It's 3 am on December 31st. I'm nursing my baby. And I've decided I have to catch up on the ol' blog before the new year. It's been a while. And I've got a lot to share. But I haven't edited a photo in two months (coincidentally, that's how old my baby is!) I'm typing one-handed, and I can't see the keyboard (a challenge for anyone, but for those of us who never bothered to learn typing it's really fun...). So what I'm trying to say is, here's what I wanted to tell you but didn't.
We had a baby. I guess I did tell you that. But it was kind of a big deal. I love him.
His brothers and his Daddy love him, too. What is it about seeing your big kids with your new baby? Pure bliss. And your husband with his new little one? Swoon.
My brother is an artist. And thank goodness for that, since we had a boy who needed to be Darth Maul for Halloween.
My house has been taken over by Pokemon. Camden was having some, let's call them "discipline issues," and needed an "incentive. He worked hard on his behavior and finally earned the pack of Yu-Gi-Oh cards he'd been wanting. Upon getting to the store - and figuring out he could get either ten pokemon cards for the price of five yu-gi-oh... we've become a pokemon family. Mandisa doesn't quite get it. But she's willing to give it a try for her boys.
I took photos of my sweet little one-week-old Nick.
Then I took pictures of my sweet little two-week-old Nick.
Speaking of two-week-old babies, how many do you know that were already smiling? Because mine was! Have you ever seen anything so cute in your whole entire life?
I kinda like my siblings. Just a little bit.
Camden played soccer. He is awesome. If I do say so myself. His biggest problem this fall was that sometimes he played too well. And then his coach would tell him to hold back. No need to run up the score in U8 soccer...
Jake's class gave a concert. There is absolutely nothing more entertaining than watching a bunch of third gators stand in front of a crowd.
Twenty-five cents a bag and the chance to use "power tools" means Mommy gets an almost clean yard.
Move over Michaelangelo. Nick's discovered ceiling fans. Your Sistine Chapel's got nothing on these things.
Twelve years ago, as I was getting ready to go out one evening, my grandmommy asked me where I was going. I told her I was going to be Mary at the Temple. She looked a little shocked and asked, "With who?" "Dan." She thought I had said I was going to be married at the Temple, and was just a little surprised since at that point I had only been out with this guy once. No worries, Grandmommy. I was just going to freeze my bum off being Mary in the live Nativity. But I got to look at those pretty blue eyes while freezing my bum off. And went to be married at the Temple - with Dan - the next Christmas.
This year we got to hold a real live baby. And we were inside, so no freezing bums. But he's still got those pretty blue eyes. And I think his new baby might be lucky enough to have them, too. Maybe...
Jake turned NINE. We celebrated with a Harry Potter party. It was pretty much the coolest party ever.
Camden is - hands down - the best, most attentive big brother ever. I'm so glad he gets to be one!
And then there's Mandisa, who takes her responsibilities very seriously.
Okay, the baby is going back to bed, and so must I.