Pregnancy Update

So in case you haven't noticed I am in the teens as far as days left in my pregnancy. Teens I say!!! Where did the past 8 1/2 months go? I am a bundle of emotions at this point. I didn't think I would be, but I am. I am nervous because I know the pain that is coming my way, I am excited because I know the love and joy that is coming and I am anxious because I know the adjustment coming my way. I have had a very eventful pregnancy this go round. Every test I have taken has been positive...including my glucose test.

Lets go back in time, picture it, January, 2011. I go to my doctors appointment to take my 1 hour glucose test not worried about a thing. Fast forward 2 days later, the nurse calls and says, Ms. Camp I am just calling to let you know that your 1 hour glucose test was slightly elevated. We will need you to start the diabetic diet this week and schedule your 3 hour test next week. I am in shock and quickly spit out the sweet tarts I am indulging in. I was so shocked that I forgot to ask her how elevated my levels were. So, the next thing is remembering where I put that stupid "sample diet" in case you fail the 1 hour test. Fast forward to next week. I am famished, starving, angry, irritable and did I mention FAMISHED from the "sample diabetic diet". Do you know you can only eat 3 oz of grilled meat in one meal.....3 oz people! So I suffer through my 3 hour test and see the doctor. I gained 0 lbs over the course of 4 weeks! My doctor sd, "you haven't gained any weight this month". I said very calmly, "I am starving. This diet is a joke". She just laughed! What???? Are you laughing because I will tell you who is not laughing Ms. Doctor Woman. I was screaming that inside, but wanted so badly to say it to her. Anyway, I refused to let the day go to pot and Rusty and I went to Buy Buy Baby to do some browsing. I am finally in a good mood and my phone rings. "Ms. Camp, I am calling to let you know that 2 of your levels were normal and 1 was slightly elevated" I think I am in the clear and start booty dancing in the isle when she says, "we need you to come back in fasting and bring some breakfast with you. After 2 hours we will check your levels again". OMG! Can we say OMG! So I schedule my next test on my birthday of all days! When I get to the office, the nurse is sticking me with the needle AGAIN  when I casually say, "how elevated were my other two test". She sd, "oh lets see, the 1 hour test was elevated by 1 point and the 3 hour test you had 1 level that was elevated by 1 point. I started to pull the needle out of my arm and jab her in the face! Please forgive me, but at this point I am hormonal and did I mention FAMISHED! I have been starving for almost 6 weeks at this point.

I say all of this to let you know that I have been tortured and poked with needles the majority of my pregnancy. And did I mention that I only failed my test by 1 stinking point!!!!!! 1 point people! So I ended up passing the 3rd test and was told to "watch my sugar intake and diet".

I am very OCD so I have actually been watching my diet and sugar intake and stay pretty much hungry all the time. Lots of fun! Oh and did I mention that in between all of this, I catch like 20 colds and stay sick for months. All the while praying that I don't catch the flu or virus.

On the bright side, I have only gained 16 lbs. I gained 30 with Jameson. I am happy about that. I also know that it doesn't matter how many times I get stuck with a needle the size of a broom straw......in the end that sweet little face is all that matters. I can't wait and I am so excited for the day to come. Please keep us in your prayers and pray that the last 3 weeks of my pregnancy will be very uneventful.

We are super excited and Jameson seems to be too. He talks to Levi and can't wait to go get him at the hospital. He keeps saying, "I tink Levi is here". I keep telling him, "look at mommy's ginormous belly baby, I promise you he is not here". God is amazing and I am reassured of that every day I kiss Jameson's sweet face and feel these sweet jabs, I mean kicks in my belly. He has been so good to us and I give him all the praise for the blessings I have.

I can't promise I will blog again before Levi comes, but I will promise to post pictures and birth story as soon as possible. Stay in touch.

Better late than never

So I haven't blogged in a really long time and I still have a Christmas picture up and it is almost spring. All I can say is.....sorry. Hopefully I will get around to changing some things soon.

Anyway, I wanted to take the time to give my sweet husband a shout out. He does things for me daily that I just love. He always knows when to say the right things and do the right things for me. I wanted to share something he did for me that will be on my list of "reason's I love my husband".

Picture it, Valentine's Day, 2011. Rusty and I had decided that we would not spend any money on each other this Valentine's Day because we are in "savings mode". Besides, it really is a waste of money. Anyway, I told Russ that I would cook him a good ole American cheese burger for Valentines Day. I hate hamburgers and Russ loves them. I hardly ever cook them so I thought this would be a treat for him. Anyway, Monday afternoon rolls around and I come home from work. When I walk through the door, I don't hear my sweet little Jameson screaming and running and I immediately think something is wrong. I also hear and smell the oven on. As a mom a million things are running through my head, "Jameson has burned himself on the oven and Rusty has rushed him to the ER", "Jameson hurt himself and Rusty didn't want to call me". All these terrible things are going through my head when all of the sudden my handsome husband appears out of thin air....minus my child might I add. I reach the kitchen and see candles and a set table. First thing I asked, "where's my child"? Rusty smiles and says, "he is with GiGi and I have cooked you supper". " I wanted you to eat a meal in peace and not have to jump up and down every 5 minutes".  It was at that point that I realized my child was safe and my husband once again proved to me how wonderful and thoughtful he is. He had steaks on the grill, salad, and baked potatoes waiting on me when I got home. It was wonderful. When we sat down at the table Rusty said, "I know your love language is Quality Time and I wanted to spend some time with you". Isn't he great! Rusty and I got to spend about 2 hours together and enjoy talking for a little while. He always knows how to show me he loves me at just the right times. Thank you Russ. I love you so much and appreciate all you do for me.

I have so much to blog about, but never have any time. I have had a very eventful 2 months of pregnancy that I just haven't gotten around to sharing. Lets just say, I am 34 weeks pregnant and ready to see my little man. Lets also just say that I have had some sugar issues and am about to pull my hair out for some ice cream. My doctor is torturing me and I can't do anything about it. I will hopefully get around to blogging about that whole fiasco soon.

For now, we are doing well. We have all been sick all winter and I can't wait for spring. Jameson is doing well and is completely potty trained (yipppeeeee). I hope everyone else is doing well and please keep reading. I know I have been a terrible blogger.

Christmas was great!

We had an amazing Christmas this year....how about you? Jameson was so excited and had so much fun opening all of his gifts. We actually had to wake him up on Christmas morning. Yes, I said wake him up. Any other morning we are up at 5:30 or 6:00. Christmas morning he decided to sleep until 7. When we woke him up, he said, "Sanna Taus Tom"? We told him he did and he was so excited. I don't have many pictures because I was helping open gifts and Russ was video taping. However, I do have a few to share. He was so adorable all morning. Just take my word for it.

Gam and Paw Paw got him a front end loader. He has been moving dirt ever since.

This is what Santa brought. Mostly consisting of trucks and tractors.

How fun was it that we had a white Christmas in the south!!! I was so excited when it started snowing. Everthing was so pretty. We got out in the jeep and took pictures.

I finally took a picture of my belly. With Jameson, I had taken a couple hundred by now, but it is just different with the second one. This is on Christmas Eve. 26 weeks and counting. I took one in front of the tree, but considering I am as big as the tree, I decided to go with the staircase!

In the meantime, did I mention I got an incredibly cute neice this month. My brother and his wife had a sweet little baby girl about 2 weeks ago. She is adorable.

I hope everyone had a great Christmas. We had a blast spending time with the family and with each other. I really enjoyed getting to spend lots of one on one time with Jameson. I miss that time. It always makes me wish I could be a stay at home mom. Maybe one day right? Last night I was going through one of my guilt stages. It hits me every now and then that I am about to have another child and my time will be divided. I feel terrible for doing that to Jameson. Last night he went to bed pretty early and I went up to check on him. I always kiss him and tell him that I love him and sometimes I breathe in his sweet scent. Last night was one of those nights. I leaned over and smelled his sweet little face and hair and was filled with so much joy and love. I love those nights. And once again "guilt" filled my body. From what I have heard, this is a normal feeling when you have another child, but I sure do hope it goes away. I am extremely excited to have another baby, but so scared I won't love him like I do Jameson. I know I will and I have no doubt that I will love Levi with all my soul, but it is scary.

So now that I have poured my heart out there for all to see, I will end with saying that I am not weird. I know everyone reading this who has children have sniffed their children before. Don't even be judging. :)

Stay in touch and hopefully I will blog again soon.

It's Christmas Time!!!!

I love Christmas!!!  Two more days and it will be here. Listen to this.....I am at work today. Yes, Thursday before Christmas I am at work...ALL DAY!!!!! How horrible is that? I know, I know, at least I have a job right? Anyway, I am going to make the best of it. I am getting so excited about Christmas. Jameson is going to have so much fun this year. He tells everyone that Santa is going to bring him toys. He doesn't want anything in particular....just toys. He says the funniest thing right now. My child loves Wal-Mart. Everytime we go to town he says, "I NEED go to Wal-Mark". Yes my child puts a "K" on the end of Wal-Mart. His mommy will be correcting him as soon as he understands. It's almost as bad as when people make it plural and call it "Wal-Marts". Anyway, he will throw a fit to go to Wal-Mark and when you ask him what he needs, he says, "I just want to look at the toys".  He says it so funny. I guess you have to be there. So anyway, I know he is going to have so much fun waking up on Christmas morning to see what toys he got.

Did I mention that he has been sick for the entire month of December??? Oh I didn't, well he has! You got the whole story of the mysterious strep throat rash thing. Well a few days after he got well, his asthma kicked in and we started breathing treatments for the 100th thousand time. He got better for about 4 days and Tuesday night we stayed up all night with an ear ache. So yesterday we headed to the "docker" and it was confirmed that Jameson has an ear infection and his asthma is once again causing him to cough, wheeze and not be able to breathe! So, we are on aggressive breathing treatments with an addtional steroid thrown in there, some antibiotics and a cough syrup. Thank goodness Russ is off today and can stay at home with him. I am super happy that he gets to take more steroids this time too (insert rolling eyes and sarcasm). If you child has never had to take steroids, good for you. If you child has, you know that it transforms them into a child that you have never met or talked to before! It's like they have an inner steroid personality that comes out. It is amazing to watch. However, since this occurs in our household more than 10 times  a year, I welcome my little steroid baby and know how to handle him now. So I say all of this to ask you to pray for my medicated child this Christmas. Pray that he doesn't throw a fit and tear the tree down  or doesn't hit and bite his cousins. If we can make it throught the family gatherings without injury it will be great!

On another note, I am 25 weeks pregnant and doing good. I have a doctors appt next week. Of course I weigh in again after eating 40 lbs of dressing and turkey, but hey someone's gotta do it right? I can't believe I only have about 3 more months until he gets here. It is unreal how quickly the time has passed. Jameson got to feel him kick the other night and he thought it was so fun that baby brother was kicking him. His little face was so cute when he felt it. It was one of those moments that you can't help but thank God right then for blessing you so much. I have my sweet baby boy touching my tummy with his little hand and baby kicking him from inside my stomach. It was such a fun moment.

Anyway, I hope everyone has a great Christmas and Happy New Year. Don't forget to thank God for sending his son to be born and save our souls. How amazing is that?????!!!!

Merry Christmas from The Camps!

What a week

So last week was so tough that I thought I would blog about it. You know it's bad when you blog about it!! So it all started last MONDAY: when my sweet as pie little J woke up with a fever, a weird rash on his legs and saying, "my neck hurt". He then pointed to his throat and I immediately thought, STREP THROAT (insert gasp and hand sanitizer here). There was no going to work or getting him out of my lap that morning. Little did J know that mommy HAD  to go to work that day since mommy has to interview people on Mondays. A quick call to Russ and a mad dash to work and all is well. Rusty took him to the doctor or "docker" as J calls it and it was somewhat determined that he had strep throat (doctor didn't actually do a swab because Jameson was in panic mode). Given his rashy legs and saying his neck hurt, he was given an antibiotic and sent on his merry way.
TUESDAY: Jameson once again woke up with a fever and saying, "my neck hurt". The rash has now made it up his back and arms. (insert panic mode for mommy here). Everyone kept telling me that the rash was a symptom of strep throat, but I was not convinced. Mommy decides to stay at home today and take care of her little sick baby...some things are just more important than work!
WEDNESDAY:  Guess what...we still wake up with fever, but we didn't say "my neck hurt". Good news for mommy. Rash is now covering our mouth, ears, and nose. He looks like a tiny Rudolph. Thanks to my wonderful mom, she kept Jameson half a day and Russ kept him the other half. I decided that I needed to take Jameson back to the doctor because he is still running a low grade fever, has a rash and now has diarrhea. The story just keeps getting better. Rusty later calls me and says, "they THINK it might be hand, foot and mouth disease". I immediately say, "THINK"??? That is such an odd disease and he hasn't been to daycare in over 8 days, where could he have gotten that? Rusty then calms me down and says, "it is treated the same way as strep and he is going to be fine".  I hang up the phone and tell myself, "this is exactly why I fear germs!" My mind is now racing and trying to think where he could have picked up the germ. When I get in this mode, I use no logic. We all know germs come from anywhere. Why do I always try to pinpoint where he gets things? Part of the OCD in me. Anyway, Jameson had not been to daycare since before Thanksgiving and his teacher said that no other children were sick. I then found out that some of our family members had had hand, foot and mouth a few weeks prior and we saw them at Thanksgiving. For some reason, it made me feel better to know that he possibly picked it up from relatives! Anyway.....by that afternoon, he had no fever and his rash looked much better.
THURSDAY: No fever, no diarrhea and very little rash! HOT DOG! I still didn't feel comfortable taking J to daycare. I would hate if he got any of the other children in his class sick with strep or hand foot and mouth (which ever he had), so he stayed at home with his Pop and Gigi. Thank goodness for them too. By the afternoon he is doing great! I am actually starting to breathe again. My baby is going to be ok!
THURSDAY NIGHT: I am so happy that Jameson is feeling better and getting his things ready for school. I am coming down our stairs at home  and fall as hard as I possibly can on my right side. I thought I had broken my elbow or possibly my hip. I was scared to death that I had hurt Levi. Rusty and Jameson came running over to check on me. Jameson said, "what doin momma?". He later kissed my boo boo's. I laid in the bed a while praying to feel Levi move and I finally felt a little kick. I was still nervous, but that made me feel better.
FRIDAY: Jameson is all better and actually goes to daycare! He had a great day and I loved the normalcy again. I on the other hand am sore and have bruises on my hip and elbow. I called my doctor to ask what I should watch for and the nurse freaked out on me and told me I had to be seen by my doctor. There was no swaying her either! Me: Can I see..
                             Nurse: No
                             Me: but I am not feeling
                             Nurse: No, can you be here by 2
                             Me: Well, I am at work and I am not sure I can leave
                             Nurse: Ok, how about 2:30 then.
                             Me: Well...
                             Nurse: Ok see you then.
I had no choice. So Rusty and I headed to the doctor's office. My mom rescued me again with Jameson and I had to take off again from work. I thought I would see the doctor, have an ultrasound and leave. Boy was I wrong. I should have known it would be the most difficult process ever. Things are just hard for me. They always have been. We can talk about that another time though. Anyway, I see the doc around 2:45 and she says, "we'll send you downstairs and monitor you for about and hour". At my docs office, "downstairs" is labor and delivery. Yes you heard me right. I was admitted to the hospital and hooked to monitors. The nurse comes in to take my blood and says, it shouldn't be long. A few minutes later she told Rusty it would be 1 to 1 1/2 hours before they could get my blood work done. Jump to the end.....3 hours later, we were leaving the hospital and everything was ok! The good thing about it was I got to hear my sweet little babies heart beat for 3 hours and got to see him on the ultrasound machine again. No one ever looked at my elbow or my hip either! So what if I broke something....right?
By Saturday, we are all feeling much better and had a good weekend. I know this was incredibly long, but I needed to share with you just how special my week was. Oh and today has been so rosey already (insert sarcasm here). Not a good Monday so far. At least my babies are healthy and I have a job right?

Since no one believes how hard big momma fell down the stairs, including my husband who heard the whole thing, here is  a picture of my hip. My elbow doesn't look near as bad which is a shame because I really thought it was broken. Oh well.

     

21 weeks

Well I have made it to the half way mark in my pregnancy and really can't believe it. It goes by so much faster with your second one. I am doing great. My nausea has gone away completely and my headaches have stopped. He is now the size of a carrot and another website says a cantalope. It is funny trying to picture your baby as a vegetable or fruit. The only complaint I have, which I hoped this time around I wouldn't, is restless leg. I had it horribly with Jameson and it has already started with this one. If you don't know what I am talking about I hope you never do. If you do know what I am talking about, you know just how miserable it can be. It usually happens at night when I lay down to go to bed. I just can't keep my leg still. I have to move. If we had a water bed I know Rusty would be motion sick! I know it is only a small inconvenience compared to what I will soon hold in my arms. Did I mention that I have a belly now. I am so afraid I will be huge by the time he gets here. I love feeling that little man kick and move and like that I actually look pregnant now and not just fat !

Rusty painted the nursery for me yesterday and it looks great! I am going simple this time with the bedding and color scheme and sticking to the classic baby blue wall color. 

Jameson talks about his baby brother now and seems to be understanding a little better. He looks at my belly and says, "Baby broder in mommy tummy".  It is so cute.

We have decided to name the baby "Levi". I am having the hardest time deciding on a middle name though. All my blogger buddies please leave a comment and give me some ideas. If I chose your name I promise I will give you credit on my blog. I need suggestions.

I have a doctors appointment on Saturday and I am dreading, dreading, did I mention dreading stepping on the scales. I will beg the nurse to take off at least 3 lbs for turkey and dressing. It is not fair that I have to weigh in after Thanksgiving. My next appointment will fall right after Christmas and I'll have to beg for another 3 lb decrease. 

Speaking of Thanskgiving, I have so much to be thankful for. I am so thankful to God for allowing me to be a mom again. I don't deserve the happiness and joy that Jameson and Levi bring to my life. I am thankful for my husband who loves me for who I am and will never leave me. I am thankful for my parents and inlaws that love me and help so much with Jameson. I am thankful that I have a job and can feed my family. I am thankful that I have a roof over my head and a car to drive. I am thankful most of all for my salvation. I pray for the day that Jesus reaches down and touches my little Jameson and Levi and saves them. I pray so hard for that day and pray that I can be a mom that is a Godly example for them. I have so much in life to be thankful for and take it for granted every day. I don't deserve the life I have, but I am so greatful that I get to live it.

I hope everyone has a wonderful Thanksgiving! I'll keep you posted.

It's a........

BOY!

We are having another sweet little boy. I was a little surprised because my pregnancy this time has been completely different, but not disappointed at all. I think having two adorable little boys will be so much fun. Rusty was convinced it was a girl. I kind of thought it would be a boy just because that seems to be all the Camps know how to make.

He is just perfect too. My doctor's appointment went great. As always, it was amazing to see that little baby moving around. He was kicking and bouncing all over the place. He weighs 7 oz (big boy) and his heart rate was 141.

I have been feeling him move around for several weeks now. I just love that feeling. There is nothing like it. He is extremely active. Jameson moved around a good bit, but I feel this one every day.

We haven't decided on a name yet, but I'll let you know when we do.

I think Jameson is finally coming around a little bit. We told him he was going to have a baby brother and that he would get to show him how to play trucks and tractors. That seemed to make him a little happy. A little progress is better than none.

We are super excited and I can't wait to see my little boy. I wonder if he will look like J or have curly or straight hair, or sleep!!!!

Please go ahead and join me now in praying that our newest addition will sleep better than Jameson. He still wakes up pretty much every night. So please pray that God blesses us with a sleeping baby. I don't think I can get up every night with both of them.

Thanks for reading.

29 years and counting

No I am not talking about the Duggar's..even though if they keep going this could be the title of their show one day.

29 Years ago today my sweet, loving, handsome husband was born. Thank you Jesus! I am so thankful that he made Russ. I know He made him just for me. I have never doubted that fact. I really can't believe we are getting this old. Next year we hit the big 3-0! I don't know where the time goes.

Anyway, about 17 of these 29 years, Rusty has been mine. We have been inseparable since birth practically. Each year I love him even more. He is an amazing husband and an even better dad. I could list all the great things he does for me, but it would take all day and who has the time?

I am so thankful for you Russ. Thank you for being so awesome and treating me like a real man should (insert Carrie Underwood's song here). You are the joy of my life and one of the reason's I wake up each day (you know Jameson usually wakes me up first). I love you so much and appreciate all that you do. I hope you have a wonderful day. I can't wait to spend many more birthday's with you. I love you!

I do need to give some credit to Rusty's mom for sharing him with me all these years and for bringing him into this world. Thanks GiGi. You did a good job!

Hey Punkin'

Halloween is one of my favoirte times of year. The weather is great, the leaves are gorgeous and I love to breathe in the fresh air. Every year I share my very corney, but funny halloween jokes with everyone. You are about to read one of them. How lucky are you???? Try not to laugh to hard.

What did the boy jack-o-lantern say to the girl jack-o-lantern????

"Hey Punkin'".....I love it, don't you. If you are lucky, I might even share another one with you before Halloween.

We went to the pumpkin patch last weekend. Jameson had lots of fun. It was nice to see him run around and really get to enjoy himself. His favorite thing of course was the tractor ride to the pumpkin patch. Here are a few pictures.

This is my sweet baby boy just LAST YEAR at the pumpkin patch. He was 14 months old here. I saw this and almost started crying. It is tearing me to pieces inside to know that he is growing up so fast. I mean really bothering me. I don't know if it is the extra hormones I got going on right now, but I almost can't bear to think about him growing up. I can't imagine what he will look like this time next year. I don't want him to grow up and stop needing his momma. I know one day he will leave me and marry some girl that will take him far away! I wish I could freeze time and let him be little for as long as I wanted. That's obviously not going to happen, so in the mean time I will just be sure to give him extra kisses and hugs.

Pregnancy update:
My pregnancy is going great. I am not near as nauseated anymore and my energy levels are finally starting to come back, as much as they can when you're chasing around a 2 year old! I went to the doctor about 2 weeks ago and got to hear the heartbeat. That is always amazing and just a reminder at how real God is. I have only gained 1 pound, but we will see how that goes at my next weigh in. I go back to the doctor in 3 weeks and they will do my sonogram and we find out what we are having!!!!! I can't wait. Time is flying by so fast. My pants have officially become tight. I will be glad when I look pregnant and not fat! I will also be so happy when I can feel my little monkey moving around in there. Just keep us in your prayers that this pregnancy goes by smoothly and without any complications.

Oh...Rusty found Jameson's Auburn jersey somewhere and managed to put it on my child. I feel it only fair to show you the picture so you can see that my child obviously looks better in Crimson and white.

Oh, one more thing, my sweet husband asked me out on a date last night. When you have been married 6 years and have children, a date is a big deal. I thought it was the sweetest thing. Just proves that he still loves me and wants to court me! So I guess if he wants to dress my baby up in that ugly jersey, he can.

Until next time(whenever that might be) keep reading!

This Is See-we-us!

If you have young children, you know how to pronounce the title of my blog. If not, it is off of The Wonder Pets cartoon. Jameson is loving some Wonder Pets right now. We watch it every morning going to daycare. The same video....over and over and over. I know every song they sing. Anyway, Ming Ming always says, "this is serious". All day long I sing that song, "the phone, the phone is ringing......there's an animal in trouble......well you know how it goes. If something ever goes wrong, I say to myself, "this is serious". It consumes me! I don't really know why I just explained all of that to you, but I felt the need. Of course, now I am singing the song again.

Anyway, things are good. Jameson is so fun right now. He throws his little 2 year old fits, but he's not really that bad. Hopefully, he won't be too terrible. He can talk so well now and I pretty much know everything he wants when he asks. He has very good manners too and I am most proud of that. He says "tank too" and "pease", he even says, "I love loo momma". That melts my heart every time. He is a sweet boy! he still doesn't want a baby though. We ask him if he wants a baby brother or sister and he still says, "no".  Potty training is still in the works, but not going so well. I don't want to push him if he is not ready though. He went to his first foot ball game this weekend and loved it. He keeps asking if we can go back. He grows and changes every day. He is an amazing little boy.

My pregnancy is going well. I have been very nauseated the whole time. I go a few days and will be fine, and then it hits me and sticks around for several days. I have also been having terrible headaches. I had a migraine last week at work. Not fun, but I know it is all worth it. I am almost 12 weeks and can't believe it.  When I was pregnant with Jameson, I thought my first trimester would never end. This time I haven't had time to focus on being pregnant. I haven't even looked at baby items. With Jameson, I think I had the crib picked out by this time. Funny how different things can be. I am still so excited to see this new baby. I can't wait to see what it is. I go for a check up on Sat. and can't wait to hear that every thing is still ok.

Work is horribly busy and I never have time for anything during the day. I think that is why I have been having so many headaches. I wish we had lots and lots of money so I could just stay at home.  Maybe God will open up that door for me one day! Enough rambling.......here are some really cute pics of my sweet boy.

We had concrete poured a few weeks ago and Rusty has been digging and planting grass. Jameson thought he had to help, so he is shoveling the dirt.

Don't you just wish you could run naked through the sprinklers some times. I think it would be such a great release! :)

Pouting because he was tired of me chasing him around with the camera!

Rusty is an Auburn fan and I am an Alabama fan. My mom bought him an Alabama jersey and he looks so cute in it. Rusty said it made him sick to take the picture. J has an Auburn jersey too, but I can't seem to find it....hmmmmmm.....must have misplaced it somewhere! ;)

Keep reading...I promise I will blog.

Hugs, Kisses, and Baby Kicks