I'm Sure You'll Agree!

We are opening this to a vote. We spent some time at Center Lake the other day and Dave was in charge of putting on his own sunscreen. Please enjoy the results. (*Please note, this was the only area he was in charge of, and therefore the only area he has complained about since.)

I'm almost certain you will agree that protecting our child with sunscreen will be MY job in the future.

Thank you for voting.

I'm Not Going Professional...Yet!

Dave was feeling adventurous this afternoon and took me Frisbee golfing. We went out to George Wilson Park. Quite shortly after hole number one, we realized I wouldn't be recruited for the Olympic Team anytime in the near future. The first three or four of my throws found Dave in the woods, hunting for my disc. Oops.

I'd like to say I eventually got the hang of it, but I didn't. My score after 9 holes, (we skipped hold number 8, so Dave gave me par!) was 57, with a par of 35. Again, I'd like to say I feel good about that score, but I don't.

Dave feels strongly that I should report his score of 40 for those same 9 holes. Please keep in mind however, he's done this course many times before, I was a newbie.

I'd be happy to report what I got on the "back nine" (I sound like a professional when I use the right terms!) but we came home instead. It was blazing hot out there, I have a baby resting on my bladder that was making me have to pee and Dave was feeling dizzy from the heat. (Or maybe...he just wanted the agony to end, and he's to nice to say anything!)

We had a great time, and I'm anxious to get back out there and improve my score.

I really think they should rent golf carts though.

Care To Take A Walk?

So...Dave and I have been on the hunt for baby items at recent garage sales! We struck it rich the other weekend, in our very own neighborhood. There was only one small problem...our purchase was made 6 streets over...and we were walking! It was a deal we couldn't pass up. I think it's safe to say, Dave took one for the team as he pushed this home and had to endure the many comments on the way! Just another reason I love my husband so much!

I love that it also doubled as our shopping cart!

Sometimes, The Best Thing To Do...

Is just smile and shake your head!


Evidently, this is how Kendra copes with being in a class for 8 hours a day. I love this girl!

God's Gift To Us...

Tiny movements like tiny kicks
Tiny baby, a mother’s bliss
Can’t wait to give the tiny you
Huge hugs and lots of kisses too

What tiny dreams you might have now?
I would understand someday, somehow
I dreamed last night, your tiny face
An angel indeed, made from God’s sweet embrace

How else would mommy know?
How much her tiny little angel has grown?
How else would mommy guess?
If her little angel have some requests?

I know that somehow you could now hear
Oh, what a thrill you will bring us here!
Now hush my baby, it’s time to rest
Inside my womb, your own calm nest

May God help me to keep you safe
And always keep you strong, I pray
I love you more than you will ever know

Baby Boy, I can't wait to meet you one day!

It's A Boy!!!!!!!!

YIKES! There's Just Not A Lot Of Room In There...

Well, well, well...19 weeks today! I'm getting a bit concerend that this is what my website is saying about that our little bun in the oven is looking like....

Seems kinda cramped in there....yikes!

Here's our latest reference and quote: "Your baby equals a large heirloom tomato in size and weighs 8 1/2 ounces. (length: 6 inches, head to bottom)" A tomato...really?