He'll keep you young...

Do you have any idea how many times I've been told this since I announced my pregnancy with Jake? It's been weekly...at least.  There are times like this when I think it might be true.

Look again.  Those are my feet...not my hands. If you know me very well, you know how I feel about adult feet pictures...but this story had to be told. So...forgive the feet. At least the pedicure looks decent.

This is Airplane. This is me hoisting a 40 pound, rock solid boy into the air using my feet. I'm so good, I can do it and also take blind pictures shot wide open with my camera at the same time! I can actually get some in focus, too!  Not only do I lift him, but I also somersault him and flip him over my head. Now...I can't get pictures of that.  I'm good, people, but I'm not crazy. 

Yes...he will keep me young.  However...each time I hit the ground for this game, I worry that this will be the time I rupture a disc.  I didn't have those worries the first time around...when I was a young mom.  Let's keep our fingers crossed and see how long I can keep it up.

I was drying Jake after his bath tonight, and he was singing, "You are beautiful"...over and over. I made a huge deal about it because I have been struggling with his behavior lately. He hasn't been very nice to me. I blame it on the medications he is on for his allergies and possible asthma. So...he was singing...I was smiling and praising him. I started to towel dry his hair and poked the poor baby right in the eye with my finger. I told him how sorry I was and hugged him. He started singing again..."You are STILL beautiful"!!!  What a guy! He never holds a grudge. I love that!