Dancing with a Bedhead

Cheezing it up for the camera!
I'm a ham!

Return of the Movie Star!

Treasure for the pirate! Agr!

A bed head like this must take some practice!

Looking for the Easter Bunny!

Dancing for my waffles!

Carter helped me fill up the bird feeder on Friday. I'm not sure he understood what we were doing but he had a great time throwing bird seed everywhere.

His new line this week is "I sorry." After any ouch comes, "hurt, I sorry," even if he does the ouch himself he says, "I sorry."

Saturday morning Carter wanted to take all his toys out of his toy box. He pushed Tickle-Me-Cookie's belly. Then preceded to get down in the floor and roll and giggle like cookie was doing. He is such a little ham!

Carter has starting falling asleep in our bed. Well, CW calls it mommy's bed. I'm guessing dad doesn't have a bed or a bedroom in his mind. Many have told me I'm digging a pit for myself. I love those sweet snuggles and kicks to the ribs and listening to him babble while he falls asleep and listening to him breathe until I fall asleep. He is growing up too fast. It has been a good bonding time for the three of us for the past few weeks.

Thursday morning I was spying though the door in Carter's classroom for a while just after I dropped him off. The lunch lady brought cupcakes in for snack time for a birthday celebration. The cupcakes were placed atop the shelf where the kids toys are. Carter went over and tried to get a cupcake. The teacher turned around and caught him and put him in the corner! Carter could have couldn't have cared-less that he was in the corner but it broke my heart to see what happened. I left before I started to cry. I know that sometimes I get frustrated and snap too quickly too. Mark keeps telling me to let it go, but I haven't been able to do that yet.

I have never come to terms with being a working mom. Don't get me wrong, I'm incredible grateful to have a job and a paycheck. This week I found out that I'm losing probably going to lose 1/2 of my work load for at least for a few months. Then the corner thing happened.

Please pray for me that I will feel peace about the working mom situation, and that I will faith to trust God knows what He is doing. (Man that sounds silly as I type it, but you guys know I like to at least think I'm in control.) I know God's word says that he will take care of us. I've seen Him take care of others who have depended on Him. Now it is my turn to and give both situations to God.

This morning in church the pastor said we don't hold onto God, He holds onto us. And that my friends is how I want my adventures to end. The Dodd's in God's hands. atd