty dried up from the drought--but we did it and now there's little 6-year-old-Ali hand prints on the same walls as little 6-year-old-Destiny hand prints. Isn't that cool!?
We also went and played in Red River later that afternoon. I have pictures, I promise, but figuring out how to get them from my camera to a computer has been problematic!
Gigi got to play with Jordan quite a bit while we ran off and played. That little man is such a hoot! Here lately he's decided he doesn't want to sleep by himself anymore (After 18 months of sleeping in his own crib? Really?). But when he's in bed with us he just flops around (like a chicken, as DC from our church says!) and keeps us up all night. His favorite thing to do is put his feet in my face. Like this:
I had to scoot away to get this picture. Generally his little toes are right up against my cheek, no lie. It's such a pain to sleep with him but it's so stinkin' adorable to wake up with his head on my shoulder that it's almost worth a sleepless night. Almost. You would think that being so small would mean he doesn't take up much space, right?
He had his 18 month wellness check-up this month. Our little munchkin is in the 25 percentile for his weight and 30 for his height. Know what that means? He is smaller than about 70-75% of all other babies his age! A lady at the daycare the other day called him "petite" and I thought about punching her because that sounded like an insult. But instead I laughed because he's so cute that his size doesn't matter. I'm pretty sure God made him small because his personality is SO BIG. He's cute and sweet and funny and lovable and perfect!
So that's what's been going on in Mommy World =) Basically my little babies are growing up and I'm getting old!
