A Breach in Security

In the last few months we have put door knob covers on some of our doors to keep Savannah from getting in or out of a particular place. They have seemed to work pretty well, or so we thought. Jake watched Savannah last night while we went to the Jazz game, and when we got home he was telling us how Savannah pushed open the pantry door to get in, even though it has a door cover on it. In the 2 1/2 years that we've lived here, we've never know the pantry door to just "push" open. Well, he showed us exactly how to do it. Apparently Savannah had already figured out this little trick, so the door cover is useless.
Then there was this morning. Carter got up to go to the restroom and Savannah must have already been up, waiting for any sound of us. Right after Carter gets up I hear her start to say something and knock on her door. This is what she does when she's ready to get up and get out of her room. Not 20 seconds later does Carter come out of the bathroom and is on his way to get her, that he stops in our doorway and goes, "Oh my gosh!", which of course alerts me out of my somewhat aware sleep. Savannah had literally pulled apart (somehow) and taken the door cover off of the knob, opened the door and was holding it and said, "I break it!" What is the use of childproofing your house if the childproofing products don't work! I'm sort of hoping she just got lucky and didn't really figure out how to take them off or we might have a problem keeping her out of things and places. She's a smartie, that one.

Jazz Game

On Saturday night we went to a Jazz Basketball game with my Dad and a family friend Dave. My Mom was supposed to go, but wasn't feeling well. We had a great time and the game was very exciting, especially the 2nd half. It had been awhile since we'd been to a game, and without Savannah at that. We both were talking about how fun it will be in the future when we can take Savannah and ______ to a game and get them awesome little Jazz jerseys. I already called the Kyle Korver jersey for myself!

What we've been up to....

At the mall she wanted to ride this carousel horse over and over again.

We made Valentine cookies.

Savannah likes to "change" her animals diapers. Except they don't wear diapers, but she wipes them down reaallly good.

Down to the Nub

That is what this girl has done to her crayons recently. She LOVES coloring right now. Once she gets started, she is completely focused.

We have been trying to figure out for awhile now how we are going to work the situation of Savannah and the baby...and the crib. I started getting the itch to decorate ______'s room about 2 weeks ago, and I haven't been able to stop thinking about it. I want it to be ready for him and just know that it's done and I don't have to worry about it after the fact. Which means, I need the crib. So, we are going to try to put Savannah on the full bed that is currently in _____'s room. But we didn't have any full sheets or cute bedding for her. I've been working on that. I'm hoping what I found will work. We have so many things to do, and I really wish we could get them done all in one day, but that's just impossible. We have to take apart the crib because it won't fit through the doors. I need Carter for that one. We, or I, want to move lots of stuff around and see if it works better. Organize organize organize! Big projects. I hope we can get everything done in a month. That's pretty realistic in my mind. In other news...my belly is definitely growing and is so tight that I don't feel it can grow much more. He is very low and puts a lot of pressure on my bladder all day. He is a pusher. He kicks too, but man does he push. Or stretch. I don't know what he's doing, but I'm waiting for a foot or something to pop out and be clearly identifiable. Savannah still isn't fazed much by my growing belly. She likes to go to the doctor appointments and get stickers though, and she's very watchful as they check me. Every now and then when we talk about the baby she'll mumble something and then says, "come out". We hope she does well with the whole switching of beds, and re-doing of her room. We want her to feel special and like she's not left out. And that she's a big girl. Not a baby. I wish we had people around with little little babies so that she could understand it all a little more. She is growing and talks so much. I still can't believe what comes out of her mouth sometimes. If this little guy is anything like Savannah, we will be in stitches all the time!