They're coming... We're coming!!

Young Women's fundraiser at church! Awesome fun time!!

First next stop: Mission San Jose:

The next 2 colleges I made are not uploading. Ugh ahh. Posting now.
The exciting happenings of our little family! This is a little of our life! Enjoy!



It was a fun and funny adventure driving around using our Sprint Navigation to locate parks. But then tragedy struck. Or rather Mariana's legs struck. She was swinging along riding high minding her own business. I was sitting next to the swing set and just started talking on the phone to give my hubby an update as to where his family was when out of the blue appears Little Cody. Right where the swing would be sitting if it were unoccupied. However, since the swing was occupied it was not there it was up high in the sky. Every thing happened in a split second. I let out a scream. The swing and it's rider came down. Cody fell flat on his face. The swing was poised to come back. I grabbed the little ankles and pulled him to safety so he would not get hit again on the backward landing. Marian and the swing came to a halt. Stephanie (who had been right behind the boy, but not quick enough to prevent the whole thing) came running up. Alas, our park adventure day was coming to an end. We had fun. Cody will be ok. He is bruised and banged up but nothing is broken. He should be walking again by tomorrow. (Which will be day 3/4.) 

My sister told me tonight that Cody is still like a baby. He should be acting like a toddler but, he is still like a baby. It makes me sad, but in a way it is true. Cody doesn't talk. He has a hard time communicating. He has a hard time in general when his routine is off too much like it is this week. (We are getting bouts of crying fits.) He can't tell me what is wrong. He loves to cuddle. He likes playing ball with people. He likes to clap. He enjoys me reading to him. He loves it when I sing to him. He walks and runs and jumps. He feeds himself and is a great eater. He is a bit small for his age. In the 24 percentile or some such thing. He doesn't change his own clothes or even take them off (except his shoes and socks.) He will put his bowl in the sink and go get the kitty, but never leave the room to get a diaper or his shoes. He still does some signs but uses Please and More interchangeably. He confuses Thank you and Blowing Kisses thanks to his school thinking he was being cute and teaching/changing the thank you to kisses. Some signs he has stopped using all together, as well. What does all this mean? Well, we don't really know for sure. Except that like Jeaniece said, he doesn't seem to be caught up. 