Before I get started...here's Iliya eating Lana's delicious potato soup. He ate TWO small helpings of it!

Yesterday was a nice day. My sister is down, staying with a friend, and she came over for a while yesterday. I had to make a Hobby Lobby run, so we loaded up in the car to go (my boy rides SO well in the carseat - I think he really enjoys seeing all the sights).

It's Tyrone Prothro, which may mean nothing, to those of you who are not UA football fans...but he made one of the most awesome catches I've ever seen (won the ESPN ESPY award!) 2 years ago, and then severely injured his leg later in the season. Click on his name to watch the historical catch (known, simply, as "the catch" to UA fans) on YouTube.

Then we made our way home, had a 45 minute nap, and then ended up being pretty cranky the rest of the afternoon. I think the crankiness is, in large part - if not in whole, a direct result of constipation. The reason for his 45 minute nap was that he woke up with his tummy hurting really bad...He couldn't go back to sleep. we've upped the apple juice, and if it doesn't get better, I guess we're going to have to give him some babylax or something. Because I hate to see him hurting!

Nathan has Drill this weekend - so when he got back in last night, we ran to grab a bite to eat at a local restaurant. Iliya did SO well. He's a good little eater, and he sat in his highchair without complaints.

But this is where the interesting comment comes in. I know I've mentioned that my boy is a very cute child...those of you who have seen him IRL have made the same comments. It's kinda funny, because in the past, Nathan & I have never elicited the attention we now do, for having Iliya with us. It's rare for one person to walk by us and not make a comment about "that cute baby." Last night, as we were walking outside the restaurant, this lady went really crazy over Iliya, talking about what a beautiful boy he was, and asking how old he was, etc. Her husband looked at Iliya, looked at me & Nathan, and said, "wow..there's no denying this one!"

Now, anytime I've ever heard this phrase used, it's to refer to how much a child looks like his/her parents. I'm not positive that's what the man meant...but what an interesting comment, don't you think? And we just smiled at him, nodded our heads, and continued answering his wife's questions.

And the great thing is...he's right...our child is just that. Ours. There's no denying him.