Maddog. That's my new pet  name for him. If you spent any time with him now you'd understand why!

I realize none of you want to hear why I don't post much anymore, you have busy lives just like I do, right?  But seeing Maddog in all his glory is the best reason for me personally not having  too much free computer time these days, that and the fact that we've disconnected the home connection for now-long story,  but lets just say it involves very hormonal 16 year old boys and naked women.

To anyone who might wonder, I am (a) doing well and (b) hoping to write again like I used to. With that said I'll leave you with a few recent happenings with the grand prince I like to call "Maddog Unplugged"

5 weeks ago while playing trucks in the living room floor with his Mom he tripped over his own two feet and fell with his left arm extended, locked into position onto the floor. He cried for a bit but not all that much. Maddog and his parents came to 'Nanny's' house that afternoon for a visit. Nanny quickly noticed Maddog wouldn't put any weight on that arm, and when she asked his parents what happened they said, "oh he fell this morning." Upon further Nanny investigation a small lump was sighted just above his left wrist, very little swelling and no bruising was present. Concerned Nanny (some call her paranoid) suggested taking him to the ER "just to be sure".  Turns out the bone was 'wrinkled'/broken. Maddog was placed in a temporary cast for the weekend and got a plaster one the following Monday at the ortho guy.  He tolerated the cast very well and seemed to get great pleasure beating it against anything he could. When it was removed there was 4 goldfish crackers and two french fries tucked inside... thank goodness he only wore it for 3 weeks!

He's obsessed with his belly button. His Mom was teaching him where his various body parts were starting with his eyes and nose which he picked up on very quickly but for some reason he's fascinated with his belly button... and anyone elses! Sunday afternoon at our annual church picnic everyone wanted to know why he had a band-aid on his belly button, well, it was to try to discourage him from picking at his nearly-raw belly button.  I fear he will become intrigued with his nose. Ack! I picture a day soon when all his orifice's will be covered in band-aids!

He loves french fries from McDonalds, we sort of established that fact when I told you two of them were crammed in the bottom of his cast. He calls them "rye-rye's." Last weekend I had rode to the river with he and his parents sitting in the backseat exchanging Maddog gibberish the entire ride. We turned off the highway right beside the local McDonalds, he looks out the window seeing the golden arches and immediately starts chanting, "rye-rye's, rye-rye's, rye-rye's"... he turns 16 months old tomorrow! While it's obvious he's pretty sharp I fear his cholesterol levels will be off the charts by age 10.

Can you tell this Nanny is just a bit 'taken' by Maddog? I swear he is more fun than a barrel of monkeys and just about as wild!  It is a pure joy to see him developing his own little personality with each passing day even if it is a little on the wild side.