Happy Halloween!

Aren't these cute? I'm pretty proud!

Always Wanted!

As you can tell, we are a little bit OBSESSED with the gender of Baby Benton. Don't get me wrong, we will LOVE whatever sweet baby is sent our way, but a little girl would be added perfection. Onto the point! While we were out to dinner because everyone knows a pregnant woman should not be required to cook, and lucky for my, Jusband agrees, I received this fortune:

YOU WILL SOON RECEIVE SOMETHING YOU HAVE ALWAYS WANTED

Except it was written in Blue instead of Pretty in Pink. I can pretty much guarantee you I haven't always wanted 3 boys.

Oh wait, I already have 3 boys:

Still holding a bit of hope for the 5% ...

Well, I said we are a bit crazy here wondering about sweet baby Benton. They have some crafty DNA test that looks for male DNA in my blood - if it's there, then I'm having a boy. It comes with a 95% success rate. Let me tell you this though - it was an awful test. You had to prick your finger and bleed in 4 circles ... all of that for this:


Congratulations!

Based on our Pink or Blue test results, we are pleased to inform you that you’ll be having a baby

BOY!!!
We would like to thank you for using our Pink or Blue® Early Gender Test and hope this experience has brought you joy. Every Pink or Blue® DNA Test result carries a 95% accuracy rate and a money-back guarantee. If you have any additional questions or comments, please feel free to contact us through email or at 1-866-6-WHAT-R-U (Mon-Fri 9-5pm & Sat 10-4pm).

Except for the Boy was in bright blue! Still holding out hope that technology is WRONG and there is a sweet baby girl in there.

On the flip side, I SWEAR I feel baby moving like crazy this morning. I forgot how cool that feels.

Priceless

Gas to drive Lion to karate: $6/day
Karate lessons per months: $40
New belt and testing every other month: $50

Lion giving a kid a black eye because he and his older brother were holding him down during karate practice: PRICELESS

We may be short around here, but we don't take anybody's CRAP!

And maybe this karate isn't such a racket after all.

The Big Debate!

Obviously it's been awhile since I have blogged. I have no excuse for the month of June, or even July really - except lack of motivation. But August - I have you covered. Morning sickness this time around is REALLY something special. I'm hoping it's because baby is a girl, but I've read too much to know it really has nothing to do with it. I'm going to guess age and weight this time around; both of which are significantly higher than with any other pregnancy. YIKES! Maybe they can do a tummy tuck when they do this c-section ...

Speaking of my baby girl desire, we have gone a little crazy with baby predictions this time around. Little background info: Baby is due April 9, so she'll (can't blame a girl for trying) delivered April 1 (no joke). That makes me 10 weeks and 1 day as of today. That means I can try crazy things like:



I didn't take a picture of my result, but it looked pretty much just likes this:



I'm still holding out hope that the Chinese calendar rings true for us!!

I did it!

I have been known to not do things that I am no good at and being quite rude about it. Big shocker to those of you that know me well. It seems that Lion has, unfortunately, inherited that endearing quality that you all love about me. After many falls, tears, and "I'm not doing that anymore," he finally did it. It seems he is trying to grow completely up before he starts *tear* Kindergarten in the fall. Of course, we were all alone at the playground, and I was watching Talon when he did. Sometimes, genetics are really scary.



I happened to catch the last few bars, and I cheered him to the finish. He ended up falling, so I cheered him on again and again until we got a good picture and video to send to Dad. I told him his dad texted back, "Good job!!!" Then I asked him how he got so good at those monkey bars. He replies, "Must have been those nice words from my dad." What the heck? Who was cheering you on? Who took you to the park? Who sent the picture to your dad? Oh - just your mom who loves you and spends every waking moment with you. I guess I am suffering from overexposure.

I will say that dear Jusband is a fabulous dad, and my boys love the heck out of him. At least I will know I have done one thing right in this life, if nothing else, and that is scoring an awesome father for my children. And that makes my heart sing.

I no feel gud!

Yesterday as we were getting ready to go to a new playgroup with MOM's Club, Talon comes in my room and says, "I no feel gud!" He had the sick face and was holding his stomach. I think, that's life! Anytime we're looking forward to doing something fun, someone comes down with something. I proceed to ask him what is wrong, and all I get is, "I no feel gud" with a sad head shake. I say, "Baby, you have to tell Mommy what is wrong so we can fix it." Well, you moms know what happened next as I am standing nicely dressed with my hair and makeup done for the first time all week, right?

Talon says, "I no clean my room. I no feel gud!"

A child truly after my own heart. Manual labor to be done and I get sick too!