The boys sleep in bunk beds. They've never even tried to sleep in the same bed together before. So needless to say I was a little surprised when I went in their room to check on them at 4:00 in the morning and found this...

Makes me want to crawl in bed with them and snuggle, snuggle, snuggle.

you can't turn your back on this kid

I left the kitchen for 10 seconds...

sierra and her first fireworks

Sierra went to her first fireworks show. She did great. Didn't get startled at all.

Two the France

My morning conversation with the boy(s):

Me: Avery, we have an exciting weekend and it's starting right now!

Avery: What are we doing?

Me: Tomorrow we're going to see fireworks, and today the Tour de France starts!

Avery: What's the Two the France? (blasphemy!)

Me: It's the bike race that we watch every year, and cheer and scream for Lance Armstrong!

Avery: Is Daddy racing in it?

Me: No

Avery: Is it in France?

Me: Yes

Avery: oh, that must be why they call it the Two the France

Me: It's TOUR de FRANCE!

Reichen: Bike, Bike, Bike!

Let the white knuckled screaming begin! Go Lance! Go USA!

does she look like me?

From the day she was born, I've said that Sierra looks just like Wayne. But now that I see her along side my baby picture, maybe she does look a tad like me. What do you think?

This is me at 7 weeks. And Sierra at 4 1/2 weeks.

Spidey Cat

In two weeks, we'll be halfway to halloween. And it's my duty to have Indy ready for whatever costume may come his way. I think he secretly loves the preparation. We both know that we have a love/hate relationship. Today I love him, and he hates me.

Return of the Torpedo

The torpedo belly has returned. Not that I didn't expect it to. This picture was taken at 32 weeks. Of course the belly will only continue to grow... outward and more torpedo like.

During my last two weeks of pregnancy with Reichen, strangers would stare or comment on the size of my belly, or touch/rub it without asking. And this pregnancy is no different other than it all started much sooner. Just the other day in Wal-mart, a man who looked like he was in his 40's, let out with a loud exclamation "You are huge!! Dear Lord!!". Thinking he was saying this about his large wife, I thought to myself that this was very rude to say in public! But then I realized he's making eye contact with me. I said flatly, "You're talking to me aren't you." And he said "Yes, sister! Dear Lord, you are big!" All I could think to say was "you should see me in 4 weeks!"

I wonder what comments I'll be getting a month from now...