Why yes, that is a second line on the test! And it was confirmed with a blood test at the doctor's. For those of you who don't know, we've been wanting to add to our family for about three years, so we're really excited! Colby has been telling his primary teacher for the last few months that after he turns 6, he's getting a baby sister. I'm not sure how accurate he is about the sister part, but my due date is March 12. The kid has amazing faith. I hope he gets his sister!
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Plus one?
Why yes, that is a second line on the test! And it was confirmed with a blood test at the doctor's. For those of you who don't know, we've been wanting to add to our family for about three years, so we're really excited! Colby has been telling his primary teacher for the last few months that after he turns 6, he's getting a baby sister. I'm not sure how accurate he is about the sister part, but my due date is March 12. The kid has amazing faith. I hope he gets his sister!
Hats Off to the Chef
So the other day I was making dinner and Colby decided he needed to help me. It's always nice when he chips in, although this time he announced that he would cut up the vegetables and meat, because, "I do it on Cooking Mama!" After lots of overprotective leading on my part and protests that he could do it himself on his part, we finally got the cutting done.
However before we could continue to the next step, Colby stops and says, "Mommy, you just be the girl chef and I'm Linguine (from Ratatouille)." Fine. I can go along with that, so I spout off a couple of lines about keeping your sleeves clean. Apparently that just doesn't do it, so we had to stop all dinner preparation and make chef hats for both of us. Then we finished making dinner. I really love his imagination!
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Disclaimer: Skip this if you're squeamish
I pride myself on my iron stomach. As long as I'm not pregnant, I don't really get that grossed out by things. Blood. Guts. Nothing fazes me.
And then I woke up yesterday morning to find these in a Rubbermaid container on my kitchen table.
We came home from a weekend away to find our sprinklers inexplicably turned on in the evening. After an hour, we decided there was something wrong with the timer. After Brian got the water shut off, he cracked open the timer box and we immediately backed off because there were hornets everywhere in there! It was still pretty light and warm, so Brian waited a few hours before going back out to kill them off (thank you, thank you, thank you wonderful hornet killer spray). I didn't really think about it after that.
And then I found them on my kitchen table. That's exactly what you want to see first thing in the morning, right? After trying really hard to make appreciative noises while Brian excitedly showed me the dead larvae (ugh!), I made him take the container to the garage because apparently we can't just toss them in the garbage. He wants to keep them. And he took pictures. Unfortunately for any who are interested in these things, I made him take them outside before he got a picture of the container. These are the moments when I realize that all men never really get rid of that inner boy who loves bugs.
And then I woke up yesterday morning to find these in a Rubbermaid container on my kitchen table.
We came home from a weekend away to find our sprinklers inexplicably turned on in the evening. After an hour, we decided there was something wrong with the timer. After Brian got the water shut off, he cracked open the timer box and we immediately backed off because there were hornets everywhere in there! It was still pretty light and warm, so Brian waited a few hours before going back out to kill them off (thank you, thank you, thank you wonderful hornet killer spray). I didn't really think about it after that.And then I found them on my kitchen table. That's exactly what you want to see first thing in the morning, right? After trying really hard to make appreciative noises while Brian excitedly showed me the dead larvae (ugh!), I made him take the container to the garage because apparently we can't just toss them in the garbage. He wants to keep them. And he took pictures. Unfortunately for any who are interested in these things, I made him take them outside before he got a picture of the container. These are the moments when I realize that all men never really get rid of that inner boy who loves bugs.
Picture Vomit
Sorry for the gross title, but it seemed rather appropriate for the amount of catching up I have to do. I promise we haven't just been sitting around twiddling our thumbs for the last two weeks! Brian took advantage of the break in rain to finally wash his motorcycle and recruited Colby as a grunt to dry it off. I don't think Colby minded, though. He was pretty proud that Daddy finally let him touch the darn thing!
But on to the big news -- Colby finally sat through a haircut for the first time in 2 years without screaming. Thanks to the very helpful hint from a friend of ours, we took him to Cookie Cutters (http://www.haircutsarefun.com/). Thank goodness for those wonderfully talented people with the motorcycle seat and the video games! He got an actual haircut with layers blended, instead of the all-over buzz we had to give him when we had to hold him down and put safety goggles on him so the hair wouldn't get in his eyes. Trust me, it was a huge ordeal, so we all wanted it over as quickly as possible.
But I think he looks pretty dang good with the new one. Based on the pose, I think he thinks he looks good too. He's trying SO hard not to smile!
His other highlight was a day camp at Thanksgiving Point on horses. When I first asked him if he wanted to do the horse camp, the answer was an emphatic "No!" so I didn't really think he'd enjoy it - but he totally did! They brushed and combed a pony, toured the tack room, learned about saddles, rode on a pony and did some crafts. We're doing frogs next month. That should be interesting.
Now the motorcycles and horses are really cool and all, but they can NOT compare to what is coming up next. That's right, the big event of June was. . .I learned how to use my Cricut to cut out vinyl letters!
Isn't it adorable? Colby has one for his art supplies too. I'm so in love with them. I love them almost as much as I love my bookcase. It was kind of a letdown, though, because now I really want to cut out some cute sayings for my walls - but I don't want to waste the effort since I want to move soon. So. . .maybe I should because I know as soon as I make my walls all cute, we'll have to move. Hmm. Food for thought.
But on to the big news -- Colby finally sat through a haircut for the first time in 2 years without screaming. Thanks to the very helpful hint from a friend of ours, we took him to Cookie Cutters (http://www.haircutsarefun.com/). Thank goodness for those wonderfully talented people with the motorcycle seat and the video games! He got an actual haircut with layers blended, instead of the all-over buzz we had to give him when we had to hold him down and put safety goggles on him so the hair wouldn't get in his eyes. Trust me, it was a huge ordeal, so we all wanted it over as quickly as possible.
But I think he looks pretty dang good with the new one. Based on the pose, I think he thinks he looks good too. He's trying SO hard not to smile!His other highlight was a day camp at Thanksgiving Point on horses. When I first asked him if he wanted to do the horse camp, the answer was an emphatic "No!" so I didn't really think he'd enjoy it - but he totally did! They brushed and combed a pony, toured the tack room, learned about saddles, rode on a pony and did some crafts. We're doing frogs next month. That should be interesting.
Now the motorcycles and horses are really cool and all, but they can NOT compare to what is coming up next. That's right, the big event of June was. . .I learned how to use my Cricut to cut out vinyl letters!
Isn't it adorable? Colby has one for his art supplies too. I'm so in love with them. I love them almost as much as I love my bookcase. It was kind of a letdown, though, because now I really want to cut out some cute sayings for my walls - but I don't want to waste the effort since I want to move soon. So. . .maybe I should because I know as soon as I make my walls all cute, we'll have to move. Hmm. Food for thought.
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