So Saturday before last we went to Cowan's Gap with friends for a BBQ and swimming. Now, if you will recall, last year when Sam was 5 or 6 months old this didn't go so well. He hated the water! My, oh my, how things can change in a year. This time he loved it, didn't want to leave, didn't care that the water was cold, and was chasing after other little boys and trying to play with them. Totally adorables.
Totally in love with Karen after she gave him Doritos.
Passed out after a long day of play!
Then we jump forward to Friday, June 7th. Our anniversary. 5 years ago we did the "I do" thing, 7 years ago we did the "Yes, I'll marry you" thing, and almost 10 years ago we did the "Hey, you wanna get dinner sometime?" thing. We celebrated by having my mom babysit, going to my 20 week anatomy ultrasound, going out to dinner, window shopping and ice cream, and seeing the new Star Trek movie! What a GREAT day! I mean, really! I was on cloud 9.
It's A Boy!!
Yeah, the fact that I am carrying around a little boy had MORE than a little to do with how happy I was on our anniversary! I may have confused our waitress with my happy and random "Penis!" outbursts during dinner. Morgan kept laughing at me and my hyper joy, but he was just as happy as I was. It's just, you know, he's a man. He instead expressed his excitement by poking my side and belly during my exam after Pencil Neck thrusted his hips forward to reveal his wiener.
Ever since I have been day dreaming of bunk beds, living room wrestling matches, and scruffy little boys who come home so dirty after a summer day of play that they have to be hosed off before they can walk inside. I'm so excited!