"Mom, why's the sausage crying?"

We were making sausage and eggs this morning for breakfast (don't be impressed, it's only because we were out of milk), when David asked me why the sausage was crying! So funny, that boy cracks me up. Such a big helper in the kitchen, which makes Bordy want the help too... not so helpful. All Brody can do is make me hold him while he says "haaa haa haaa" for hot.

For those of you who haven't heard because I never blog anymore, we are having a girl! We are so excited and I have already had too much fun getting crib bedding and pink clothes! Sorry Joe, I can't help myself.

Brody is trying a lot more to say words now, he's better at following the infection in my voice then the letter sounds. Some of his words are:
Mama
Dada
Dada (david, not to be confused with Daddy)
baabee (passy)
aaaa (bye)
ooo ooo (woof woof, he loves animal noises)
cackur (cracker)
mmmmmmm (more)
uh oh (...uh oh, meaning oh no i dropped something)

He recognizes so many things and tries to talk, but everything sounds the same right now. He loves airplanes and whenever he hears one he'll point to the sky/ceiling and make a noise. also loves turning on and off the light, playing "peek a boo barn" on my phone, cars, Baby Einstein movies, playing chase, the slide, riding bikes, animals, and his blanket!
David is a little three year old and all that comes with it. Sometimes he's as good and sweet as can be, "Please mom may I..." to get what he wants and hugs and kisses all over. Other times he's a grumpy guy and has very violent talk, "I shoot the gym with my fire gun!" He's not physically violet, all talk. Not too sure what to do about that one.

He's is very independent I'll give him that, sometimes to a fault. Like today we were at Sam's club and he decided he needed a big box of freshly made buz lightyear cupcakes... well he tipped the box over getting it off the table and I am pretty sure he ruined every one!