The morning of my ultra sound my husband asked the kids what they thought the baby would be. My son says "a boy baby!" My daughter shouts "a girl baby!" they continue to go back and forth with this until finally my son says "I know two babies one boy baby and one girl baby!" My daughter satisfied with this solution says "oh yes!"
Well there was only one baby and he looks healthy with everything accounted for thus far. Like our other children this little guy was not shy at all and very much wanted us to see that in fact he was all boy. He was very active. While he made it hard to get all the data that was needed he sure put on a good show even sticking out his tongue, yawning and giving us a big wave.
Friday, May 8, 2009
So after months of trying to grow out her bangs, and watching her literally look at me through her hair, I could take no more. She made it nearly impossible to brush, refused to let me put anything in it, and never seemed to mind it bouncing off her lashes. So I caved... I cut it...myself. My husband misses the old hair, I laugh every time I look at her, but it is just hair after all, it grows back right!
Saturday, May 2, 2009
My son to his dad: "Dad can you be a kid again and be my best friend?"
His dad truly is his best friend. It is sweet to watch them play, forming a bond I hope lasts forever.
When asked what he wants to be when he grows up "A dad!" always said with a beaming face.