Well, Gina, I'm sorry, but as I thought, Trey has come around. He is already referring to Taryn in conversation, and telling me what she will and won't do someday. That's even a little freaky to me, since I'm just now getting used to calling the "baby" a girl, and using "her" instead of "it". I think he's starting to like it. I'm sure he'll read this, and deny it vehemently, but that's okay. That just makes me know he likes it that much more! I think he totally fell for it when I pointed out that I would be the only non-T in the house. He thought TJ was the dumbest name I could think of when I mentioned it, b/c I had a friend at work named TJ at the time, and he thought it was after him. When I told him it meant Trey Jr., he automatically thought it was the coolest name ever. You know, gotta make it special to him. Taryn is special to him, too. Mike pointed out that if you take the first letter of Taryn, and the first two of Reese, you can spell Tre', which is like the French version of Trey! Yeah, that's it!

So anyway, nothing big happened today. However, we made lasagna together for the first time. It was fun! I really thought, even as I was doing it, that I was going to have a problem with it. I have never made it before, and Trey has only made it at work. So when we actually started, he kept telling me what to do next (I do NOT like being told what to do, always been a problem of mine), like he was teaching me, and I kept thinking I should be having a problem with that. He was being nice and all, and I did need the help, as I didn't know what I was doing. I just kept thinking that, going by my personality, I should have gotten frustrated at his instructions and made a snide remark and started something. I didn't. It was great! Plus, the lasagna tasted DELICIOUS! It was even better than Stouffer's, which is Trey's ultra-favorite kind of lasagna. I was very pleased. I really want to know what we did that kept me from getting an attitude and do it more often. I liked getting along and working together for a change. I could get used to getting along with Trey! (not that we fight all the time or anything...I just get really touchy about certain things b/c I'm really wierd!)

Funny stuff, then I'll let you go...Tonight, for some reason, TJ was even more against going to bed than usual, even though he was dead tired. He pulled out all of the stops. He came and told me to change his diaper about four times, despite the fact that I told him no everytime (I did check it, though). He made himself fall down in front of Trey so he could cry and get some attention (and out of the room). He came and narrated what was going on with the commercial situation b/t his cartoons (he must have them on to sleep, even though he doesn't watch them at all!). He, as usual, asked for milk and food. What really got me, though, was when he came and told me to cut his fingernails. That was when I knew he REALLY didn't want to go to bed. Earlier, I fought with him to sit still to cut his nails, and I did not succeed. He was dead set against it. Usually I have to bribe him with candy, or catch him when he's asleep to do it. So when he came and told, not asked, me to do it, I knew he wasn't going to sleep. Anyway, I thought that was pretty funny. It was actually a big pain in the butt, but still amusing! That boy is SNEAKY!

Okay, I hope you guys have a stupendous day, and I'll talk to you tomorrow!