Mine, my...

These words are evil! EVERYTHING is Sean's (according to him). You can't even say something that he said. For example, if he says yes and you repeat it, he says, "no, my yes". Where does this come from?!?!?

Friday night we went over to Marty & Val's for pizza. Val & I left the guys with the boys while we went shopping. When we got back, we all went to the track. Grandma & Puppa were there too. Saturday night, Grandma & Puppa came over for dinner & to see Sean's new choo-choo bed (really just his toddler bed with the thomas bedding grandma bought for him). We thought the bedding might help him want to be in his own bed...not so much. Sunday was church & then a church picnic. Last night, Grandpa Jim, Grandma Sue, Grandpa Larry, Uncle Scott, Barney, Cheryl & the birthday girl Paige came over to celebrate Paige's birthday. Poor Paige had to share her birthday cake & blowing the candles out with Sean. He loved it. We had to keep turning the lights off & singing to him while he blew a candle out. He also loved Barney's motorcycle. Paige was brave enough to go for a ride around the block. Sean probably wanted to go for a ride, but he's too small and mumma couldn't handle it. :)