May 19, 2012

Sweetest Dreams

Usually when the kids go to bed, I'm pretty strict about "No Noise, No Getting Out Of Bed". The kids get a warning, and then I shut their door. Neither of them like that. Well, last week Mike was out of town and I was just tired of being the "bad guy" all the time. I started putting them to bed and then going to my room and shutting the door. One night I went in to check on them and Lily had climbed out of her bed and into James's and they had fallen asleep together. It melted my heart.
Since then, Lily has begged for "sleep-overs". That used to mean she wanted Mike or me to sleep on her floor (and Mike has been a great sport and camped out with them a few times), but now it means she wants to curl up with James. I've given in once, figuring we can let it be a little treat whenever the kids don't need to get a good night's sleep. James still rolls around so much that he ends up getting kicked in the face during the middle of the night. I sure love my babies, and I'm so thrilled that they love each other!!

Garden Time

A couple weeks ago we transplanted several of our veggie plants outside. I checked the weather every day and any time the "low temperature for the day" threatened to be below 36 degrees, I covered the beds to protect our little seedlings. This last week it has been so warm and sunny, so I've left the cover off and some of our little plants are thriving! Others, like our cucumber and onions, are not doing so well. Oh well, live and learn. The radishes, mixed in with our lettuce, were seeds planted straight into the bed. The broccoli were starts we got from Native Roots (love them!). The basil must have been planted last year, because it came back with a vengeance! Everything else we started inside from seed.
Onion - this is the best looking out of 15 transplants
Carrots
Top left: lettuce & radishes, zucchini in the middle, corn on bottom
Broccoli
Sad, sad cucumbers
Peas
Strawberries
Basil
Lily modeling next to our first red strawberry!
She's such a cute poser - don't know where she gets it from :)

26 Weeks

When I was a senior in high school, I was in choir. We ordered dresses without being able to try them on, and I was quite in denial about how thin I was, so I ordered an 8 when I should have ordered a 2 or a 4. Because I had better things to spend my money on than a tailor, I didn't get my dress taken in. No biggie, right? Fast forward 12 years (has it really been TWELVE YEARS?!). I'm a MOPS mom, and our last meeting was the MOPScars (like the Oscars, complete with fancy dresses, awards, and hors d'oeuvres). I'm almost 6 months pregnant, so I was sure there was no way I'd fit into one of my old prom dresses. I got them out anyway, just to see if I could find one with a generous cut. Surprise! My old choir dress fit! In fact, the hardest part was zipping it over my bust (Lily said "Mama, is that going to fit over your boobs?" HA!). I got a picture or two, just for proof - and here I am at 26 weeks:
I'm still throwing up about three times a day, and nauseated all day and night, but since it's become my new "normal", I'm just dealing with it. The kids barely blink an eye anymore, except when it comes time to flush the toilet - they fight over that "privilege" and cry if I do it before they have a chance to come see. I've got weird kids.

May 11, 2012

Happy 30th Mike!



Mike's birthday isn't until Sunday, but since he'll be flying to Denver that day, we celebrated tonight. All day as the kids and I decorated, James kept saying "Happy Birthday Daddy". We had a yummy dinner of tilapia in a creamy sauce, mashed sweet potatoes, and a mixed green salad.

Helping open presents


 

Mike got home from Crossfit right as dinner got finished, so I made him eat before I let him take a shower :) Sorry honey!