Levi, Levi, Levi

I have a theory that kid #3 is trouble in most cases... one of Ethan's cousins actually nicknamed their third that very thing!  No offense to our brothers, but the #3 in each of our families has many stories to  be told of their childhood "adventures."  I know its not the case for every family, but is sure seems to fit with a lot of our friends and family.  We are, as I'm sure you can guess, no exception.

Levi is so much fun.  He is such a sweet heart and a good, smart kid.  He is also full of mischief.  I know you've all been waiting with baited breath the "story" I alluded to below, well the wait is over... (I know you're all relieved... its been hard to go on living each day, right?) :)

We drove all day last Saturday.  The kids eventually fell asleep, but we knew from past experience that as soon as we stopped and got them into the hotel they were stir and quite possibly get completely woken up.  When we pulled into the hotel around midnight, just before Albuquerque Bryant surprised us.  He didn't bother with waking up, just curled right into the bed and was out.  Jonas was still pretty out of it, but more awake than Bryant.  Levi, however, was completely awake and throwing a fit that Bryant got into the bed before him.  We made Bryant slide over and there was plenty of room, so Levi climbed in.  

Like I said, completely awake.  So, he proceeds to giggle, then push, then climb over Bryant.  Soon we hear the giggles coming from Jonas too.  Ethan and I are tired!  A week with family, especially during the holidays will do that to you.  Not to mention all the driving... we were exhausted, so this just wasn't going to work. 

 So I pulled Levi into our bed.  If I can get him to sleep then the problem is solved.  After wrestling with him for what seems an eternity (though I'm sure it only seemed that long because I was so tired) I give up and put him on the floor.  Its about 1:30 am now.  Ethan and I both conk completely out!  

However the sweet slumber is rudely disturbed at 3:07 am with a strange pounding sound.  Surprisingly, Ethan figures out what the sound is before me... its someone pounding on our door!  As he walks to the door I am think Who on EARTH is knocking on our door at this hour? I was thinking it was someone knocking on the wrong door and let me just say don't go knocking at doors in the middle of the night unless you are absolutely certain it is the right door.

This person was at the right door though... it was the lady from the front desk and she was returning something pretty important to us... LEVI!

I don't know how we didn't hear the door slam close (they all seem to do that, don't they?).  I don't know how she knew he belonged to us.  I don't know how long he'd been outside our door.  Really, the whole thing is quite a mystery to  me, I wish I could have spoken with her to gain a bit more info, but she was gone in the morning.  All I know for sure is that it could have been so much worse!  We were really close to the outside door, he could have gone out that door and gotten lost, been kidnapped, or frozen to death for goodness sakes!  We are so thankful that the Lord was watching out for our little guy. He may be trouble, but we'd hate to have anything bad happen to him!

As an update on his speech... he is using more words but still just the same consonants.  I don't think he's added any new letters to his vocabulary.  Since he's using more words, though, and actually putting words together in almost sentences, I'm less concerned.  We'll still be taking him for another evaluation in a couple weeks.