Today I had to take Rocky to the vet and my neighbor, "Mrs. Patty" offered to keep Nolan for me (different neighbor than the one who kept him while I was sick- I have the BEST neighbors!). I was more than happy to leave him . There is just nothing like trying to keep a 18 month old and active dog under control when you are huge-pregnant! When I came home I found Nolan running in the sprinklers having the time of his life in nothing but a t-shirt and diaper! He seriously couldn't have been happier. The pictures don't do him justice, but he was also covered in dirt. Sounds like a good afternoon to me! :)
On a fun side note- today I was on the phone with a friend who is a missionary overseas (A&G) and when I got off the phone Nolan said "Bye". So I explained to him that our friends were over there telling people about Jesus. Nolan kept saying "Jesus, Jesus" (which sounds more like Jeeze, Jeeze). Now this child WILL NOT/cannot say Mama or Dada, but wants to say Jesus. I'll take it!! :)