Here are a few

Will had a play date today AND a lunch date with Daddy at Chick-fil-a. When we got home he was playing a make believe game that his cars were all going to “chik-a-lay”.

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Password for all photo 365 posts is priscilla

OK. So I am going to try this “project” I saw on another website. I am going to take a picture myself (sometimes it may be a group photo or a pic of two of us) EVERY DAY for 365 days. Yup! For one full year. I am sure Charlie will be recruited for some of the pictures (especially of me) but it should be fun. The pics will be posted in the 365 categorie on the side of the blog, but they can be seen on the main page!

(I may only update once a week!)

Although next year is a leap year so it will be 366, lol!

Today he told me that “Pepaw and Hemaw (didn’t specify which ones) needed to come to WIlliam, Mommy, DAddy house.” LOL

Um…. let’s she what else……. he’s said/done some funny stuff lately…….

oh, yes…..he hurt his arm and wanted Lightning and Mate r (on his shower curtain) to Kiss it and that made it better.

In Will news: He is kinda sleeping better (we’ve had a rough couple of weeks with him not staying asleep and INSISTING one of us stay in the room with him)…..If we let him stay up later or just sleep on the couch, he seems to do ok

And…he’s into “5 minutes, mommy” if I ask/tell him to do something or say we need to stop or start something. It’s quite funny.

and…the last week or two..he HAS to dress himself or he goes beserk. I can pick it but he has to put it on .. silly goose.

Tre:

David:

Unnamed baby BOY Hartman is here.
He was born about 8:20
weighs 7 lbs. 6 oz and
is 20″ long!!

Mom Kelly is exhausted. They broke her water around 6 or 6:30. My sister got there about 20 minutes before the Baby Boy was born, but she was in the delivery room!!!

MY sweet boy still asks for it from time to time, especially if he gets hurt or upset…. I keep telling him it’s empty though….and on days he doesn’t really care if he has it or not and see me getting dressed he lets me know that my ninnies are empty