Pushing

Jesse is a pushy little boy. I've seen many children grab their parents' hands and drag them to what they want, but not my son. When Jesse wants me to get something he grabs my hand to get me off the couch, then stands behind me and pushes my legs in the direction he wants me to go, which is usually to the pantry for a spoon of peanut butter. Right now I'm still in awe of the fact that he's figured out how to get what he wants and can communicate that, but I think soon the excitement will dissipate. I am always amazed at how much he's learning. His talking is getting so much better and he definitely has favorite things now...a favorite blanket, food (peanut butter and bananas), place to be (outside trying to eat snow), and even a favorite commercial (yes-I realize that means he watches too much TV). Casey and I are busy as always, with new callings (we finally graduated from Primary!) and the constant schooling. Casey is our ward's new Sunday School President and I'm the Relief Society Meetings Coordinator (fancy new name for Enrichment leader). Yikes! Where did this responsibility come from? It makes me nervous, but that's a good thing. We are both learning a lot from our new jobs. There isn't much to say as far as baby news- which is good at this point. I have another check up in a couple weeks, then we'll be scheduling the ultrasound! I love seeing everything, but ultrasounds always make me lightheaded and queasy. I actually threw up during my very first one-not good. Well, Jesse is mad that he's still in his crib so I am signing off. Have a great week everyone!