Pictures and Stories

This first picture is just a rainbow over our neighborhood a few nights ago. We thought it was pretty, but there was a much better one last night and I didn't take a picture of it. The rainbow always reminds me of our wedding day and the covenant we entered into during the ceremony. Not long after the ceremony and we were on our way to Savannah, there was a rainbow over the church - God's sign of His covenant with Noah. Pretty remarkable how God orchestrates His wonders at just the right moments!
My new little snacker! He LOVES to be in this chair and eat snacks. I've also figured out that on most days if I'll give him a few snacks to hold him over that he'll be more interested in his baby food. He'd rather just have his bottle as he lets the ladies at the nursery know loud and clear!

This has to be my FAVORITE picture of Maverick so far! I might have to find me some baby contests to enter this one in. Other than the dirt on my door, it's a priceless picture of a precious little boy! He looks so grown up.

Now for the story!!! It won't be near as funny as it was to Jen Whisonant who I was calling to talk about issues with my Razr as the bulk of these events unfolded. Bailey had eaten some "geiohs" (spaghettios) and needed to wash his hands and face. We went to the bathroom and did the handwashing routine and then he said he needed to go potty. I never pass an opportunity to let him sit on the potty. I took his clothes off and sat him there for a second. He didn't really go, but was ready to get up. I decided to take this opportunity to let him wear underwear. I put them on him and decided I needed to protect my furniture JUST IN CASE there was some sort of an accident! I went outside to see if I could find a tarp or something in our storage closets on the carport. Little Mr. followed me out there and started playing. I figured it was harmless and if he had an accident it would be outside and I could just spray him off. All the while I'm on the phone with Jen discussing the fact that my Razr said "movistar" on the screen and I didn't know where that had come from. While Jen is laughing at my running commentary of Bailey outside in his Lightning McQueen underwear pushing all of his toys, I noticed Bailey kept messing with the back of his underwear. A few minutes later I looked up and he had some extra baggage back there. So, I had to bring him back in the house. I showed him where the 'extra baggage' would normally go. We flushed, washed hands and attempted to put on new underwear. He wanted no part of that and ran around for a little while in his birthday suit! Eventually I got a diaper on him, but noticed a little while later that he had stripped it off and was naked again. The diaper was wet so maybe he felt it and wanted it off. I can dream, can't I? When we get back from our trip to the beach, I think Bailey and I are going to spend some quality time around the potty. He becomes more and more willing every few days.

KACHOW!!!