The Army admits torture...

of its families!
So, Saturday, instead of spending time with his family before he heads off to war, my husband will have to go into work to have his "death" picture taken. You know, in case they take him away from us permanently. Oh, the irony.
But, seriously, the Army supports its families. When it's convenient for them.
OK, enough sarcasm.

Sam has really been advancing in his speech. He talks in full sentences and conveys bigger ideas and concepts now. It's amazing the difference between 2 and 3. Last Sunday I wasn't feeling well, so I was in bed and he would come visit me from time to time and we'd play. So he brought me some "popcorn" and we "watched" a movie on the mirror, along with sound effects (he was quite good at planes and aerial bombing noises) and story lines. It was cute and lots of fun.
With all this talking comes some pretty funny stuff, of course. I really need to be writing this down!
"I eat through my mouth"
"My eyes were sleeping"
"I'm a flower" after getting his head stuck in his shirt while trying to take it off.
He's really been struggling with Brian's new schedule, so prayers would be much appreciated. He's been really misbehaving, mostly at preschool, and I just don't know what to do! I don't know what he's feeling so I don't know what to say to make him feel better. And I know it's only going to get worse. He doesn't even know how much worse its going to get. =(
He went in for his 3 year checkup today and kind of blew a lot of things, but oh well. He's still in the 90th percentile for height and came in a little over 35 pounds. He flunked his hearing test, but hopefully only because he kept moving around. I have to take him back in to do it again. I'm sure he's fine, but with all the other problems I'm having with him, I didn't need to worry about his development, too.
On a happier note, we're going in for our first home assessment interview on Monday! I have no idea what to expect, but it'll get us one step closer! Woohoo!