Happy Thanksgiving!

Cue Music

The kids have a new favorite game. Surprisingly, Lincoln made it up. This is how it works:

One child sits in a chair with a piece of paper in hand. They say "next", and the other child comes in and stands before the stern looking child in the chair. Stern looking child says "cue music!" and the other child must dance as if their life depends on it. If the dance is good enough they are presented with a ticket to Vegas. If not, they are told that they will not be moving on. If they get a ticket then they become the judge.

They play this for hours. Jackson is the most ruthless judge, and rarely gives tickets. He cracks me up.


Another reason he cracks me up is that he calls Edward from Twilight "Swiper". He refuses to call him Edward. Well, he is kind of a fox, I guess Ü

in the spirit of thanksgiving

Musings part 2

things i'm missing lately:

England- I miss walks through Kensington Gardens, staying up late in the common room talking about anything and everything and then falling asleep in class the next morning, the tube, the Flake in the McDonald's ice cream cone....I could go on and on.

College life- by which I mean my life taking dance classes {oh, how my heart, soul, and body misses it}, Dr. Matheson & all he taught me about the "intellectual traditions of the west", going to concerts of friends in the local band scene every weekend....

Dancing- moving, learning, teaching, expressing, burning {calories that is...sometimes I wonder why I was always thin and am now not so thin. Oh yeah, it's because I was exercising 8+ hours a day. Duh.}.


I want these:

Matt refuses to put Christmas lights on our house. Can't say I blame him, but sometimes I miss having them when I see all of the houses in our neighborhood that have been professionally decked out in twinkling festiveness. I think if I could talk him into it this is the most I would get {the house on the right} ↓

This is pretty funny:

Hormones

I think that I may quite possibly be starting to feel like some semblance of a human being. I have rare moments where I actually feel like cooking and doing a load of laundry. They're rare, but at least they're there!

However, the hormones are just beginning to have a Jekyll & Hyde effect on me. Take today, for instance. My dad emailed this video for Kensie to watch (which is quite amazing. makes me want to bust out the ol' jump rope) and I bawled through the whole thing. BAWLED. Why? Who knows?! The kids were staring at me like I was crazy. Let's be honest, I was.

Ah, pregnancy.

Kensie's Week

self-portrait found on my camera

This past week was all about Kensie. She was awarded first place in the Choreography/Dance category for Reflections and will now move on to the district level. It was so cute to see her face when they called her name! She was most excited to get her very own trophy.









She also auditioned for the 3rd grade play, and found out that she will be playing the part of Thief #2 in Scrooge. She was hoping for one of the ghosts, but she's excited just to have a part!

Way to go, Kens!!

Telling the kids

Proof

I had my first doctor's appointment on November 4th. I had to haul the two boys with me during naptime. Let's just say it wasn't the most pleasant experience I've had....

I've always joked in the past how I wish they wouldn't be able to hear the heartbeat on the first visit so I could have an ultrasound. Don't ever wish that. My nerves were already shot because the boys were driving me bananas, and it didn't help that I saw the PA instead of my doctor that day. She tried & tried but no luck. She was sure that the baby was just hiding under my scar tissue but sent me for an ultrasound just to be sure.

So, I had to haul the boys up to the hospital {thank goodness for valet parking}. As I was leaving Dr. Sharp hurried out to give me a hug and tell me that everything would be fine {I love my doctor!}. The ultrasound tech made sure to show me the heartbeat first so I could relax. Everything looked fine & we were on our way with proof of an actual baby!

It was good to get that proof, since Matt was convinced that we were having twins {not that I wouldn't have wanted that}. Now he can stop teasing me about it.

Another bright spot to this nerve racking day was the fact that the nurse mistakenly charted my weight at 115 {bahaha!}. I was soooo tempted not to say anything, but decided I'd better confess so that they didn't think I'd eaten a whole cow or something at my next visit.

"the power of finding beauty in the humblest things makes home happy and life lovely."

-louisa may alcott

Halloween Fun

batman, fireman, and fortune teller

Honestly, Halloween was less than stellar this year {at least I felt that way. Hopefully the kids did not}. I barely got the decorations up. It took everything I had just to get the kid's costumes put together {which is not saying much considering Jackson's was Lincoln's old one, Lincoln's was my brother's old one, and we borrowed most of Kensie's from my mom}.

The kid's had their school Halloween parade on Friday. We were so lucky to have both sets of Grandparent's there, as well as Matt {he doesn't often get to attend such events}.

I volunteered {BEFORE I was preggers and miserable} to help with Lincoln's class party afterward.
The kids had fun reading spooky stories, playing witch hat ring toss, decorating cookies, and making witch's brew. Jackson LOVED hanging out with the big kids!




We carved pumpkins the afternoon of Halloween {LOVED having Halloween on the weekend!}. Matt & the kids did most of the gut removal and carving {the smell of pumpkin guts made me want to hurl} while I roasted pumpkin seeds. Jackson refused to even touch the pumpkin innards, but was constantly wiping phantom guts off his hands and onto his shirt!

It was the perfect night for trick-or-treating. The kids didn't even wear jackets! They had fun going around the neighborhood with Matt while I stayed back to hand out the candy and watched Halloween H2O {lame, by the way}. We had a first this year when two moms showed up at the door wanting candy for all of their kids who "got too tired, but they'll be sad in the morning if they don't have any candy". Seriously?!