The Deal

Last year I was preggo on the 4th of July, and Matt made me wear 2 thick blankets so as not to frighten "the baby." This year we had a little fireworks display for Sam in the backyard. He looked at us like, "This is very irregular, Mom and Dad." He wasn't afraid, though. Braveheart.

Sam is about to walk, holding his stance for several seconds at a time. Life is over for me now...!

Oh, but he's so ADORABLE, especially when he screams.

I told Matt that if he quits smoking I'll have another baby: he does something hard and I do something hard. ; )