Lesson Learned

Back in my newlywed, pre-children days, I used to sit in sacrament meeting at church and observe all the different children and would say to myself, "My kids will sit quietly on the bench with their coloring books and be the well-behaved type."  Ha!  Lesson learned: don't judge the moms with the rowdy, loud kids that just want to get out of the pew and run free because you will get one!  I am humbled by my naive judgments and realize now that a mom (and dad, and grandma) can do all they can do to try to get a very determined 21-month old to sit still and behave during sacrament meeting and it just won't work.  There are probably eyes out there in the congregation judging me and the "wild Curtis boy", but I love this kid and were it not for his spunk and attitude, he would not be the Durham Curtis that brings so much joy and laughter to his parents!

Just a quick update on Durham - He is 21 months and talking up a storm!  I just love his little "scratchy voice" (his daddy had a voice like that when he was young and the neighbor kid called him "the kid with the scratchy voice") and his cute little way of pronouncing things.  For example, a spoon is a "foom", open it is "opone it", grandma is "goga", and soap is "soat".  He will say anything you say, or at least attempt it, and is such a little sponge.  Every single day he learns something new and as a mom it is fascinating to watch.  He is definitely still a ham and loves to make you laugh.

He is also quite the daredevil.  Dan and I still don't know where this comes from... Uncle Tyler maybe?  His newest thing is to stand up on the seat of his "quad" with no hands, just standing straight up on the seat.  The other day he threw a fit at Grandma Curtis' house because he wanted to ride his quad toy there down the four concrete steps in their backyard.  He also likes to get up on the back of the couch and jump down to the couch cushions.  I think we have our hands full with this little dude!

And finally, tomorrow at noon Durham gets to officially become a big brother!  We have been telling him that mama has brother in her belly so he will come up to me, put his hand on my belly and say "brother" (more like "bwuthew").  We also added a crib to his room and he will show us which bed is his and which bed is for "brother".  I don't think he fully grasps what is coming his way, but we will soon find out how he feels about it.  Dan and I are both a little nervous since Durham's birth was so scary, but my doctor has assured me that things will be very different this time and it will be a smooth delivery.  I am honestly looking forward to getting the c-section and hospital time over with so I can be home with my boys!  Wish us luck and keep us in your prayers!