I'm 31 weeks pregnant and grouchy and don't feel like writing much.
Uly is super cute, smart and funny. He's also becoming very creative with his speech and in describing things. We're beginning to talk about dreams and every morning when he wakes up I ask him what he dreamed about; last night it was "animals" and he asked to be taken to to zoo which Gavin did. They had a great time, as always.
Christmas was good too. He was pretty excited about the "magic boxes" that would appear under the tree (thanks Mom, for introducing the idea of the magic box) on Christmas morning.
We're not officially potty-training yet but Uly has used the toilet twice now and has been pretty warm to the idea of using it whenever he thinks about it. We'll take it slow and see how it goes.
Not much else is going on for us at the moment. Hanging in there, I suppose. Another 8 weeks or so and then let the craziness roll...