Just showing off...

I warn you now that the following video will only interest our close family. If you've just stumbled across my blog, don't roll your eyes at me--I'm informing you before you click that the lovely piece of film below is nothing but my child showing off some of his skills.

If you did choose to watch the above cuteness, and you're wondering what talking like "that lady" is, well, Sam has learned how to mock people. Especially people who have smoked for years. He does it on cue now, and I think it's hilarious every time. Sue me.

I'm an idiot...

So, last night I was getting Sam ready for dinner with my in-laws. As I picked him up, I noticed a really strange smell--like rotten eggs. I couldn't figure out what in the world it was. I sniffed the kid's hands, armpits, hair, and still had no idea what I was smelling. I decided it was all in my head, put Sam in his carseat, and went my merry way. After I arrived at the Shermans, I still sniffed "eau de eggs." I got Sam out, took him inside, and asked my FIL if he could smell the stinkiness. He agreed that something was definitely rotten in Denmark, but he couldn't figure out what the funk was either. We chalked it up to the antibiotic Sam's taking and walked out the door. As soon as we got outside, Joe asked me if I had checked Sam's diaper.

Ummm.....nope.

I promise I'm not new to this motherhood game. I'm just an idiot sometimes.

Two all-beef patties, special sauce, lettuce, cheese, pickles, onions on a sesame seed bun

What is Sam going to be for Halloween this year? The most delicious hamburger you've ever had.

Seriously...how hilarious is this? I'm looking forward to seeing how it looks on him; I'm praying it fits.

4 1/2 paw print performance...

Yesterday we packed up early and headed to Starkville to kick off football season in Vegas. All in all, I'd give Sam 4 1/2 paw prints out of 5...stellar performance on his part. (I had to subtract 1/2 a print because he almost got his head stuck in a rolling cooler. Don't ask.) He was especially good considering the heat we endured at the beginning of the day and the rain that poured down on us in the afternoon. We stayed fairly dry under our tent, and he managed to keep out of the mud, which is a small miracle in itself.

I'm trying to decide if Sam will be the MSU fanatic that his dad is. The jury is still out. He was not a big fan of the walkthrough--that's for sure. In his defense, a missed nap combined with thousands of cowbells does not equal happiness.

Pre-walkthrough...getting tired, but hanging in there.

During the walkthrough. Notice the lovely river of snot trickling down his face. He was not a fan of the noise. It was sad.

Post-walkthrough. MUCH happier.

You can't really see his shorts that well, but they're super-cute maroon gingham with "MSU" monogrammed on the leg. I love them.

Despite the small monkey wrench the weather threw in our day, we had a good time. It was a long day for all of us, and we're looking forward to doing a whole lot of nothing today.

You know it's football season when...

In case you live under a rock, this week marks the official start to the collegiate football season. Long live the pigskin!

I have been more than aware that football begins this week, but it really hit home when I borrowed the husband's car tonight. I cranked it up, began to back out, and...heard the LSU fight song.

Why?

Because he has a cd of all the SEC school fight songs, (except for the university in northeast Mississippi) and was apparently leading a private pep-rally on his way home from work.

Did I eject the cd?

Nope. I do dig a little bit of "Hail State," "Rocky Top," and "Tiger Rag."