Welcome Auntie Jesh!

Okay, my sister (Jessica) is supposed to be getting internet at home today...finally! She has never seen this lovely blog of mine and I hope she'll check in and feel oh-so-welcome with my post title.

Easton took a short nap yesterday and was a little cranky as the day wore on. We tried an earlier bedtime to see if he'd sleep longer. So far at 7:30 he's still down. Woo hoo! I'd better hurry so I can shower before he wakes up.

Anyway, I had a cute story I wanted to share. Yesterday we went to Wal-Mart as planned. I unbuckled E's front-facing carseat from my seat up front and held his hand as he climbed down. Then he walked over to the door and waited for me to open it up and he held my hand as he climbed down. We held hands walking all the way into the store! It was too sweet. I'm normally not brave enough to try because he is known for doing his own thing or running off half the time, it's easier to carry him, but we tried walking and he headed right for the store holding onto my hand the whole time. I loved it! He rode around in the cart as we shopped (I'd give him an item and he'd check it out before dropping it into the back of the cart). When we were checking out he helped me by pitching items onto the little moving conveyor belt thingy. He couldn't reach that well so he'd have to toss things but they all made it up there. He was so proud. I gave him my credit card to hold just for something to do and he knew exactly what to do with it, he tried reaching up to the card reader to swipe it through! He couldn't reach it so I did it for him and gave it back. It was one of our best Wal-Mart experiences ever.

When we got home I took him outside to play and eat messy peanut butter crackers. He only took one bite of the crackers and refused any more. Oh well. He had fun playing but the grass is so long from our rainy weekend that he kept tripping. Oops.

Oh yeah, one more E anecdote before I hit the showers...yesterday we were playing in his room and I said, "Easton lets go downstairs" and he put both the balls he was playing with back on the shelf before we left!!! I didn't say anything to get him to do it, either. He often likes to pick up after himself. How did I get so lucky and how long will it last? I hope it's because we set a good example. Too cute. LOVE MY BOY!!