I let the scribbles from Oliver in your birthday card stand in for something more profound than I could put into words, but I’d like to just take a moment to tell you that I love you. You are a great mother to Oliver, and you’re going to be a great mother to our next son as well. You’re also a great wife. Happy birthday, “boo.”
I took a pretty hilarious video of Oliver dancing the other day. The following YouTube clip IS NOT that video. I’m having trouble exporting off my camcorder, so I could only get a snippet onto my computer. But it’ll give you an idea of what he likes doing lately. And that is, walk over to the stereo, turn it on, then “dance” (i.e., spin in circles, often holding his Elmo or Grover doll). Anyway, enjoy:
We had great weather in the St. Louis area over the weekend. I think the high was in the mid-70s. Very nice. We did a lot of work around the house, installing a new backdoor, mulching leaves, etc., but on Sunday was also went out for half a day. We picked up some Jimmy Johns sandwiches and headed to a local park.
Oliver was all over the playground until other kids showed up, then he panicked. He was pretty tired, as we pushed him past his nap time. Anyway, we ended up walking through the nearby woods and he was all joy again. He loves picking up sticks and looking at leaves. Shortly after we got home, he took a near-record three-hour nap. Needless to say, it was a nice, relaxing afternoon for his parents.
Sarah is 22 weeks pregnant, and we had another ultrasound this morning. Baby No. 2 is progressing along nicely, and currently checks in at about 1 pound, 5 ounces. We got a few ultrasound pictures, but none were great. The one below is kind of neat, since you can see the baby’s lips and nose (his arms are crossed over his eyes). Who’s face does he have? Mine? Sarah’s? Oliver’s? We’re anxious to see the little guy. Just a few months to go …