Color!

The basement's getting a paint job this week,

and WHOA!

It's gonna glow in the dark.

26 Weeks

Counting down the days until we can officially say we're in the third trimester.

It doesn't seem there's much else to count to these days since baby is pretty well developed, just growing bigger every day.  Except maybe I could count how many times each day baby has hiccups...'cause that's just ridiculous!  Poor little guy can hardly get a nap without being woken by the hic-um-ups.  Neither can I.

By the way, how weird is it that I'm growing a penis inside my body?  Weirds me out, every time I think about it.  Just goes to show that men need women right from the very beginning.  Even to grow a penis.

Third trimester here we come!

Baby Teeth

My sister pointed out to me today that my first boy is losing his baby teeth, just as my third boy is growing his inside his gums.  Yes, Luke has begun to outgrow his baby teeth.  His "bear trap" as my Dad calls it, will become a little more frightening as those adult teeth grow in.  For now we just have an early Jack O' Lantern in our house.  And a curious mother needs to know how much baby teeth are going for these days, because the tooth fairy didn't leave very specific instructions. Anybody know?

More from California...

Happy 57th Birthday hot dog for Grandpa!

Jane puts in Sarah's crown.

Laurie throws a beautiful shower in her new home.

We made Sarah put everything that she opened on, immediately, and without ever taking anything off!  So...how do you wear colanders?

Luke and Seamus went to kindergarten with Grammy one morning.

The pump house finally matches the house.  Sorry Derek and I didn't do that six years ago, Dad!  But look at that reach!  Consider this our contribution to your physio ;)

2,000 miles from here

We started homeschooling yesterday and though the photos look idyllic, it was a crazy day that, if I'm honest with you, ended with most of us in tears.  I know a large part of the frustration was due to how much I had worked up "the first day", to make it an extra-fun-packed-wonderful-day.  And a large part is due to the fact that I had to assert my authority as "the teacher" for the first time...which didn't go over well with "the student".

Anyway, today was a little better, and included Luke's first day of piano lessons which he says he enjoyed (rather unusual for him to admit on the first try!).  And to really ice the cake, this afternoon I got to sit and edit photos.  Oh boy, there is such a backlog of photos!  And the ones I really really wanted to share with you are the ones that made me smile so big, like remembering something that happened ages ago...but which are really from 9 days ago.  9 days ago we were in California celebrating my sister's marriage to Stephen.  Here are a few highlights of that trip.

According to some (short) people, the whole reason for our trip was to see this "Sweet Ginger-Peachy" girl.

Everyone pitched in to help set up.

And people who work hard, play hard.

 

 

This is pretty much all anyone saw of Seamus all night: a wet blur, and a squirt in the face.  He ran around shooting complete strangers with his water gun, laughing and giggling to burst.  Thankfully it was hot and nobody really minded getting wet.

The beautiful Sabrina lights.  Can you believe my parents live here?!  Like, every day.  They wake up and this is where they live.  Man, some days I am so jealous.

Even Grandpa Walter got out on the dance floor!

The bride didn't sit out a single dance.  It was an unforgettable party.

 

First Day of Kindergarten

This morning started with a phone call to Grandpa to chat about what's expected of a kindergartener.  Then we ate Apple Spice Waffles with apples from our very own tree (Simply in Season), and Derek came home from work to celebrate with us.  Luke is in Kindergarten!  And that makes me a kindergarten teacher!  Whew.  We are in for an adventure, I think.

Dear little corn cob

After a long hot summer of watering and weeding and watching, perhaps my favorite thing to harvest is sweet corn.  On the BBQ.  Fresh off the stalk.  Still in it's husk.  Mmmm.

This week we are told our dear little one is the size of an ear of corn, inside my uterus that has expanded to the size of a soccer ball!!

Dear little corn cob, we already love your little ears.  We love to watch and feel your movements (even when they're keeping me awake).  We are happy to watch your silk ripen, and wait for that cold Winter day when we get to meet you face to face.  We all love corn, but not as much as we already love you.

What a wonderful treat to harvest, prepare and enjoy sweet corn grown in our own backyard!  What a delight to be so intricately connected to the process of growth from the very beginnings of a tiny seed, to our growing family's table fellowship.  What an honor to know you before you become the fullest You.  To know you while you're still a part of me.

24 weeks.