Hayden is two going on twenty. He is very independent right now, and here are some of the ways he is showing it. He has started going to "Kids Club," which is basically a play group/pre-pre school with Miss Annie. He loves it. I dropped him off the other day and was talking a bit to the mom's when Hayden pointed to the door and said "Out Mommy," giving me a little push. When we are shopping at the store he puts both of his hands out in front of him and says "You stay there Mommy" while he walks ahead of me. He gets very upset if I try to follow him (imagine me trying to follow him, how rude of me!). He won't let us put him in his car seat, he has to climb up into it all by himself, and takes his sweet time doing most days too I will add. If all three of us are together he definitely prefers his daddy over me. We were eating at Taco Time today and he would not share my food with me, he only wanted daddy's taco. He also tells me to stay home when we are all heading to the car. He does tons of other little funny things all day long... I love that little guy.

Help!

This morning I took some mail out to the mail box, and put the flag up so it would be picked up. Later this afternoon I had to go to the store, so on my way to the car I noticed that the flag was down, which obviously means the mail had been picked up and I had new mail waiting for me. I got the mail and then went to the store. As I was driving home from the store I suddenly started panicking about the mail because I didn't know where I had put it. I usually set it on my front seat if I grab it while I am heading out, and it was not there. It was not in my purse...I must have left it sitting on the car, oh crap. I started panicking even more, hoping there wasn't anything important. As I turned into my neighborhood I started scanning it to find my lost mail. I saw an envelope at the corner by my house, so I parked the car and went to see if it had our name...nope, just an empty envelope. Hayden was still in the car, so I unloaded him and our sacks. I must have brought it in the house I was telling myself. By the time I got Hayden in and unloaded all of our stuff I apparently forgot about being totally panicked because I sort of forgot about it and made lunch. Later on my friend Jess called and somehow I remembered it again. I told her the story and she told be how stupid I was (just kidding, she was just thinking it). After hanging up with her I decided that even though I had already gotten the mail I better go check the box... I found the mail! So I hadn't really gotten the mail - yep, I am just crazy. Being pregnant does really weird things to your brain.