In this case, he got tired of his bowl that had all the marshmallows eaten out of it and decided to help himself to more cereal.
Friday, February 27, 2009
It never fails...
In this case, he got tired of his bowl that had all the marshmallows eaten out of it and decided to help himself to more cereal.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Just too cute
Monday, February 23, 2009
This is crap!!!
I've heard people say how they love being pregnant. They must have very different experiences than me! I wish I could get this baby without going through the pregnancy. It takes so much energy - especially energy I would prefer to spend on Andy or pretty much anything other than being tired and sick.
For now, I guess I'll just eat my breakfast twice.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
More cool ideas than time
Here's my latest list of stuff i would like to attempt....
Isn't that cute? Here is the cool part - its made out of a scrabble tile! Here is the link for how to do it...
http://www.makeandtakes.com/links/scrabble-tile-pendant-tutorial
Apparently you could add your initial or rhinestones or anything else you could think of!!!
Now for my favorite... I love quilts and this one is just too cute. I think the 2nd and 3rd layers are cotton flannel, so it would be so soft...
This would be so easy to make! I love the colors - that's the part I always have a hard time pulling together.
I really want to find time for this... Couldn't you find some cute fabrics and make these super cute? You could spell out the baby's name.
Here's the link for this one...
http://www.bhg.com/crafts/sewing/accessories/diy-baby-blocks/
Maybe I'll have some time soon. Maybe before the baby comes?
Saturday, February 7, 2009
The second one isn't as much fun
During my first pregnancy, my husband filled up my car with gas and made sure I had plenty of time to rest.
This time, I don't think he's noticed that I'm pregnant yet. I actually told him that the other day, and he said he noticed that day that I was yelling at him...
Anyhow - this one is harder. I'm really struggling trying to everything done and not be completely ehausted all of the time. Being prego with a toddler ain't easy!!!
Today grandma brought my son a huge truck that holds a bunch of matchbox cars. He promptly sat down and sorted them out into piles accordign to color. Hmmm... looks like those engieering genes have doomed him. Poor kid - going to be just like daddy. :)
I've got parent teacher conference this week at his school. I think I'm nervous!!! Maybe I'm scared they will tell me my kid is less than perfection? Isn't that horrible? Every once in a while, I wonder why parents (especially me) get so excited thinking their kid is perfect. In the end, I don't know that perfect kids make better adults - and I'm pretty sure it doesn't mean their parents are any happier or love them any less... so I should just let the whole conference thing go...
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Where's the "Undo" Button???
We were watching some old home videos the other day... My husband informed me that he noticed that an awful lot of them were at some obscene time between midnight and 6am. He said he wasn't sure he wanted to do that again... Could we stop being pregnant now?
I pointed out that there wasn't an "undo" button on the currently installed program.
This is my son playing with his toys at 5am. He had been awake since 3, and was going strong, even though I had the lights out.
I think you forget after a while how bad sleep deprivation is. Something in nature definitely doesn't let remember when you are considering another baby. Then all of a sudden you are pregnant and wondering what the heck you were thinking...
Then you remember how great your children are and how it is always worth it. You also remember that you already have kids, and your sleep is going to be interrupted for the next 10-20 years anyway, so why not go for the whole enchilada?
Still, I can't help but get more nervous as the due date gets closer and the more I suspect that this baby is a lot easier to care for inside of me than out.
By the way,I still reserve the right to be cranky when I'm tired...