Brad decided that his life wasn't busy enough....so he decided to buy a dirt bike. Well, being the wonderful wife that I am, I agreed that that could be a good idea. IF.........I got to spend just as much in decorating our very bare house.
So After a trip to Tai pan and Palmers in Salt Lake, and a few visits to a place called Real deals, our house looks a lot more homier. These are just a couple of pics of the boys playing in one of the trunks that I bought.
My sweet little girl.....is not so sweet...during the day. She has done better than my other kids at night, which is really all that counts, but she just cries during the day if she's not being held. typical girl right? I'm really excited because I think I might have finally gotten my blue eyed kid. Her eyes are the same sky blue as her dads. I'm excited to see if they stay that way.
I took these a couple of weeks ago....when it was supposed to be warm. The boys were having cabin fever so despite the wind...they went outside and played in the dirt. I think we were all deceived because the sun was shining, but by the snot running down both of their noses, I think you can tell temperatures were probably no higher than 35 degrees. When I came out and saw Westley's dirtstach I had to take a picture.
Well, the boys felt a little left out....so we snapped some pics of them too.
Belle is 3 weeks old today, and I've been tryin to get some pics taken. Every time I try to do it the sun isn't out, or I'm to tired or something. I'm still not satisfied, but for now, here's what I've got. When I was taking the ones of Belle with her on my white robe, I knew we were asking for trouble, and we got it. My new white robe.....poop and pee. Brad was so mad. Fortunately it came out. Other than that She did such a good job.
Actually, she was here a week ago, but things have been a little crazy. Last Sunday night Brad took me to the hospital at 1:00 am, then she came at 5:54 am. She weighed 7 lbs 13 oz (my biggest) and was 21 1/2 in long. The boys have been so great with her. Miles just loves on her and to my surprise is amazingly soft and gentle. Wes is great also, he likes to narrate her every move.
Well, last week I went in and was 75% and a 2. (effaced and dilated for those who don't know the pregnant lingo) I am sooo ready. I finally got out the bassinet and got the baby's hospital bag ready. Although, now that I think about it, I should probably pack a little boys outfit too....you know, just in case. naaah. It's a girl. right? Anyways. The plan is (as if you can plan these things) that on Thursday night or Friday morning I'll go walking. One of life's cruelties is that Dads don't get time off when babies are born, so were trying to get her out on the weekend. I go in again to be checked on thursday.
