Alston - 3 Months Old

My little goober is 3 months old. He is getting super chubby and is a little cherub. He is really an angel baby, so easy! He still smiles and squeals when you look at him and has started to add drooling and making noises with his mouth to his routine. He seems to like tummy time and will often roll from his tummy to his back. He is also rolling from his back to his sides so he can watch us. He's getting into a great routine - taking his long nap while Trey has his. Woohoo! He's been sleeping 7-9 hours at night so that is a plus!

Dave blessed him today. He gave him a such a nice, sweet blessing. I love my little screech!

Is this your card?

Trey was walking around the house last night completely unaware that he had a flash card wedged in his crack. I'm still laughing. I'm not sure about how it got there other than we had been looking at flash cards and he sat in the pile or something. I guess that's what happens when you're potty training and you have a lot of naked time. Here's a photo of our smiley Alston. He is such a happy baby, always smiling, cooing, squealing (mostly for me-he's a total mama's boy). He's so fun. I think he looks SO much like my guy cousins! And here's the infamous coin sorter. Trey's showing Alston how it works. Sweet brother. Alston LOVES Trey.

Gone Fishing

As an incentive for potty training, I made a poster for Trey with a fish bowl on it and the words: Go Potty...Go Fish! on it. Every time he used the potty, he got a fish sticker. Once the bowl was full, he got to go fishing. It took less than 10 days to fill the bowl. Tonight we went fishing at the WalMart fish center. $4 on fish food and plants, 28 cents on a fish. Go figure. Trey was SO excited to feed "Mr. Fishy" and give him kisses. He kept saying, "he's gonna get me!" and would try to stick his hand in the bowl. He was so pumped about seeing Mr. Fishy in the morning that he ran to his room and got into his bed by himself tonight. Next reward is feeding the ducks at the lake. Yeah for potty training!

Conversations with Trey

Trey: Guess what, Mommy?
Me: What?
Trey: I want to go to the store later!

Me: Trey, let's go take a bath.
Trey: No, in just a minute. I want to play with my money first.

This is out of the mouth of an almost 26 month old. He is so darn smart it makes me nervous about "negotiating" with him down the road. He's supposed to be stringing 2 and 3 words together at this point. Wow!