fist excitement

The kids taught Nash to throw his fists up in the air when he's excited or happy about something. Of course when I tried to catch him on video, he was boycotting the idea.
(You can catch it at about 0:05 and then again at 0:43.)

gobble gobble gobble

Let's just dive right in... Peyton had my camera during part of our Thanksgiving celebration and this is what I got. Pure amazingness!

There was lots of great food and even more laughs as usual. Good times were had by all! Being pregnant makes indulgence even better :) we'll see how the weigh-in goes tomorrow. I might think differently then.

Since timing hasn't worked very well in the past few years to attend THREE Thanksgiving meals, we've cut it down to 2 and that has been plenty! Here we are at Dave's side of the family... they're practicing their marshmallow catching skills ;)

none of the kids made the almost 45 minute ride back

 

relaying of messages

I can only imagine the actual excitement of anyone working down at Smith Brothers Meats when they check the caller ID only to see it is Dave's wife, yet again... with this in mind, I still continue to call there regularly. I had forgotten Dave wasn't out butchering this week due to deer hunting and Thanksgiving so the second time I called there before 10:00 a.m., I hoped he would be able to come home on his lunch break to fix whatever was making the dishwasher lose all its contents on the kitchen floor. He was carrying out some meat so I told them he could call me back.

After an hour and a half of no returned phone call, I called again and left a message with Mallory (who has been working there for a couple weeks now during the low workload period of our transcription). They're crazy busy so it's no surprise he doesn't call me back. Immediately! I commented to Mallory WHAT IF I WAS IN LABOR!? I'm not. Less than 3 weeks though. She took my message. Dave should be getting something along the lines of... Go home at noon. Dishwasher needs fixin'. Water all over the kitchen floor. Not from your wife's vagina.

We shall see how this plays out... and thank you Mallory for relaying the importance of this message!

Update: Message was relayed. Dishwasher is still on the cahoots. Water is still intact. ;)

Leaning Tower of Pisa

One of the last loads out of the kitchen at the other house was the canned goods. Nash was 'helping' me put everything away. He got the biggest kick out of stacking them. Don't mind my manly laugh in the video. ;)

36 weeks

This week marks the 36th week of this pregnancy. I've been told they consider this point full term and a baby could make an appearance at any time. That said...I am no where near ready and very willing to wait another 4 weeks!

Nash and I ventured to the clinic yesterday for one of my now weekly weigh-ins wherein I treat myself afterwards to a grande caramel frappuccino. (Yes, I will tempt you again with this link.) I'm starting to like this routine, although I don't so much like the routine where I go to bed after 11pm. And no, the bedtime routine has nothing to do with the frappuccino :)

Our clinic outing yesterday yet again proved that life is always a learning experience. Nash and I learned some very important things in our time together...

* The phlebotomist will make you spell your last name for verification...regardless of the simplicity. S.M.I.T.H.

* Random women in restrooms feel it necessary to advise you that your toddler will grow up too fast. I appreciate the sincerity, but I also completely understand and pray daily that time will slow down a smidge so my 10 year old doesn't become a teenager so fast!

* The scale always lies. LIAR.

* Nash scowls at everyone. No matter what. Always. He's cute. But folks, he bites.

* Group B strep testing is super fun. (insert sarcasm)

* I am thoroughly convinced my doc would rather talk with Dave about his venison.

* Nash cannot hold an open bag of Skittles alone. No matter how much he protests. I saw this coming and still gave him the bag.

* The Starbucks gentleman thinks a scattered bag of Skittles is no big deal. Thank you friendly Starbucks gentleman!

* Bags of surprise gifts for kids should not be left on the front seat with trust that they won't peak. They peak.

I guess next week's appointment will include another trip to Starbucks and Target. (again, insert sarcasm)

I know you're all just waiting for this photo of the belly. Courtesy of Mom. Enjoy!



Nash playing with the covers for the stirrups ;)



an Army man, a crayon, a princess, Spiderman, a penguin, a Packer player, and a dragon - oh my!

Now that it's snowing, I thought I would make myself more miserable and post these from Halloween as a reminder of how incredibly beautiful it was for trick-or-treating that afternoon. The kids had a great time. They're starting to get the point of running door to door... mom wants candy, so run. ;) Our candy drawer is finally dwindling down and mom is tired of candy now. And probably 5 pounds heavier... we'll blame it on the candy.

here is where it started to get out of hand...

 

 

Tayt refused to cross the road with the other kids



Jax the dragon



giving Luke the run down

 

special Braylon - he was only mildly confused

I think he missed this house

Tayt had enough

hair balls

"Mom, are those hair balls?"  Tayt is mesmerized by the first snowfall today. 

end of the beautiful October days

I apologize that these photos are so old. They're from almost a month ago now. Remember those beautiful days in October we thought were the last... these are some photos from when we played outside on those days.

Lia's jump

notice the paint on his cheek

doesn't happen very often when T will let me take photos of him :)

character

To do what is right and just is more acceptable to the Lord than sacrifice.
~Proverbs 21:3

starting to feel like 'home'

We have officially moved! 18 days and counting since we moved to the old new house. As you can imagine with 5 children, 1 on the way, and way too much stuff, it's a longer process than expected. We are fortunate (and unfortunate at the same time) enough not to be rushed during this process, although I think I would rather have been rushed... the old house is a disaster! Some of our belongings are still over there and there is so much cleaning and painting and cleaning left to do before we can even think about showing it to any potential buyers. But we want to sell immediately... or 5 months ago... whichever.

Anyway, the old new house is slowly starting to feel more like home. We have yet to hang anything on the walls, butttt we are enjoying the wonderful sunlight during the morning hours. I have a hard time putting my camera down between 8:00 and 10:00 a.m. Thus... you get these... the beast :)

control

The only thing you can control is your own effort.
~Theodora van den Beld