Xander said his first prayer without any help today. I was dying, because it was so cute. He said, "Dear Heavenly Father. . . . . . .Thank you for church. Thank you for bath. Name of Jesus Christ, amen." I was pretty impressed. Oh, and Maxton thought Xander was telling him what to say in the prayer, so he kept repeating "Henee fader (Heavenly Father)."
He also has this thing lately where he wants to know what every noise is. A few weeks ago, he tooted and said, "What's that noise?" Well, I didn't hear it, so I thought he was talking about the air conditioner blowing. He just looked at me, and said, "No, that my bum." He also refers to it as "popping his poop" which I think is a pretty creative description. We're getting into the stage of facination with bodily functions. How long does that stage last? Like 20 years, right?
The other day we went to the movies and we were the first ones in the theater. As soon as other people started coming in, he asked me what that noise was. Then he looked around the theater, and said, "That's lots of friends!" He was so excited. He really is a little social bug.
School starts this week for me. I'm a bit nervous and sort of excited. I'm taking just two classes at UVSC, a photography class and another design class. I'm going to start working towards an associates, but we'll see what I really end up doing--I still don't know. Nothing seems right. But I'm sure I will enjoy my classes.
I've been super busy lately scrapbooking. I finished up the five layouts required to enter the Memory Makers contest, and mailed them last Monday. I'm sure I won't win, but I had so much fun making the layouts and they are some of the best I've ever done. Just for that, it was worth it. I would of course, love to win, but there are so many talented scrapbookers out there. I'm just a very tiny fish. They said that last year, 680 people entered. That is a crazy amount, because they only pick 10 to be masters.