Sick babies and cute little boys in their big boy beds!

                                Haley on the left, Melissa in the middle, and Me on the right

                                  Melissa on the left, Haley in the middle, and Me on the right

I'm so excited I can't hardly even stand it. My two number one best friends in the whole world (my sisters) and the most beautiful, fat little one year old (my niece) are coming to visit me in just a couple weeks! I love my sisters dearly, and don't get much time to spend with them, since they both live in Tennessee and I live in Indiana. We talk as often as we can, though. They called me up this morning and were bursting with excitement; so much so that they actually fought over who was going to tell me they were coming to visit.

My youngest sister's husband and niece's father is currently serving in Iraq. While he's away, our middle sister is staying with her and attending college. I haven't seen them in nearly eight months!!! I miss them so much. And more awesome than that, my mom will be here the week before that! My poor boyfriend is going to get so tired of company hehe. But he's never met my youngest sister or my niece, so that should be fun. We're all going to the aquarium and Haley (the youngest) has plans to drive into Chicago to go to the IKEA store.

                             Ignore the time stamp lol..it's so wrong. He wasn't even born in 2009...
Andrew was sick today. I woke up to screams and stinky smells from him. I rushed in his room and he was just covered from head to toe in, well, poop. Yuck. He was running a fever, as well. I ran him a bath and fixed him a bottle, bathed and fed him, then sat in our favorite rocking chair for some good, old fashioned sick-day-spoiling. Do you remember when you were a kid and it was so soothing when you were sick and your mom would pet your hair, rub your back, feed you soup and hold you til you fell asleep? I remember, and I also remember thinking as a child, "When I'm a mommy, I'm always going to do this for my kids when they're sick." So I have a long weekend of disinfecting so we don't pass around his bug.

John is sleeping in his big boy bed so well! I'm so unbelievably proud of him! He's so tall, and is talking so well now, too.
 Funniest thing ever. Yesterday Quin was reviewing the names of things: couch, wall, table, etc. Then Quin pointed at himself and said, "My name is Quin." He pointed at the baby and said, "His name is Andrew." He then pointed at me and said, "Mommy's name is Cassi." Next thing I hear is John running into the kitchen yelling, "Caaaassssiiii!?!" I laughed internally, but outwardly I got on his level and told him the only time he is allowed to call me Cassi is when someone asks what Mommy's name is, or if he's lost and needs to tell someone my name. He called me mommy the rest of the night! I swear sometimes that kid understands alot more than we think he does.

Well, that's all for now!!