No time for number one.

Murph is impatient by nature.

I knew this when he arrived 3 days ahead of schedule, even though I had been warned that first babies often come late.

From the time he was little we would count to three to do things. Tickle, jump, slide, whatever was called for at the time.

Murph doesn't have time for that. This summer he would try to jump in the water to swim with each number. He would stick out his foot to convince me to let him go.

Now, he has decided to work around this insane counting thing.

He starts at two.

If I sit him at the top of the slide he will immediately call out DOO! Which in Murphish is two. No time for the number one. And by the number three he expects to be halfway down the slide.

Leave it to my child to figure out a way around such trivial things to get his way.

Time sure flies.....

When your 15 month old figures out how to reset the time on your alarm clock. Somehow Murph has decided that he should be on the same time as the land of his ancestors. I'm feeling a bit jet lagged.

I was at the doctor's office today. When you are 28 weeks pregnant, the bathroom and the doctor's office are where you spend most of your time. While I waited at the window for the receptionist to help me I couldn't help but over hear the conversation between two of the nurses there.

"I think it's just awesome when a dad brings in their little one for an appointment."

"Me too. I know my husband would have never done that!"

I had to smile. When the receptionist asked if she could help me, I proudly said "Yes. I'm here to meet my husband. He brought in our little boy for his appointment."

The appointment today wasn't for me. It was for Murph. That was MY hubby that they were praising. I couldn't get out of work in time to get him there, so Chiefy came and got him and took him. I was glad he was there with us. So was Murph. We got the last of his shots before Kindergarten today. And Daddy is the BEST at making him feel better after Mommy holds him down and those mean nurses get him.

All hail the Chief!

Tell me what you want..... what you really, really, want.

I'm not a political person. And I am not one to voice my opinions one way or the other. But if you didn't catch her speech I recommend giving it a good once over.

http://www.politico.com/news/stories/0908/13144.html

As a former (ok current as well) fan of the Spice Girls, and all that girl power jazz, I have to say WOW.

You GO girl!