15 months

Fount's favorite hiding place

New Year's Day at the farm- eating his black eyed peas for good luck!

Fount had his 15 month well visit today. He's always a little sensitive at the doctor's office, but who can blame him? Something bad always happens to him there. I know he knows that.


Holden is such a sweet big brother. He was so worried about Fount and kept asking if he was going to be ok. He even cried when they gave Fount shots. It was pitifully sweet. Fount got two shots today- one was a little rough. He jerked right when the nurse was taking out the shot and the needle scratched his tiny arm. It was so sad.

I'm thinking this visit will probably be our last, as we will be switching pediatricians. Hopefully the one we want will accept 3 kids! Fingers crossed!

Helping Daddy build the bookshelves. (Yes, we let him play with a hammer).

Fount's down for a nap right now. Hopefully the tylenol will keep him comfortable enough to get a nice rest. We actually have someone (I hope you don't mind me mentioning this, Tim) from The Washington Post coming to our house late this afternoon to interview Tim for an article. This will be their second meeting. I'm so proud of him! And just so thankful to have such an amazing husband.