Say hello to our new little belly bundle

Being the first born has its ups and downs. So far Evan has basked in our undivided attention, even at times forcing us to stop staring at him by grunting or concocting a scowl so sinister it makes Rosemary's Baby seem more like Look Who's Talking. That will change now that a new kid will soon be slobbering on the block.

We are very excited about our new little boy. It'll be amazing to see the two boys interact and to watch a new little one grow up. I get the feeling that the next 20 or so years will be very hectic. When I look at how HUGE Evan has become and listen to him talk and start to express his feelings and thoughts I know the next 20 years will fly by way too quickly.

Say hello to our new little belly bundle.

Cute Evan things:
He now says I love you, but it comes out as a long yoooouuuu.
He has learned to not only defend himself against toddler sized train nabbers, he has become a nabber himself.
He hates his bath now. Really hates his bath.
He uses his potty from time to time and he always calls it "poo-poo" no matter what is.
He loves his new Emily train. He pouts when he can't find it and whines "Me-me? Me-me?"
He's a little brat most of the time now who screams vehemently at the slightest provocation yet at other times will laugh in your face when you try to discpline him.
He still cuddles more than any kid I've ever met.
He has started to gallop around the house instead of walking or running.
He doesn't like to wear his yellow Crocs anymore.
He goes to the front door when we ask if he's hungry. We may eat out too much.
He tries to force your mouth open like a Pez dispenser to see what you are eating. He says "Ahhhhh" as he's doing it.
He scares the cat three quarters out if its skin all the time. The cat tendered his 2 week notice yesterday.
He laughs at everything and has the silliest sense of humor. He particularly cracks up at funny sounds.
He now yells HELLO 20 times when he comes home.
He doesn't like sugar cereals. He nearly cried when he took his first bite of Trix. I ate his bowl while he ate plain oatmeal. He gets that from his momma's side of the family.