The Duke

Brian, Darric, Dave and Bob took all the kids (except Ellie) to the Wranglers hockey game last night. Alison LOVES to go with her Dad (and I'm sure he isn't disappointed any). She is slowly learning the rules of the game and will actually watch part of it, instead of just playing around now. Last time they went The Duke tried to give her high five and she cried...but this time, she gave him a hug, so he picked her up and danced with her. Brian said they were on the jumbotron for at least a minute and the whole place was cheering for her. Wish I could have been there for that! When she got home, she couldn't stop talking about it. It makes me happy to see her have fun with Daddy ;o)

In other news...after Ellie's trip to Chuck E Cheese with uncle Chad, she has seriously gone down hill. She pooped THREE times in her pants yesterday (by the third time, I just threw the underpants away...My stomach couldn't handle cleaning another pair.) I am back to Pull Ups, because I don't have the energy to keep up with the accidents...one a day is understandable, but more than that is too much for this fat pregnant lady. I expected her to regress a bit, but I still had high hopes...oh well, at least I know she can do it one of these days ;o)