Oh the Bliss!

You might see this and think loads of alcohol were involved, but no, this is just one of the crazy moments that can happen anytime we get together with our buds the Snells and the the Wilsons. Ok, maybe there was a beer or two being consumed, really though, it wasn't nearly enough to excuse the event you're about to witness.

(Slightly boring post, FYI, it's a shame too because I actually do have a ton of unboring things I could write about...) I just want to remember a couple of things Ben's been saying lately... He is one clever, logical little boy and sometimes his reasoning of things is so great. Often wrong, but still so great. Mark questioned Ben's reasoning one afternoon for wearing his Sunday best shoes while rummaging in the dirt pile, gathering wood. M: Ben, are you supposed to be wearing your nice shoes right now? B: Essentially, Dad, I can wear these shoes at church, in the dirt, or when I'm gathering wood. M: Hmm, well ok then. On not wanting to share... Me: Ben, what if your cousin had some really cool toy and didn't want to share with you? B: (Very, a matter-of-factly) Then I'll take all their toys and there won't be any to share. (or something along those lines). Ben and Addison both completed the summer reading program at the library and received a bag of loot fo

We're thrilled to be expecting our fourth little Fitz! Woo hoo! Four kids! That's awesome, right? Yes! It's what I've always wanted, and geez, I think Mark would have a thousand if I'd be up for that. (But I'm not). Four is my body's limit. Here's a little list of answers to what would be my questions if you were pregnant with your fourth. Hope I cover everything, if not feel free to ask. :-) ~ Yes, we planned on having a fourth. ~ No, we were not trying. ~ Yes, Mark is excited, probably a bit more than I am at this point. I would've liked a few more months of feeling normal before I was flung back into abnormalcy. But I guess at this point feeling abnormal is my normal. ~ No, We're not mormon. (Shout out to all my LDS friends!) ~ Yes, we're glad they're going to be close together in age. We really see this as a plus. ~ No, we will (most likely) not be finding out the gender. Why mess with tradition? ~ Yes, this is my last pregnancy, Lord

And by Lol I mean Lolly, not Laugh Out Loud, which is how I thought she was signing her emails the first few times she wrote me. :-) It was refreshing to be with her, even in the midst of our family feeling crummy health-wise, she just came along and blessed our hearts with her sweet words, gifts and actions. One day, while I was in the lowest of lows, she brought me homemade chocolate chip banana bread and cleaned my kitchen while tending to all our children, just like the good ol' days. People often ask me how I'm doing without Lolly around since she moved and on days like that day it hits hard how truly far away she lives. It's really the small things, like shared banana bread and folding laundry, that I miss most. BUT, I will not let sadness define our relationship! We love love love getting to be together, with our families especially, and we will always be looking forward to those times, however few and far between they may be. The night before she and the kids left w

I'm reading a really interesting book called Real Food for Mother and Baby, by Nina Planck, which is all about foods women should be eating before, during and after having a baby, and really what foods everyone should be eating all the time. Mark read her first book, simply Real Food, and it basically changed his eating life. I'm not as easy to sell because apparently Kraft Macaroni and Cheese does not fall into the "real food" category. But it is a much better read than I anticipated and I'm learning a lot more than I had initially wanted to. (No one wants to be told to stop eating Mac-n-cheese, am I right or am I right?) There's probably no way Mark was going to get me to read her first book, but when she recently came out with this one which is tailored made for women and speaks my love language of Baby I had to give it a try. I'm only a few chapters in, but I'm going to go ahead and recommend this book to any woman thinking about having a baby, hav

Since everyone seems to be well on their way to their healthy, happy selves in my household, me included, here's a list of things I'd like to do to my house do completely rid us of any lasting germs. 1. Take a leaf blower and blow every last piece of dusty-germy-hairbally sickness outside. 2. Take a Power Washer and blast the whadoodles out of all the surfaces in my house. 3. Burn all bed sheets and start over with 1,000 count. (What? It's my wish list.) 4. Find the deepest deep sucking vacuum known to man and suck the daylights out of the carpets. 5. Get one of those super-ultra-extreme air purifiers that you seen on Extreme Home Makeover when they re-do a really really sick person's house (no disrespect, I know we're not even one tenth as sick as those sick folks) and make our air squeaky-clean. That's what I wish I could do. I hate being sick. I hate having a sick husband and sick kids. It's easy for me to feel overwhelmed and lost in self pity. I get s

I'm not sure if this is the best dinner to give a ten month old, but he LOVED the ribs. Licked them clean! Couldn't get enough! It was rather hilarious. I handed him one of mine thinking he'd just gnaw on it a bit (side note: why the heck it there a 'g' in front of naw? Who's idea was that?) and when I looked back at him he had completely cleaned it. I wish we had video of the first couple when he was super gung ho about it. Still, it's pretty funny.