Three Cheers for Aunt Lainey!

I just want to take a moment to recognize the greatest unsung hero of Lucas' life.

Aunt Lainey.

Aunt Lainey is supreme. First off, she does things that I, mommy, would never do. Baby has a fever...no problem....she goes to the store and buys a variety of frozen pops and delivers. Without being asked to, I might add. She gives him dessert. I don't. She drops everything and comes over when I, mommy, am freaking out. She talks to the advice nurse when I, mommy, think the advice nurse is a huge jerk and Aunt Lainey uses words that are slighty nurse-ish to alert jerky advice nurse that she is serious, but not in the obnoxious way that I, mommy, would have had she not taken the phone from me.

She upgraded us to business class on the plane. I am too cheap. She always has snacks. I am too cheap. She can ALWAYS put the baby to bed, and she (almost) never gloats about that. She is the bomb.

If I didn't have her, I would surely be in the loony bin, but if Lucas didn't have Aunt Lainey, it would be really, really sad. For him.

Aunt and Uncle Day is July 26, but I think we'll celebrate early.

Have I told you lately that I love this kid?

I am trying not to say 'baby', as everyone points out to me that L is not a baby. But it is just so hard since since he is my little pumpkin-butt.

He has really started to talk....so much. He can really really repeat well, so watch what you say for crying out loud. He actually said 'helicopter' tonight. Seriously! Today he also truly embrace the word 'mine', and I hope that is just a mandatory passing phase. Because it is just ugly. He has been such a great little sharer, but the 'mine' thing has got me spooked, people.

Since daylight saving, his highness has decided that sleeping before 10pm is for losers, and he is no loser, so he is up. Late. Every night. On the one hand, it is awesome to spend more time together. On the other hand, I haven't been able to take care of much around the house once he does go to sleep. Soon he'll start sleeping earlier, right? RIGHT?!?!?

His latest hysterical quote is "oh man", and he'll drop that on you when you just aren't expecting it. Drop some food from the table..."oh, man", unzipped your jacket, "oh, man", he finds my phone and brings it to me, "oh, man, mommy", you get the picture.

I love that kid. Still cozy, although he is less cozy as he gets more 'big boyish'. Oh, but he has learned to kiss and blow kisses, and still loves reading most of all. Unless he can see his box of legos. Or food. But you know what I mean.

OK, got to go to bed!!! xoxo Visit soon!