Money, money, money

Clark is now in love with money, filthy lucre. Luckily I think he likes it because it is shine, a good hand size, and freaks mom out when he tries to put it into his mouth. I just hope he takes a while to find out the real meaning of it. He'll carry two coins around all day, and just be happy as a clam. Though he does get a bt confused when he tries to clap, he doesn't want to let the coins go, but he can't really clap with them in his hands. It is quite the baby dilema.




In other news, we got our bike seat for the baby. It is very exciting, and he seems to somewhat like it. We are getting a second seat for the cruiser, but we'll probably end up switching that seat onto fiona(my green racer) and the front mount onto the cruising bike. Anyway, daddy took him on a test run while grandpa finished changing my tire.




Last but not least I have a story to share. I got the idea after reading this. I have all these cool things happen to me, and then the rest of the day gets busy and I forget to share so here is my story. I, by no means, intend to steal any thunder.

Last week, well maybe closer to two weeks ago now, we went to the grocery store for a quick trip. I didn't need much so I just put Clark in the sling with my wallet and keys. I didn't bother with the baby carrier or the stroller since all I wanted was a zucchini or some such nonesense. When I got there though, everything was on sale! Great prices in the land of expensive produce. A big box of tomatoes for $6, spinach for $0.88, cheap cucumber, milk, tofu, etc. It was a smorgesborg of sale prices. I went a little wild and bought a lot. It was super duper heavy, so after we had crossed the street from the store I realized we were in for some trouble. I stopped walking and Clark and I prayed for someone to help us carry the stuff the rest of the way home. We started walking, we got quite a few weird looks, and a few looks of pity, but no one stopping. I even overheard some old ladies saying how heavy all my stuff looked (then, do something old chatty women...you still look lively and could very easily help...ahem!). Right about when we reached our halfway point, and I thought that Heavenly Father wanted me to learn to walk home all by myself this nice lady from down the road who knows me, but I didn't know her, runs up from behind and asks to help. I was so very happy, and she was so sweet, she walked us all the way to our door. I feel like I got to help her too because I told her about the cheap prices, so it was almost a win-win situation (I got way more out of the deal). It was wonderful to have a prayer answered so nicely, and such a good example to Clark, who won't remember a thing. Once we got in the house, we definitely gave a prayer of thanks. It was just a very fun thing to have happen, and something I'll remember for a while now.

I'll try to plant it tomorrow or Tuesday

By the way, look at his pointed toes...dancer just like mommy and daddy...I just wish you could see his farmer tan better.

Oh! Did I say this before? I finally got a look in Clark's mouth, and sure enough, the eyeteeth are starting to descent, I can see the white painful bumps coming down his gums. He'll have six teeth on top, and two on the bottom soon. I know some kids can sleep through teething, but it is apparent to me that Clark is definitely a child who will ALWAYS let me know he is starting to teeth again by having two weeks of HORRIBLE sleep. Yeah for it being over for the time being! We even got to sleep in the morning....woot! Ok time for bed..ciao

I just like this pictures because his eyes are squinted so he looks more Japanese than usual.