33 years old - an elevenses birthday!

And again, it has been three months since our last post. I have no comments, other than to say I am the mother to an active toddler, also carrying a part-time job, and keeping busy fending off a developing passion for knitting.

Today I turn 33 years old. I came downstairs this morning to a birthday card in Graham's highchair (from Graham) and one slid under my laptop (from Pat). Nice touch, guys. I felt uber-special and loved from my special men. Thanks to those of you who have sent along greetings. And to my brother Andy, the words on your blog made my day shine (although many of the IDs pictured made me cringe!).

Possibly the biggest birthday gift I have received is that over the last 8 days, we have had about 7 occasions where Graham's "poops" have gone into the toilet and not into his diaper! We've only had two sessions involving successful peeing in the toilet, but man, I will count my blessings - I would prefer to have to change less messy diapers any day!! For the record, this wasn't even something I mentioned; it all came from Graham's inclinations, and this I accredit to God saying to Himself ... "hmmm - let's see -- what will Molly really be surprised by this year, and what will she be just thrilled to have happen?" Well thanks God, you really got me on this one, and I am loving it!!

Graham is starting to count on his fingers (not even close to being right, but preciously inaccurate). He is counting in both English and Spanish; for this we can thank his teachers at school. He asks to pray for his teacher Jessica every time we mention praying, and will often asks us to pray for her out of the blue - he folds his hands, earnestly looks up at us, and shakes his hands, saying, Ettica, Ettica, Ettica, Ettica! We reply by opening up our prayer to Jesus, praying about what's going on with a little prayer for Jessica, and then we close our prayer in Jesus name. I do admit a secret "concern" that he may grow up thinking that Jesus is a short nickname for Jessica. Funny kid. Heart of gold.

Pat goes to San Diego for a work-related conference on Sunday. My mom and brother will be here part of the time he is gone, and Graham will spend Monday and Tuesday with them while I am at work. He calls my mom "M-nom-nee" which is his interpretation of Grandmother. I know he's looking forward to his time with them - I sure am!

See you around ...