As I write this...

My little monkey in Mommy's boots and Daddy's hat.

I am watching my son jam out to Lady Gaga's Poker Face. It is hilarious. He can't quite sing his ABC's or Itsy Bitsy Spider, but put on Lady Gaga and he can sing along to Poker Face or Bad Romance. Plus he has mad skills in the dancing department, from me of course. His Daddy can't bust anything except maybe a hip. He even has his own moves to Poker Face, I need to record it one of these days because it always makes me laugh whenever he starts dancing and singing.


My son the wanna be biker. He is fascinated with all hats and helmets right now.
Greg seems to think Gavin will be going for a ride on Daddy's motorcycle this summer....
Over my DEAD BODY!


All is going well, I am feeling a ton better, except the pregnancy headaches. I forgot how stinking awful those things are. And it seems Tylenol isn't working this go round. Oh well. Greg has been a little stressed with work lately (as usual), but we got the wonderful news last week that they were giving out bonuses- after they decided no raises this year. So I am finally getting my very belated Xmas present- NEW BEDROOM FURNITURE! Yea. We are also shopping for Gavin, but can't seem to find anything either of us likes. Do we do bunk beds? If no, then for sure a trundle bed.... Decisions decisions. He has yet to even attempt to get out of his crib, but we would like his new room up and running by April. It will be a big adjustment, not only moving beds, but also rooms. But hopefully it will be a room he loves and we will let him do some of his own decorating. He has pretty good taste! He dressed himself this morning and everything matched but his socks. I even let him pick out the flowers for our dining room table today at the store. He wanted purple and green instead of the yellow and green. Good choices!