Call it imagination or a fantastic stall tactic, whatever it was, it was running rampant in Nate last night. I wish I had video of him sharing these 'stories' with me as he called me into his bedroom after bedtime every 2 minutes. With each visit, there was something new outside his window...two jolly roger flags, 'I think it's the Pirates of the Carribean - but only the good guys;' pixie dust...'hmm, I think it might be Tinkerbell and the Sleeping Beauty good fairies and Peter Pan too;' Larry and Bob (Veggietales)...'bringing me all the things I like for breakfast, cookies and cookie crisp that you eat with milk;' and I could go on and on. I was very frustrated with each call back to his room, but with each tale I found it impossible not to laugh. Then to add to the humor of the night as I went to check on him before checking in myself, this is what I found...

He was stuffed inside his pillow case. When I asked him why this morning, he had a perfectly reasonable answer...'It felt like a sleeping bag.'
I never know what I'm going to find when I go in there to check on him. This is from the other night...

I didn't have to ask him about this one. I knew right away he was trying to be like his Daddy, sleeping without his shirt on. Speaking of Brandon, everyone please keep him in your prayers. He's working crazy hours (even crazier than usual) trying to get this dissertation ready for his first conference in October. He's been up all hours for over 7 weeks now. Things are going well, but it's pretty intense. Thanks!
And lastly, I just had a then and now of my baby who starts first grade this week! Please indulge me...she has grown so much. It's overwhelming.

At two years old, not too long after our move here.

The other night, just because I am feeling pretty nostalgic this week. Sorry for the blurriness.