I posted it on the other blog so I though I might as well let the whole world see what I have been complaining about.

Countdown!

Yeah for me,
I have an official date. Today at my appointment they told me they would schedule my induction for Friday the 12th of October, exactly what I was hoping. That means two weeks and three days from now I should be getting back to my cheerful self. Oh, I can't wait!

baby connisseur

I almost got out my old french dictionary to check out the spelling on that word, then figured the four people who read this blog wouldn't care!

So we were at a Mexican restaurant in Park City with the family and Justin and I got horchata. (Just in case it's a rice milk drink with cinnamon in it.) We love it. Ashley tried a sip and said, "mmmmm, cinnamon!" You've just got to love a two-year-old fat kid who can pick out spices in new foods!

These other pictures are to illustrate another funny habit of Basher's. She loves to block the way and say, "what's the password?" It is usually bibbity-boppety-boo, please, por favor, abre, or other things like that. Sometimes she makes you say several. It struck me as so funny at gigantic Sunset Park that the little tiny thing ran ahead to "block" the path.

And they sailed on.

My Dad told me that in the Mayflower log the most common entry was "And they sailed on," meaning much of life must be trudged through a day at a time and is not glamourous. I think a pregnant woman must have kept that log--a nice one who knew to say nothing when you have nothing nice to say. I'm 32 weeks now, and trudging on.

Vacation Pics

Camille and Ashley wouldn't leave baby David alone! They just loved him. Cam especially was very good with him and one night she laid beside him and fell asleep putting his passy back in.

Cam was nervous on the boat at first, but then she got comfortable and had so much fun. She even helped out with the rope a couple times. In this picture she has a tight grip on the boat, and also on the baby's carseat to make sure he's okay!

The girls loved the bow of the boat and call it the "flying seat."

Vacation

So we have had two "vacations" since my last post. Parts of Justin's family came here for a couple weeks, and we just got back from a week in Park City with my family. We've had a lot of fun, but I think once you are a mother they should call it something else, like temporary relocation or something like that. I'm exhausted!