Owen and Sammy

No real reason for this post, but I wanted to show off one of my favorite pictures of my two oldest boys. Aren't they hilarious? I probably take more pictures of them in the bathtub than anywhere because they are confined to one small space so there's not just a blur of action. Anyway, just wanted to share the cuteness. Enjoy!

The Art of the Deal

Oh, that Sammy. He's at it again. I should have known better than to introduce him to the concept of "making a deal." I guess I didn't realize it would come back to haunt me EVERY DAY because he manipulates every situation to his own benefit, a wonderful trait in a 4 year old.

He is OBSESSED with the Wii. It's ridiculous. Seriously, if he could play it for 8 hours a day every day, it would still not be enough. Chris is better at limiting his time with it now, but a few weeks ago I would come home from work and his eyes would be BLOODSHOT from focusing on the Star Wars game for hours on end.

Anyway, I thought I could use his love of the game to my advantage one night when he was BEGGING to play it. We are STILL having a problem with him wanting to sleep with us, so I told him I would let him play the Wii for an hour IF he promised he would sleep in his own bed the whole night. He quickly agreed and kept up his part of the bargain that night, much to my delight.

Since then, however, there have been deals thrown on the table every day. He tells me "I will do what you want me to do, if you let me play the Wii." WHAT??? "I will eat my dinner, if you let me play the Wii." "I will get dressed, but only if you let me play the Wii." "I will sleep in my own bed, but only if you let me play the Wii." I've created a MONSTER! He's using these against Chris, too. "I will let YOU play Wii Tennis if you let ME play Wii Star Wars first. I know how much you love Wii Tennis, Daddy." What a total scammer!

Potty Mouths!

It's always hard to go back to work on Mondays after spending a great weekend with the boys. Especially with the semi-nice weather, we had a really good time together.

The only thing that was troubling, was the incessant talk about poop, butts and toots all weekend. All Owen has to do is say one of those words and Sammy HOWLS with laughter and vice versa. This weekend I had full realization of being surrounded by boys. Thankfully little William isn't into that stuff....yet....

We did get to invite our former neighbors over yesterday - they have FOUR girls! - and the kids all played together very nicely and then we had pizza for dinner. It was quite refreshing for me to have a little "pink" in the house after all the "blue" language!

Apparently, the kids like the new car!

In the car last night on the way home from AWANA, we had this exchange:

Owen: “Ok, Mama. Can you try not to hurt this car because we really like this car.”

Me: “Yes, Owen. I will try.”

Owen: “Thank you, that will be very good.”

My little "snowman"

Here's the first image we have of Baby #4, taken last week at my appointment with the midwife. I was so happy to see only one baby, I didn't really get a chance to examine it. I sent it to my mom and she asked if it was the "two circles that look like a snowman." Yup, that's it! These things are difficult to decipher, even at the standard 20+ weeks but this baby is only 12 weeks so even tougher.
I already love this little baby more every day and really can't wait to have a family of six stuffed into our little house.
Speaking of stuffed, I am going to have to break out the maternity clothes pretty soon! What a hassle to bring them all out of the basement, wash and iron them. I guess that will be a weekend project either this weekend or next weekend for me. I swear, by Monday I always have the weekend project all lined up for myself. Does it ever end???

Springing Forward

Wow, don't I wish this would have been the scene at 9pm last night...or 10pm...or even 11pm. Our little guy is not adjusting well to the time change so far, so it was PARTY TIME until after midnight! Poor mom!!!!

Heart Attack!

I had my first appointment with my midwife this morning. She is not the same one that delivered William at home; she delivers in the hospital where Chris works.
Anyway, she had a student with her (older lady) who is learning to be a midwife and the two of them went through my medical history and just basically got to know me and how I wanted everything to go. Finally, we got to the part I was looking forward to which was hearing the baby’s heartbeat. Especially after my recent car accident, I was really feeling like I needed to be reassured that everything was ok.
So I laid back on the table and bared my tummy so they could put the goop on and run the machine. The midwife immediately asked “How far along are you? You’re measuring REALLY big – have you measured big before?” She had a HUGE smile on her face and the student lady also got very excited when she felt how high up my uterus is. The midwife said “You do know what we’re thinking, don’t you?” I started sweating and freaking out right away! She ran the Doppler to hear the heartbeat but was unable to hear anything so she ran to the back to see if the ultrasound room was open. Thankfully it was...
It was a long walk back there, thinking about how on earth would we fit TWO more kids into our house! We would clearly have to adopt William out. (any takers?) She set me up for the ultrasound and found that there is, in fact, only one baby in there. WHEW! I swear, it was the most nervous/excited I have EVER been in my life! Anyway, that’s my heart attack for the day.
We got to see the baby kicking around and moving, so all is well. He/she is already looking really cute. We are so excited!

Oh, and we got a car last night. It’s a 2005 Honda Pilot and we LOVE it! It has seating for eight, so will fit all the kids even if we do end up having twins next time! (just kidding!)