The other night Rock was coloring and started talking about drawing a train track. So, I decided to teach him how to draw them. With just a little direction from me, he produced the track above.
Then recreated it on the top of the page on his own. I think it'll be awhile before we get to drawing trains on the track, but it's a start!
Last Thursday we went downtown to attend the final session of Calvin in the Capitol, a speaker series put on by Christ Reformed Church in DC. We had been to a few of the other sessions, but Fix and I were extra excited about that night's speaker.
Dr. Robert Godfrey, president of Westminster Seminary, is quite the church historian (believe me, his Ancient Church History class was the only one I audited while Fix was in Seminary and it was great!) and quite the speaker.
Since Travis wanted to get into the last picture so badly, I decided to take an official alumni picture.
We decided to bring Rock with us and he couldn't have been better during the talk. He sat quiet as a mouse, coloring and playing with his trucks and cars.
He then proceeded into super-spazz mode during the reception. But an hour past his bedtime, who could blame him?
My Sunday morning model.
Too bad when you ask him to smile you get this face...
Or this one.
There we go. It's still not his real smile, but it'll do.
Rock is all smiles until we mention the b-word. BEDTIME.
Then there is a lot of sadness...
And eye-rubbing.
Followed by a clothes and diaper change.
Okay so this particular night we only changed his pants. But the shirt was still 'clean' and the Rock Star pj pants matched the Born To Rock shirt fine enough to bypass the full wardrobe change.
Final stop before bed is the comfy rocking chair in his room. A few stories, a discussion of our day to focus Rock on all we have to be grateful for, a prayer to thank the Lord for his many blessings, and a few songs in bed before the lights are turned out. And bedtime is done.
Since his costume was big last year (pictured above), I thought I'd try it on him again. When I brought it out a few weeks ago, he was incredibly thrilled and acted as though he had never seen it before. So it was settled. He was to be a monkey again this year.
But (mostly out of guilt for not making or buying him something) I wanted to make it a little different this time around. Thus, on Halloween night Rock was "Monkey George" (his name for Curious George) and his Daddy was "The Man in the Yellow Hat."
We gathered at the Osbornes to do a joint trick-or-treating trip with some friends. Although we didn't plan it, there were a lot of monkeys at this get-together. After a yummy dinner, and a bunch of awkward group shots, we headed out to collect candy!
Now there is a picture of a man who loves his son. I don't think that the real Man In the Yellow Hat wore Harley Davidson boots, but the costume was thrown together that afternoon.
In case you wanted to know, I was a blurry pregnant firefighter.
After walking just a few blocks Rock proclaimed "My pumpkin is SO FULL! I can hardly carry it!" Since a few of the other kids were already in meltdown mode, we headed back to the Osbornes...
Where most of the kids (and all of the adults) indulged in a piece of candy.
That night, as I was putting him to bed, Rock prayed "Dear God, Thank you that I say trick or treat and the ladies will bring me candy."
Well, we were RIGHT! Fetus Fix #2 is most definitely a GIRL! And praise the Lord the doctors say that she looks "perfect." We are so so so excited! Looking at this picture you might wonder how the doctor could tell the baby's gender.
But from this side, it's clear! Not only does she like pink, she apparently likes to sleep on the placenta.
When the nurse told us the news, she asked Rock if he knew any good names for a girl. He replied "Boy." Then he started calling her "Skeleton Baby." Hmmmm... might take someone a little while to get used to this idea.
First picture of the four of us! Too bad we all wore blue... from here on out it's gonna be pink, pink, pink. 
