Oh, Happy Day!

Geez, you're the greatest.

There's nothing you can't do.

You are our hero.

We love you so, Daddy-O!

Totally Random.....

EVERY time I see one of these


My inner voice screams...SSSSSQQQQUUUUIIIRRRRIREEEELLLLL!!!!!!

Because of this scene

From this movie.


Please tell me this happens or has happened to you.

Please.

Who Doesn't Love A Fun Trip To Urgent Care?

Yesterday, little Maggers took a nose dive onto our "box of books", resulting in a severed frenulum.(5 points if you know what that is.)

Ouch.

Lots of tears and LOTS of blood.

Gross.

Highlights from the trip:

*Being seen by a 99 year old "doctor". (I am being very conservative with his age.)

* "Doctor" entered our room, checked Maggers chart, then asked, "So, what happened to Rocco?" Then proceeded with, "He's a big little guy."

*Convincing him that "Rocco" was Maggie and that "he" is in fact a she, to which he replied in a puzzled tone, "Really?"

* Explaining that her "tan" is her God given coloring, to which he replied, "Really?"

* Having to explain her tubes in her ears. "Doctor" was surprised to see them and VERY interested in the reasoning as to why I decided to put my nine month old through surgery.

* Sitting through a lecture about the importance of baby proofing ones home.

* Stumping "Doctor" with my "how do you baby proof books?" question at the end of his rant, I mean, lecture.

* "Doctor" telling me that there is nothing to do but "cross my fingers" that her frenulum will attach itself to her upper gum over time.

* Attempting to hide my look of shock while listening to his care instructions of "no suckers, orange juice, or fried foods for the next 72 hours".

* Attempting to hold back my urge to fire back, "She's 11 months old for goodness sake! Suckers? Orange juice? French fries? SERIOUSLY???"

* Waiting for a good twenty five minutes after his departure from our room because the pleasant and helpful nursing staff refused to let us leave due to fact that the "doctor" had yet to release us and would do so when he was done "helping" his next victim, I mean, patient.

He's Here!

Tristan Kennan was born early Monday morning at 3:40am via cesarian section. Although he was four weeks early, he weighs 7 pounds and is 19 1/2 inches long. Both Kasey and Tristan are doing wonderfully! My mom and I were so fortunate to have been in town to meet this little miracle. What a perfect little baby! The entire family is overwhelmed with joy... and surprise to have this sweetest baby in our lives.

Four Grandchildren.....

The fifth one may be here sooner than expected.
But, that's how Kasey does it.

Hours ago, my sister took this lovely picture of our beautiful babies. Now, on the eve of the girls and I heading back home, that third little stinker of a boy can't wait to come out and be a part of the fun.

I should be sleeping.

I should be packing.

Instead I anxiously wait for news.

While blogging.

And eating brownies.

And pacing like a zombie in and out of the boy's room. Touching their sweaty hands and kissing their warm cheeks. I just love them so. The thought of one more baby boy to smother with kisses and love like he's one of my very own.... I can't wait!

But, I must.

So, I wait.

And blog.

And eat the last crusty s'more left out on the counter which were made after tonight's photoshoot.

And wait.........

We're Ready

laughing
playing
eating
hugging
trampoline
candy
late night t.v.
slumber party
Baby shower
Winco
parks
outlet shopping
Scategories
cousins
sisters
slip n' slide
ice ream pig out
bedtime stories
best friends
Rincon burritos
relaxing