Number 3

It is official, I am haveing another baby! WE have wanted this for awhile now, but I wanted to loose 30 pounds first. I lost 36 pounds, and decided it was time. WE are so excited about this, and we can't wait to meet our new baby.

I posted a video on facebook of us telling the kids. I was not going to do that because it was pretty personal. I wanted to record their reactions to share with our families, but it was too funny to not share with all of our friends and family. I know the rule is to wait until 12 weeks to share the news, but I don't typically follow rules, so there. I am 6 weeks, and the more prayers the better, so we decided to let everyone know.

Scarlett understands it much better than Owen. She has started helping me out more, especially with Owen. The other morning I heard the kids get up, and Scarlett took Owen to go potty, made him wash his hands, and got him some milk. What a great help she is going to be. Owen still wants to jump on me all the time, and when he is holding dolls, he is usually throwing them in the air, or stabbing them in the eye with something. :/

Where do babies come from?

So the other night I told the kids to pick out some books to read. Scarlett picked out a photo album of when she was born and wanted me to tell her about all of the pictures. We were looking at a picture of Mike and I giving her her first bath at the hospital, and she said,"mom, was you healing in this picture?". I was completely shocked. Why would she think I was "healing"? I have never talked to her about how babies are born. I said,"what do you mean?". She said, " was your foot healing?". I said, " what do you mean, was my foot healing?". She said, "what I came out of your foot, did it hurt?". Part of me wanted to say, "yes, of course you came out of my foot". Then I thought, "why do I have to explain this to a 5 year old?!?!,I thought I had a few more years before that conversation!". I knew I had to say something about it because I can't let her think women give birth through their foot(although, that might be more pleasant than where they really come out of, AND, for the record, it would be much easier if we fed our babies from our fingers). So,I said, "Scarlett, babies don't come out of mommies feet, they come out of our privates." She said, " GROSS!!!!". I hope she is not scarred!!!


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Growing pains

Today I took Scarlett to a tour of the kindergarten she will be going to in August. For the last two days, the school has taken groups of kids on a tour of the school. They get to look at the rooms, meet teachers, do an activity, eat lunch, and play on the playground. I have always assumed this transition was going to be easier on Scarlett than it would be on me, but it was confirmed today. We went to 6 different classrooms, and Scarlett knew someone in every class. I decided to let her go to the bathroom with all the other girls, while I waited outside. After a while I thought, " it is taking her a long time, I better go see if she is okay." I walked into the restroom and saw Scarlett and 4 other girls talking. She had not even gone to the bathroom, she was too busy making friends in the restroom! She was so sad when we had to leave. She can't to go back in August. It was hard for me to imagine her old enough for school, but it made me happy to no that she will have NO problem adjusting.

I also want to point out that being a kindergarten teacher has got to be an entertaining job. I was only there for 3 hours, and I learned a ton of things from the kids. One boy told me that his parents just bought a house for 180,000 thousands of dollars, and he got a new belt buckle. A girl asked Scarlett if she had a dad, and Scarlett said yes. Then the girl said to Scarlett,"I have tons of dads and two moms, but Nathan, he is the dad that can never come back to our house with his girlfriend. Her name is Lydia, do you know Lydia?" to which Scarlett replied, "I know Lydia." kids have the funniest conversations. Sad, but interesting.


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Dinosaur lake

Scarlett has been learning about dinosaurs in her class at daycare. The week Owen was sick, she had a dream about a dinosaur that had sharp teeth and was throwing up purple and orange throw up. (she has a purple and orange lava lamp) Since that dream, she has been scared to go to sleep, and has been having night terrors again. Last Friday, while the kids were in the bathtub, Scarlett started crying because she did not want to go to sleep. Keep in mind that I had been dealing with night terrors (any mom who has kids that have night terrors knows how crazy they are, so I was getting tired of the crying and I knew I had to come up with something to stop it. I said, "Scarlett, if you are so afraid of dinosaurs, I am going to take you to where they used to live, so you can see they don't exist anymore." As soon as the words left my mouth, I knew that this could be a bad idea. I got the kids out of the bath and got them in their pj's and drove them out to a lake in the woods. This is a good 20 minute drive, in the middle of the forest. When we got to the lake I said, "Look, do you see ANY dinosaurs?!" Scarlett said, "they must be extinct because I don't see any of them." Score, I assumed she was over her fear. Then, Owen said, "Mom, this place is creepy, I'm scared". It was dark so we could not see the lake really well. I said, "Owen, we will come back during the day to see the lake, and it won't be creepy." That night both kids went to sleep with no crying, and it has been great ever since.

The next day we decided to take the dogs and go to the "dinosaur lake". We had such a good time. I am loving my new phone, and the great pictures it takes.

Best daughter!

Last weekend, Scarlett and I drove to Las Cruces to she her bestie. One of my good friends from growing up has a daughter that is 2 weeks older than Scarlett. Scarlett and Naomi have been friends since birth. The sad thing it that we live two hours away from each other, so we don't get to see each other very often. Naomi's mom called me a few weeks ago to see if Scarlett and I could come to Las Cruces for a princess party. I thought it was a great idea, and it would be a chance for Scarlett and I to hang out together. We had such a great day. We took the girls to lunch, then to the princess party, and then to Starbucks for dessert. We also did some shopping without any boys. After our fun day with Naomi, we met up with my brother and sister in law for dinner. Here are some of the pictures from our awesome day.

Mixed emotions

After debating for a while about homeschooling, we have decided that public school will be best for Scarlett. She is way too social to be at home everyday. She loves to be around other kids. We asked her if she wanted to go to school, and her face lit up with excitement.

Next week, we are taking her to the kindergarten to look around and meet some teachers. We are lucky enough to live in a town where we can request teachers for our kids. We are able to request teachers that we know and respect, and who we think will be best suited for Scarlett's needs.

So, this August, our baby will be going to school. I am so sad that she is old enough for school, but happy at how excited she is to go. With Scarlett, I can promise that it will be much harder for me to let go than it will be for her. I am already preparing myself for this transition in our lives.

It's been a while.

During the crazy freeze, our pipes froze at our house. We could not go home until they thawed out, so we had to stay at my mom's house for a week. It was -28 degrees here in Ruidoso! Luckily we were in California in the nice sunny weather when it was freezing here.

When we finally got into our home, we had to deal with some busted pipes, (or should I say Mike had to deal with it) and then the sickness came! We went to church one Sunday, and then to birthday party after church. At the Birthday party, a child threw up everywhere. That was our cue to leave. When we got home, I texted the sick kids mom to see how he was doing. She said he was SICK, and that she was sure he got it from a kid that her child had been with the night before, who was throwing up all night. The sick kid who had been throwing up all night was in church the next day, and proceeded to spread his sickness to three other kids.

Owen got sick that following Tuesday night. He was so dehydrated that his eyes were sunken in, and he looked like the walking dead. I called the doctor and she told me to take him to the ER immediatly. I thought that was a little drastic, so I decided to wait one more hour. Finally, after he had been sick for 12 hours (every thrity minutes during that hour) he kept some Gatorade down. He did not eat food for 5 days, I missed three days of work, and then Mike got sick and missed two days of work. All because one mom HAD to bring her sick kid to church. I respect people enough that if my child is acting like they don't feel good, I stay home. I would appreciate that same respect from other people.