Thursday, March 26, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Ginger finally had her puppies last night. She had four black ones and three whites ones, but one black one died. Parker kept telling grandpa to come see the baby pigs. He's so funny. Ginger has been a really good mom, and has been really good to let us around. She doesn't even mind Parker trying to see them and touch them.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Anytime we are in conversation and Parker thinks he needs to be part of it, he says "I need to tell you a story. I'm gonna get a fire truck and climb up the ladder and get that cat out of the tree." It doesn't matter what we are talking about, he'll come up with that out of no where. He is so funny. Parker also loves to sing. He always breaks out in song. Then he tells us "I sing that song in nursery." He likes singing popcorn popping on the apricot tree, no more monkeys jumping on the bed, twinkle twinkle little star, abc's, itsy bitsy spider, and others, but I can't think of them. We love that kid so much. He is pretty excited for his baby sister to get here. He keeps asking if his baby sister is growing in my tummy so she can walk. Hopefully he'll still be excited when she actually gets here.