...and another attempt to start blogging better. I know I am a horrible blogger, and one day I am going to regret that I didn't write down more things that my kids did or said. So, once again, I attempt to blog this crazy life. I will start with Derrick. This is what he does ALL THE TIME...

He is reading a book if you can't tell. If he isn't preparing to preach, he is studying for his seminary classes. He will graduate May 14th with his Masters of Divinity. We are both counting down the days. I am really proud of him, but more than that I am just ready to have my husband back full time.
Lainey is getting to be a big girl, and it seems like it has just happened overnight. She is a huge help with the two boys. I was the oldest child and I can remember getting so mad at my parents about how much more responsibility I had than my younger siblings. I understand my mom so much better now. I have a brother who is 18 months younger than I am, a sister who is 6 years younger, and a brother who is 8 years younger. I can remember changing my brothers diapers when I was in the 3rd grade. I now understand that my parents, Mom especially, needed all the help she could get in the same way that I need Lainey's help. And I really feel like I am better off for it. However, since I do know how it is to be the oldest I am trying my best to not make her too grown too soon because she already thinks she is a teenager.
A few people have asked about her imaginary friends. They are still around, but not as much as they used to be. Tonight out of the blue she informed me that Saylee just turned 9 and she had a big birthday party. A few months ago she told us that Barba died, but then later she told us that she was still alive, she had just moved to Florida and got a new phone number. Jonathon is her boy imaginary friend. Sometimes he is her husband, sometimes her boyfriend, sometimes her son...I guess she has more trouble coming up with boy names?

Sam is almost 18 months and beginning to be more verbal. He can say Mama, Daddy, Lainey, and Cy, but he can not say his own name. He can say candy, ball, hat, Mimi, Pops, G.G., maybe a few others but I can't think of them right now. He is ALL boy and into everything. He loves ball. Maybe he will have his daddy's love of sports. He is a very loving child. He still has to be rocked to sleep, but Derrick is a lot better at rocking him to sleep than I am. He still does not sleep through the night. We have the WORST sleeping situation right now. Before Cy was born I would just go get Sam out of his bed and put him in our bed when he woke up in the middle of the night. Well nothing has changed since Cy has been in the world, and it is just easier right now for Cy to sleep with us for middle of the night feedings. Long story shorter....the four of us end up in our queen size bed every night, while 2 baby beds are empty. It is pretty miserable. We have considered purchasing bunk beds with a full size on bottom already. I think it is way too early to move him out of a crib but at least that way when he wakes up either Derrick or I can go lay down with him until he goes back to sleep. Oh and the pacifier...we may never get rid of that thing, and I am ok with that right now.

Cy is 3 months. He is growing and smiling and laughing. Other than that there isn't a whole lot to tell. I am guessing that he weighs about 15 lbs. He weighed 13lbs and some oz. at his 2 month checkup. Occasionally he will sleep through the night. He will not take a bottle and we found that the hard way. Derrick and I went out for our anniversary (6 years) a few weeks ago, and my parents came to keep the kids. I don't think he took but about an ounce of that bottle. Needless to say, he was starving when we got home. I am not sure if my parents will ever keep all 3 of them again.

*Please ignore all grammatical errors and run on sentences. I am choosing to not proofread this for the time being.*