Over the potholes and through the bitter cold, to Grandmother (and grandpa's) house we go...

Jace and Mommy went road tripping again this weekend. Grandma and Grandpa F. were experiencing withdrawal symptoms (similar to the ones Aunt Erin frequently gets) so it was decided a visit was in order. Jace had a great time playing with both Grandma and Grandpa and of course Uncle Reggie. Jace also got to fill his tummy at the maidrite and go out to eat with fabulous Kay and Debbie.

Jace would love it if EVERYONE in ANY room was paying attention to him. He attempted to give his milk to our waiter and flirt with the girls next to us. In the end only Fabulous Aunt Kay paid attention and read Jace his Valentine's Day book.

Jace and Uncle Reggie are great buds. Actually it is kind of like the love/hate relationship Jace and Ozzy have---Jace loves and the dogs.......maybe not hate but do get annoyed.


Grandma was a real trooper this weekend. Even so much of a trooper that Mommy is sticking to her promise and is not including Jace being whiplashed upside down, face first, into the side of the couch by Grandma. Mommy also is not including the picture of Grandma flat on her back being smothered by Jace as he tries to get down the stairs.
But back to the picture at hand.........Grandma and Jace spent countless hours going up and down the steps. Jace's newfound talent of going DOWN the stairs is sort of an obsession for him. Since Grandma vowed not to tell him no this weekend--she was following him up and down, up and down all weekend!


No more pictures please!


As you may have guessed, this ends our short but sweet photo parade of the weekend. Mommy would like to share some new Jace talents--that trust us you don't want to see pictures of anyway.
A couple of weeks ago, Jace started being able to tell Mommy when he had went poop (a.k.a. taken a deuce). If Mommy asked him if he had went potty (and he had) he would grunt ( similar to how he does when he is taking a deuce). Tonight Mommy observed Jace indeed filling his drawers before bed. Being the easily distracted Mommy that she is, she forgot that this action had taken place. About 10 minutes later Mommy asked Jace if he was ready to go to bed in which he replied with his familiar grunt of an answer. Yes, Jace was telling Mommy ( in very primitive Jace language) that he couldn't go to bed until she changed his diaper because he had pooped! Do we have a genius on our hands or what?!!