*He's a great sleeper and always has been. He goes to bed around 7:30 and wakes up around 8:30 or 9:00! I feel bad for sharing this because I know that everyone has not had this experience...but I'm sure my time is coming...so don't worry, when my next one doesn't sleep, I'll be sure to post about that!
*He tries to mimic everything we do. Any faces we make or sounds. If we sneeze, he'll pretend to sneeze also. It's so funny!
*He loves Sesame Street and especially when Elmo comes on. He gets really excited and smiles at the TV. He also loves the Cedarmont Kids Praise DVDs. These are awesome and I highly recommend them (available at Lifeway Christian Bookstore). It's a bunch of kids singing nursery rhymes and praise music. He will watch the entire DVD twice.
*He's slowly but surely getting sign language. He can finally do all done! We are working on more, please, and thank you! Those are really the only ones I care about teaching him.
*He loves his John Deer tractor that Mimi and Papa gave him. He does NOT want to get off of it. When you sit on the seat, it makes a tractor noise like it's turned on. He loves it.
David and I can't imagine our lives without Tripp. He's been a true joy in our lives. I call him my little miracle baby. I found out I was pregnant with him two weeks before my Dad passed away. My Dad wanted nothing more then for me to have a baby. I wanted him to know I was pregnant before he died. The doctors told me I was not ovulating and therefore could not get pregnant unless we started some medication. I knew Dad wasn't doing well and this scared me. The day I went to the doctor to start the medication, I asked the doctor to give me a pregnancy test. She kindly replied with "I'll be glad to, but you know there's really no way you can be pregnant". I said," I know, but I just want to put my mind at ease before I put all these drugs in my body." The test was negative. I left the doctor to start the regimen of medication. Two hours after I left, the nurse called me to say that she was cleaning up in the lab and noticed that my pregnancy test had a faint line on it. Long story short, I went back to the doctor for blood work. The result was David Lewis Corrie III! My Dad could not get out of bed at this point, but when I told him I was pregnant, he LEAPT out of bed and starting saying "thank you Jesus" over and over! Now, I cannot end this story without telling you about the stranger who came to my parents front door to pray for my Dad the day before my doctors appointment. (I was staying at my parents house all summer to take care of Dad) She said that God had told her to come and pray for my Dad and of course I let her in. After she prayed over my Dad, she left. I very clearly felt the Holy Spirit press upon my heart to go and stop her and ask her to pray for me and my situation. So that's what I did (which was way out of my comfort zone). We sat down in my parents front yard and she put her hand on my stomach and started praying. She very clearly said, "Father thank you for this child, I know you will grow them up to be a Godly follower of you." She continued to pray other things, but that was all I heard. You already know the rest of the story that Ishared above. The next day was my doctor's appointment.
I'm so thankful for this first year of life with my little boy! I love you Tripp!