We had all the kids the weekend before Halloween and it was busy. My mom was in town, so it was nice. Meagan and Ashley had had their babies, so family was buzzing. Leading up to getting the kids I had been trying to communicate with Tina, but could only really talk with Brett. I asked Tina to have my missionary album ready for me when I came to pick them up and she emailed me saying she would have it ready. Later Brett and I talked about the schedule and worked out a pretty good compromise as far as traveling and meeting in the middle. He and I are able to see eye to eye because he has the same situation. His kids live in Ogden.
When we were done talking he said he would have to run it by Tina and unfortunately she would have the final say, so he would have to go with whatever she said. He called me that Friday morning and said Tina wouldn't agree to it. He told me she got pretty mad that he and I talked about working things out. She then told him to tell me she didn't have my missionary album, to which I replied she emailed me the contrary. He was curious as to why she said it then. Finally, he told me she said he was never to talk to me again. SERIOUSLY!!!!!
Just a few weeks before when I was trying to get the kids so they could see Boston, she picked up the phone and I was talking to her about that weekend, and her response was, "Here's Brett."
She didn't even try to talk to me about it. She just gave it to him as he walked in the door from work. He didn't know what we were talking about and was quite surprised I didn't know about the wedding the girls were going to be flower girls in for Burk Tice's daughter. He and I worked out a compromise for a couple hours after the reception that we could spend with the kids so they could see their baby brother. He and I. Tina would have said no to everything. And then she tells him he is not to talk to me anymore.
So, back to picking up the kids in Idaho. I drove up to get them and they were excited to go, and then to my surprise she has my missionary album ready to go. With Brett looking on I said, "Thankyou." He had an interesting look on his face. The drive went well.
Alright, done venting. On to the good stuff. Katy is still on the mend, but getting better. She's such a good mom. I think Boston is turning into a momma's boy quite quickly. He knows when she's there. I had him for a couple hours while she went to dinner with her girlfriends just the other day, and he was fine for most of the time, except for when I was making a bottle and he got impatient.
When she got home I was bouncing him and walking and when she came in, he gave out this little cry-whimper-whine that seemed to say, "Where have you been?" He had just finished about 4 ounces of bottle, and still wanted to nurse from her. All better.
We just went on a walk to Maverick and took him in stroller. He did pretty well until we were on our way back and he started to get mad. So I took him for the rest of the way. So we get to the house, he and I sit down in the Lay-Z-Boy, and he's chillin'. Then he starts tootin'. Happy and farting we're hanging out. Then Katy came over and I told her what he was doing and she leaned over to kiss him and told him to toot on his daddy. Not a SECOND later, he lifts his legs and rips one!!! Farting on demand! We start laughing and he starts smiling, then he does it again and we can't control ourselves. Too cute, too funny.
So lets run it down. He's pooped down me in the shower. He's peed in my mouth while I was changing him. While farting really isn't anything out of the ordinary, he did it on demand. Pretty impressive.
He smiles all the time now too. That open mouthed, gummy grin is the best thing around. Can't get enough of it.
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