Bradley classes, dev psyc, and my sweet Colden

Life is not always a picnic. I have been trying to remember the funny moments of parenthood that come from time to time. Today, as we were driving to Temple for our Bradley (natural childbirth) class, my sweet Colden saw Target. He spotted it out his window, and gasped. He looked at me and said "Found it!" I said, "Yeah, there is Target." He responded with a huge smile and said "Target" in a very sweet voice, showing his obvious affection to the store, just like his mother. Then he said "Oh well, bye bye Target" probably because we were just driving down the highway, not going to Target at all. I am going over the "Play Years" in developmental psyc right now, and it is fascinating. I love learning about my own son! (and preparing for my next one!) Today the book quoted someone, who was talking about babies and aggression. Now, babies are very aggressive, but it is supposed to calm down considerably around 2-4. A guy was quoted saying that babies would kill each other given knives or guns. It made me think back to the nursery this Sunday when one of the one year olds was mouth open about to go in for the bite on my own child just this past week. They are so aggressive, it's weird. I am glad (most) of them grow out of it!

Cliff extended. He now gets out of the Army Nov '12. He will deploy early Julyish, and be gone for 12 months. Bleh. Oh well. Guess I better start filling up my calendar for trips and events to keep me busy. Too bad Krysta will be deployed, too. She is my road trip com-padre.