Friday evening Mike and I went to a party with our class from church. Another friend from church wasn't going to the party since her husband had to work, so we dropped all of the boys off there (they have three kids, as well) and left her with the craziness for a couple hours.
Saturday morning Mike took Caleb and Logan out for a little while. When they came home Caleb and Logan came running in the house and said something like, "We just talked about you died, Mommy!" What in the world?! I guess Mike had driven through a cemetery and they were asking what it was. Mike explained and then they pointed to a spot and said that's where they were going to bury me, and then they were nice enough to say that they would bury Mike right next to me. So thoughtful! :) A couple days before that Caleb had said something about being sad when Sadie dies. They still talk about Macy alot, but they never seem sad about it.
Saturday afternoon Mike and I carved the boys' pumpkins. Caleb and Logan weren't all that into it (it's not like we can let them work with a knife anyways...), but they were pretty excited once we were done and later that evening we could put candles in them.
Some of my favorite words that the boys say:
- "basek" (basket)
- "efelant" (elephant)
- "hockuhlopter" (helicopter) - Caleb says this
Levi has been down to four feedings for about a week now and for the most part it's working pretty well (how did I manage to feed him 8x/day when he was a newborn??). Some of his naps are great, some are just so-so, but he still sleeps awesome at night, which is wonderful. Today he was extra spitty (which I can hardly believe is even possible with him...). This morning we took a little walk and I had him in the Baby Bjorn - thought maybe he'd like that view better than when I carry him in a sling, but it didn't take long and my back was KILLING me! The sling is much better for my big boy. I'm about ready to retire his infant car seat since he's almost too long for it. I'm kinda having a hard time facing the fact that he's about grown out of it, and it makes things harder that I can't have him in a car seat with a handle to carry him around...

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