Nearing the last trimester. . . ah sweet bliss – maybe, not really. I enjoy the movement and the closeness of carrying a precious life, but could probably also tolerate it if it only took about 20 weeks to take place instead of 40 (or 41 as was the case with Colt) haha

My parents came down Sunday and surprised me by bring my grandma too!! That was fun – she hasn’t been down here since we’ve moved, and it’s been awhile since Dad and Mom’s last visit too. So we’ve all enjoyed them.

Colt is so blessed. He got to spend several days with David’s parents last week. . . and now my parents are here (not to mention his GREAT-grandma!!).

So we’ve had fun playing at the park – Colt learned how to lean backwards and forwards and pump his legs, though I’m sure he could stand to use some practice He thought he was pretty big stuff.

The boy never meets a stranger these days. . . he talks to people if we are stopped in the car and they are walking by like they can hear him. Cracks me up.

I mean how many 79 year old great-grandma’s PLAY on the playground with their great-grandchildren?

And of course Papaw is going to get in on the action! Actually because of our limited sleeping accommodations, Papaw and Colt have been camping out together. Colt has THOROUGHLY enjoyed this. Not sure how we are going to sleep without him now!

It’s been a good visit – short but sweet. Thankful for the blessing of family!