In Joe terms....

My little guy is becoming quite the talker.  Whether we understand him or not....he always has something to say.  At the end of the day I try to remember all the cute little "J" isms he has said....but by the end of the day....I've already forgotten many of them.....I really need to write them down when I hear them so I don't forget.  His latest one is when he eats all of something....he always tells me... "I ate my cookie all gone!"(p.s. I LOVE the way he says "cookie")  or "I ate my apples all gone!"  It's so cute how proud he is of himself when he finishes something "all gone."  Yesterday we were coming up from the basement and he touched his nose and said... I smell cookies.... (and sure enough some cookies were baking in the oven).  He's got a good sniffer like his mama!  Oh and another one I remembered tonight.....every night when we brush teeth...I've never quite been able to understand what he is saying for a "toothbrush," but tonight I think I got it...  He calls it a "teeth stick."  Well, that works, doesn't it???

I was worried about this guy all day today....he just wasn't his wild and crazy self....lots of wanting to lay on the floor and play cars and less of wanting to run around the house like nuts.   I thought maybe he had an ear infection, but no fever.  I'm guessing it is just allergies....poor guy.....seems like he always has something going on.  I finally scheduled him to see an allergy doc this Thursday, so we will see.  I didn't think it was anything too serious till I came home tonight from picking up a prescription and found this...

Here is my little mother taking care of this little guy.  As I walked in the door she immediately informed me that Joseph told her he had a "headache."  Now I've heard him complain of a tummy ache or tell me that his ear hurts, but never a headache.  Sophia quickly took charge in my absence (apparently Daddy just couldn't be a good enough doctor) and began "doctoring" him.  She covered him up with her fuzzy pink blanket and pulled out the books and began reading.  Each time he would lift his head to look at a page... she would say, "No honey, you shouldn't try to read if your head hurts.  I will read to you."  What a good mommy she is.  Here are some more pics of her nursing abilities:

Soon after my "sick" boy was laid up on the couch...this is how I found him...

And here is the nurse....who obviously had a miraculous cure....

Remember these?

Seven $1 picture frames from the Dollar Store turned into something a bit more colorful for the playroom.  I'm not sure I like the way they turned out....but I don't have the heart to make the hubby take them down and cover up the SEVEN nail holes he put in the wall.  So...I'm hoping they grow on me....

Is it Friday yet????