Monday, May 28, 2007

Spot the Differences

Last week was Micheal's third birthday. THREE YEARS OLD!! I can't believe it! We didn't really have a "party" for him this year, due to time constraints on Mommy from the end of the school year. Instead, we just had both sets of grandparents and aunts/uncles come over for some cake and hotdogs. For three years, my mother has always said that it was cheating to buy my child's birthday cake. So, instead, I decided to make the cake that Micheal wanted for his birthday. But, if I was going to do it, I had to make a trial run-through first, just to make sure that it was possible. Because if not, I needed to know so that I could run to Kroger and order one. So, I'll show you attempt number one, and then the one that everyone else saw, and you tell me... how many differences can you find?

Here's cake number one:


And then here's cake number two:


And no, cake number two wasn't pink, the red just didn't look as red in the second picture... don't know why not. So, that's not a difference... look for the others! :)

Saturday, May 19, 2007

Name that tune

Micheal loves to sing.

He doesn't get it from his Daddy, I'm pretty sure.

One of his favorite shows is Little Einsteins. They take classical tunes and put words to them. So, my son likes to do the same things. He sings the same songs, with some of the same words, but he likes to change them to be what he's doing right then. Seriously funny.

At school they like to sing songs, also. Most of them are well known nursery rhymes, while some of them I've never heard before.

Here are a few of my new favorites:

A-B-C-D-E-F- Jeek-H-I-J-K-Elmo- P-Q-R-S-T-U-V-W-X-Y-Z. Next time won't you sing with me.

Or, how about this one...

B-I-idgy-O, B-I- idgy-O, B-I-idgy-O, Bingo was his name-Oh!

And don't you dare try to correct him, or sing along with him, because it will only cause him to stop and make him tell you no. Because no one is allowed to sing along with him. This also makes me giggle, but only after I've corrected him about not being rude to Mommy.

Monday, April 30, 2007

Secrets Don't Make Friends

I have shared something importantly special with all of you that I haven’t really told too many people. This is for a few reasons, none of which anyone else seems to understand. In fact, I think some people that I have told were upset with me that they didn’t find out sooner. I just can’t make anyone happy anymore.

Since I have already shared my secret with all of you, I will now share my reasons for withholding this information, and maybe you can tell me whether I’m just being rude, or whether I’m justified in my thinking. I am only wondering this because I remember that pregnant brain doesn’t always work the same as rational everyday thinking common sense knowing non-pregnant brain.

So, here we go:

Reason #1 for not shouting my happiness from the rooftops: I wanted to make sure that I really was going to have a baby before I got really excited about it. I’ve had too many people tell me to be careful lifting Micheal and to be careful to avoid a miscarriage. So, I wanted to wait until I was past the twelve-week mark and had at least heard the heartbeat so that my fears could subside a little more.

Reason #2 for not calling everyone I know and telling them the first time I peed on a stick and saw a plus sign: I’m thinking about changing schools, and if I do that, I don’t want to tell my prospective employers until I absolutely am sure that I have a job before I tell them that I’m going to need a few weeks off at the end of the first semester. They might not be so excited to hire me after that. It’d be like applying for a minimum wage job and saying that you would only come work for them if they could make sure that you were off every single Saturday, and the week before and after every holiday. Not a good interview technique.

Reason #3 for not wearing maternity pants this week even though I really want to be more comfortable: I’m not ready to tell my students. They already torment me enough about when I’m going to have another one, I’m not ready to tell them until I can’t hide it anymore. I would have enough problems of my own if there were some kind of problem this time around, and I don’t want to cause my kids any more issues than they make for themselves already.

So what do you think? Am I nuts for not shouting to the world how incredible this feeling is, and how much more amazing it is the second time around, knowing what really is coming this time... Or am I just being rude? Please, help me out here. This has really been bugging at my heart and I don’t know what do think about it anymore.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

For Halloween...

Now, usually I never think this far ahead, but this time I just couldn’t resist. This year, for Halloween, Micheal’s going to be a





Isn’t that just the cutest thing? And I made it just for him! (And I made the t-shirt, too.)




My due date is October 31st... Halloween.
Kinda funny, huh?

The cool thing about it is that when my mom was pregnant with me, her due date was Halloween also! But don't ask me what the sex of the baby will be, I have no idea, and I have no interest in finding out, either. We had so much fun with the surprise with Micheal that I can't imagine it any other way again this time.

Friday, April 13, 2007

Easter Wonderland

So, I know I’m a little late, but better late than never, right?

Our Easter weekend was great! We have had so many weekends where one is gone or there are lots of people here, we decided that this weekend we wouldn’t go anywhere. Well, we did go to the annual Easter Egg Hunt, and that was really fun, too. Really cold, but still really fun.
Here’s the first picture, before running around the masses of people looking for free Easter eggs.




Then one with Daddy, who braved all the people with Micheal... eagerly waiting for the word GO!



Then, after running around for eggs… Notice the cool new shades... He just had to have them. They are really cool, though.



Then we came home, and we got to watch the amazing snow! Even though it stuck to the ground at other houses, our yard stayed green. But, it sure was a pretty way to get the grass wet!



Hope that your weekend had at least as many smiles and laughs as ours did!!