STU

I have the cutest nephew on the face of the earth.  It was confirmed after spending a week at the beach with him this past week.  Every morning I would wake up, open the bedroom door, Wrigley and I would walk out, and Stuart would be holding his blankie, sucking his finger, smile at me and the dog and sort of sing "Hi Wrigley."  I've missed hearing this the past two mornings.  And I think Wrigs (as Stu started calling her) misses Stuart.  Stu was always throwing her the ball or her bone, or just laying on top of Wrigley as she tried to rest.  I think Wrigley loved the attention.  And I think Brent and Ana may have to get a dog once they're settled in Cali.

I also realized how silly this sweet kid is.  He loves to eat oatmeal and whenever he stays with grandma Sip-Sip they eat oatmeal every morning.  With raisins.  And Stu will tell you to put raisins in it if they aren't there.  Well we got out to the beach and Stu looked around at the sand and kept saying "Oatmeal" - we all kind of laughed and told him no, it's sand.  But as the week went on, every time we'd go to the beach he'd point to the sand and repeatedly say oatmeal, which just made everyone laugh outloud.  We finally realized he was being funny because everytime he said it, and we'd laugh and he'd sit there with this huge smile on his face. 

One of the cutest events of the week happened one morning as my dad (or "Up" as Stuart calls him) was about to go for a run.  Dad asked Stu, completely joking, if he wanted to go jogging with Up.  Well Stu said yes and kept repeating "jog with Up, jog with Up."  And he was serious.  So Brent put on his little shoes and the three of them went for a jog around the block.  Stu running with my dad and brother was such a cute sight to see!  Three generations going for a run...

I love this sweet little monkey!