David asked to get the boys up this morning (they will be SO EXCITED to see Daddy first thing in the morning after his being away for three mornings in a row all of a sudden) so I decided to type up an entry to keep me from opening their door and inhaling all the sweetness that they are in the morning.  Or at least that they are most mornings.  There are always exceptions!  :-)

Lowell has two more teeth and the next two are wrecking havoc on his mood/runny nose/messy diapers so soon he will have four new shiny pointy teeth.  He has been teething for what seems like the majority of David’s 5 weeks of summer break.  After the bottom ones poke through, it will bring his grand total of teeth to 16.  In the past couple of days, Lowell has added “Ow!” to his vocabulary (which is soooo cute) and has perfected “Please?” which comes out sounding like “Pees?” most of the time.  When David disappeared (really, he just drove to San Antonio for a convention but to the boys, he vanished), Lowell walked to nearly every door, knocked twice (loudly), and said “Da-dee?”  Looking for David.  We didn’t know if Lowell would miss Daddy very much but I’d almost say that Lowell missed him more than James and I did.  Or appeared to at least.

Oh, yeah, I don’t know if I blogged about this but Lowell started walking on June 29th in Plano at Grandma and Grandpa’s house.  He just all of a sudden, like he’d been waiting for someplace special to show off, started walking like he’d been walking for months.  It’s almost like he’d been practicing in his crib while we weren’t watching.  ;-)  I like to think he waited for Grandma Barnes to see him since they’re birthday buddies.

There’s not much new to report on James, developmentally, since there are no big things we’ve been working on lately.  Potty training is done (though I am anxious for him to develop the understanding of actually getting his underwear back on all the way, growing a little bit so I don’t have to lift him on the potty — “No more little potty seat, Mommy.  That’s for babies.” –  and being able to start dressing himself.)  Speaking of dressing — he’s in a 4T shirt and 2T-3T shorts and probably wears a 9 or a 9.5 in shoes.  I do need to take him for more shoes very soon.  (Lowell is in 2T shirts and 12-18 month shorts though I have been putting him in 2T & 3T shorts already, since I know grandparents read this… :-)

There’s one neat thing about James, though.  He’s a chatterbox.  He says the funniest things!  I always forget to write them down so I can share them here.  Every evening at dinner, he makes up a song about something doing something (bunnies jumping, cars driving, light shining – they each get their own special song).  He has started walking around randomly quoting Cars (the movie) so in the course of the day, you’ll randomly hear, “Never need a map again!” then later, “Maaaw, Dang” or “I’ve got DIRT in my rims!” or “You love ‘er, you love ‘er, you love ‘er.”

I’ve started knitting little tiny wool soakers (diaper covers) for the new baby out of scraps from when I made them for Lowell.  They’re to me like baby hats are to some knitters: fast, easy, memorized pattern, fun, and a great stash-buster.  The ones I’m making are not pretty so I don’t know if I will ever post pictures of them but they will be functional!  I figured if need be, I could always use them as dying experiments if and when I ever get the itch to dye some wool.  Worst case, I’ll overdye them black.  :-)  If this baby is a girl, she’s gonna have some very boyish diaper covers on her sweet little bum.  I refuse to invest in girly colors of new wool (at $10-$35 a skein, ouch) not knowing AND I doubt I will have the time to knit up a good girly stash once she arrives.  (Hoping this is a girl, but not counting on it.)

Time to go eat breakfast.  Dave said, “I’m makin’ pancakes!” (to be read in Donkey’s voice).  Yum.