Overheard

4 year old girl: Leave me alone, my head is killing me.

10 year old boy: That brownie was disgusting, but I ate it anyway.

3 year old girl: (at the top of her lungs) He knows when you are sleeping, he knows when you're awake.

Ready or Not

 

Full term. Little Miss could come any time.

35 Weeks

I am officially 35 weeks. Only 35 days (give or take) left until we meet our Lil Hen. 

Everything looks good. She is head down (yay!!) and yesterday at our appointment it felt like she is in the perfect position for birth! 

Chili's Salsa

Oops- this has been posted on the cooking blog: here

Primary

Me: I'll make a deal with you. If you are all good today and I don't have to shush you or move your chair, I will make cookies next week.
Kids: Really?!
Me: Yes. So, do we have a deal?
Kids: Yes!
*All the boys talking at once, one kid tilts his chair back and hits the wall*
Me: You lost the cookies already.

After class:

Destiny: (Whispering) Can I still get cookies?

****

Julia: (reading)   Acts 16:16 ¶And it came to pass, as we went to prayer, a certain damsel possessed with a spirit of divination met us, which brought her masters much gain by ^asoothsaying:


Colin: I didn't know Professor Trelawney was in the Bible!
Julia: (Searching her scriptures again) Where? I don't see her.
Me: She was the Professor of Divination. But, Harry Potter is not in the Bible!

****

Me: What has happened to you guys?! You used to be so good in class and now we can't get you guys to sit still or be reverent.
Aiden: We used to be good?
Me: Yes! I enjoyed coming to class.
Colin: I don't know why, but Sundays seem to be my hyper days.

****

Sister B: How can we show reverence to our friends?
Younger boy: By sharing our toys with them.
Older boy: Which he doesn't do!

****

Sister B: ...They brought President Hinckley out onto the field on a golf cart. All of the teenagers were so quiet and reverent.
Younger Boy: Was it his dead body?
Sister B: Oh no! Sorry, he was alive! He was waving at the crowd and smiling. I didn't mean to make it sound like it was his funeral.

****

Other Sister B: We're going to sing Away in A Manger. Girls sing the first "Asleep" and boys sing the second.
Colin and Grayson: (high pitch) Asleep (low pitch) Asleep (high pitch) Asleep (low pitch) Asleep.

Apple Pie

My first attempt at homemade apple pie. My sister Joanna posted the recipe HERE. I was quite proud of myself. It was easy thanks to my apple peeler/corer/slicer.

Jeff: Oh, that pie looks good...
Me: I hear a but coming.
Jeff: It looks like it was made by someone who has never made a pie before.
Me: Well, I haven't ever made an apple pie before.
Jeff: It is sinking in the middle.
Me: Then you don't have to eat it! *storms off*

***

Father-in-law: This pie is delicious! You made this?
Me: I did! *Stink eye at Jeff*
Mother-in-law: I love homemade pie so much better than store bought. The apples are so tender.
Me: Thank you! (to Jeff) See?!

Look at the Camera, Bella!

Attack!

The bear in the middle is Brenan's honey bear. The surrounding mob belongs to Lauryn.

It doesn't look good for honey bear.

The Animal Whisperer

Saturday night we went to dinner at my brother's house. They have a cat and a dog. They both love to hang out with Jeff. The cat is usually cuddled up right next to him, but he moved right before I took the picture. 

No Fair!

She isn't even born and she already has cuter clothes than me. Lil Hen has style, thanks to BabySteals.

One Thing!

Every week we like to ask our Primary kids one thing that  they did during the week. It helps us to get to know them a little better. We have a few kids who like to blur the rules a little and tells us more than one thing. Last week, one girl tried to tell us her day from waking up Saturday until she came to church on Sunday.

Me: Tell me one thing you did this week. ONE thing.
Julia: Can I say two things?
Me: ONE thing!
Savannah: Just tell one thing but go really slow.

I Have a Problem

I have a problem. My problem is with single men over the age of 30 in the state of Utah. I am sure I would have a problem with the single over 30 men in your state, too. But I am basing this post on the ones surrounding me.

I know not all men are like the ones I am angry with, but the good ones are sure hiding out in some pretty good spots, because we can’t find them. Come out and play good guys, prove to us that you do exist, because we are starting to wonder. Don’t let the jerks ruin it for you. The nice guys really do win! I promise you!

I have a lot of single friends. I used to be one, and I hung out with some pretty awesome girls! Occasionally they still let me party with them. Why I am married now and they are still single is beyond me. I don’t have any more to offer than they do. These women have amazing faith, perseverance and they blow me away with their acts of service and compassion. I am baffled as to why they are constantly dumped on by low caliber men.

These women want to follow the counsel of our church leaders. They want to be married in the temple and raise a righteous posterity. If you are not of our faith, let me just explain. We believe that the family is central to God’s plan. He wants us to get married and have children. Those family bonds survive beyond death. We believe that we can be sealed to our spouse and our children can be sealed to us and we can see our loved ones again after death. This explains it better than I could.

OK, back to my problem. These women are treated as doormats and playthings. I know. They used to do it to me. I played along. If a guy knew I liked him, he would milk it. He had no intention of ever being more than a "friend," but he would treat me as if he liked me and then disappear. It would break my heart, and my heart was too tender to be broken over and over. I didn't realize that these guys had no right to treat me the way they did until I met Jeff.

Jeff was one of the good guys, who was treated by women the same way I was treated by men. We were both tired of it. As I got to know him and fell in love with him, I realized how poorly those guys had treated me. I didn't deserve that and they didn't deserve me.

My whole rambling stems from a text I got from a good friend today. A weasel just informed her he liked her as a "friend," even though his behavior suggested otherwise. I have a few things to say to my friend, and all you other single ladies. I won't say anything about the guy. I have seen his kind and they are not worth my time anymore. I am only telling you what I have learned being married to one of the good guys.

*Find a guy who calls you beautiful, even when you are crying and your eyes are puffy and your nose is running. Beauty is more than skin deep. A guy who can call you beautiful on your worst day sees the real you and sees your worth.

*Find a guy who would move heaven and earth for you if he could. A guy who is willing to run back downstairs to fetch something that you forgot is worth more than any worldly treasure.

*Find a guy whose world is you. You are the one who gives him strength to get through the day. You are the one who he wants to come home to. He doesn't flirt with other girls, he flirts with you.

*Find a guy who doesn't try and change who you are. He loves you no matter how dorky, nerdy, goofy and irritating you can be. He laughs at your stupid jokes and puts up with your bad moods.

*Find a guy who is enamored by you. A guy who will watch you as you cross a room and thinks you look stunning in a pair of sweat pants and an oversized t-shirt.

*Find a guy you respect. Your guy will treat others with kindness and tenderness. He will love your friends as much as you do. He will want the best for them, just like you do. He will honor his commitments and not back down from what he believes.

*Find a guy who will cuddle next to you and thank you for being you, and loving him. He will be so grateful for the blessing you are to him. You have chosen to be with him over any other guy and he will shower you with love and respect. You don't have to question his loyalty to you, you have it 100%.

I know that kind of guy is out there, I found one. So, walk away from the guys who take from you and give nothing back. Look for the good guys who will cherish you. He doesn't need to make a lot of money or be the best looking guy you know, he just needs to be real and genuine.

Down To Single Digits

31 Weeks! 

Seen On A Bumper Sticker

Marathon Mom

 26.2 miles of peace and quiet.

I Was Told This Would Happen

Let's see in the last week I have:

Burnt every finger with a hot glue gun
Sliced a finger emptying the dishwasher
Made cookies and put an extra cup of flour in them somehow
Almost put the milk away in the pantry
Could not for the life of me remember Russell Crowe's name

More Pictures

I just wanted to share a few more photos:

 Naomi and ME!! I was so glad Naomi could come all the way from Cedar City!

I must have said something funny, right? 

Kathy and Naomi having a good time. 

Proof that I was in the spotlight. Yikes 

Bust A Move 

Susan made this beautiful blanket! I LOVE it! 

Thanks, Casey, for the boob shot 

Travel diaper case. Love! 

I just like this picture of myself.

The Theme

Breasts, bums, boogers and baths:

Breast Flow bottles- so Dad can feed her, too. 

 Princess bath duck. 

 My Breast Friend nursing pillow

Boogie Wipes 

Butt cream

I had so much fun at my first baby shower! Thank you everyone that could make it. The food was great and  the company fantastic!

One Hot Mama

Me: Oops. Remind me to put some more toilet paper in that bathroom.

Jeff: Wow! You look amazing.

Crafty

I am making Lil Hen's mobile. I found a cute idea on Pinterest. Friday night I decided to watch The Wizard of Oz and work on the mobile. I did pretty good, right? Yeah, until I burned my fingerprints off every finger. It's still going to be adorable and Lil Hen better appreciate it.

* I am also making one with chocolate brown fabric, but I need to finish these two first.

30 weeks

10 weeks left, give or take.

Cupcake Hat

Thanks Amber!!

Text

From Jeff:

"I just picked up a breast pump (from a patient) and their daughter said, 'Daddy, is that man going to use it?' !!"

**He said she was about 3 years old.

I Have the Best Friends

Did I ever post the picture of the most darling cupcake hat my friend Amber knitted for Lil Hen? No? Well, I best get on that! It is so cute and is already in Lil Hen's closet waiting for her. 

Saturday I stopped to get the mail. I hate mail, it is usually bills. There was a package from my friend, Amy. I love getting packages. Inside was this:

I LOVE it!! Thanks, Amy. 

Jeff says I have the coolest friends.

Welcome, Olivia

Yes, this picture is a grainy phone picture. Yes, I stole it from my sister Jessica.

My sister, Joanna had her baby Olivia on Saturday! Jeff and I think she looks like my mom. Isn't she adorable?

More pics on Jessica's blog.

29 Weeks

Here I am this morning. Puffy eyed and everything. I really need to put something on that wall. 

What Did You Do This Weekend?

I watched Jeff paint the nursery:

 (I had to see how the letters look against the new paint color)

And I helped him put the crib together. I am really good at holding screws and bolts:

Ready to Paint!

We FINALLY got the nursery cleaned out. It's amazing what junk can sit in boxes for years. We had 4 bags of old clothes and bedding for the DI, and three boxes of old statements to shred. To the left you can see the mattress and a little of the box that contains the crib! To the right you can see the paint and supplies to start painting Lil Hen's nursery.

Yeah, We're Friends

Me: I'm sorry I didn't hear my phone ring. I was listening to Nelson really loud.
Friend: That's OK. I almost missed your call because I was listening to Whitney Houston really loud.

My Nighttime Routine

I forgot the stack of 5 books I am currently reading. 

The Baby Wanted Cookies

I can't ignore cravings. I made these babies and ate...most of them.

Find the easy peasy recipe here.

For Lil Hen

Teddy Kat/Grandma D cleaned up my Christening gown, so Lil Hen can wear it for her blessing. This picture was taken by Teddy Kat. She usually enlists the help of Jessica, but I think she did a great job, even if it is a little blurry.

Thank you! Thank you!

I'll set the scene:

I am walking out of Target. In my left hand I have my car keys. In my right hand is my Target bag and my purse. The doors slide open and I walk out. There is a little girl, who is maybe 3. She looks over at me:

"HOORAY!!!"

From My Brother

Someone Stop Me

I told you if I had a girl I would go broke. I got an email from Baby Bella Designs this morning. They have these ADORABLE Minky blankets on sale 70% off (enter the code Paisley70) through October 9th.

How did they find me? Make it stop!

PS- I bought that one.

Bucket List

One of Jeff's bucket list items is to take his favorite girl to see his favorite band. Friday night, he was able to cross that off his list:

Dream Theater

It was a memorable evening. Jeff squeezed his barrel chest into a 20 year old band T-shirt. I was in maternity jeans and a flowy purple top. We stopped off at Target to buy ear plugs. Guess what we left in the backseat of the car?

We then went to 5 Guys for burgers. We were in line and a line cook came running up to us:

Line cook: I love that band! I own that CD!! I think John Petrucci is the best guitar player ever!
Jeff: I know, man! He is awesome. Are you going tonight?
Line cook: What's tonight?
Jeff: They are playing at Kingsbury Hall.
Line cook: They're in town? They're here? Oh man, I gotta work! (walks away)
Me: Nice going. You ruined that kid's night.
Jeff: He must not be that big a fan.

***
We had to park at the stadium, which is about a mile from the concert hall. So, we started our long trek ( a mile isn't that bad, I know) to the hall. People were practically running past us. College kids on skateboards were whizzing past us. It was a beautiful night and I wanted to take my time. OK, I needed to take my time. I can't walk at the lightning quick speed I used to.

We got to the concert hall and went in to find our seats. Just as we sat down the lights went down. The opening band was some heavy metal band. I can't remember their name. They liked to swear. A lot. I don't swear. My ears were burning. I think they practiced their head banging. It was too perfectly timed. We left to get waters and some ear plugs. I looked at the crowds. I was the best dressed one. I am not bragging. All the guys had on rock T-shirts that were a size or two too small. The girls were in sweats. I felt so overdressed.

Finally, it was time for Dream Theater to start. I have to admit, it was an awesome show. I have gotten to know their music, because Jeff plays them for me all the time. He told me the concert would be a life changing experience. I don't know about life changing, but seeing his reaction to everything was so cool. It almost made up for the guy who's dinner did not agree with him (at least ten times during the concert). Almost.

All About Lil Hen

So, this weekend I went a little crazy. I think the nesting bug has finally hit. Which could be a good thing around our place, since the last few months I have been down for the count when I get home.

First up, I FINALLY bought Lil Hen's bedroom set (minus the dresser- I am still looking for a good deal on that): 

Next up, look what Daddy bought for her:

We stopped by Carter's just to take a look around. There were so many adorable clothes to choose from, for both boys and girls. I couldn't stand it. Jeff pulled this one off of the rack and we both loved it. We had to buy it!

I finally finished the letters for her room. Please ignore the grocery ad underneath as well as the sideways shot.  I have to work on my picture taking skills!

I also picked out paint colors and I am ready to get this party started. Look for updates soon on the nursery makeover!

I Almost Peed

I saw this picture this morning and laughed so hard I almost peed: Thanks for the laugh, Amy.

A Day in My Life

Client: Are you still married?
Me: Yes I am!
Boss: Why? Are you looking?

***
Client: I am here now, so you can go home for the day.
Me: OK, thanks.

***
Client: Here's a Twix bar
Me: You didn't have to do that.
Client: Now you tell me.

***
Client: So, how is it going to work when you go on maternity leave?
Me: I will still be around, just not as easily accessible.
Client: It's a good thing you have your assistant. He is so good looking.

SPMM

After a night of debauchery, well a night of really salty pasta from Wingers, my feet looked like this. I have no regrets, it was delicious.

Except now I have a few friends who think I am now the SPMM- Stay Puff Marshmallow Man. I am happy to report that the cankles have slimmed down...for now.

I wish I had a before picture of my feet, but alas, you don't think of these things before pregnancy.

Yes, It's Real

This cute little house is about 15 minutes from our cute little house:

Does it look familiar?

How about now?

The UP house was built about 15 minutes from our house. It is even decorated inside just like the movie. Jeff and I went a few weeks ago and took the grand tour. Last weekend we took my niece and nephews, but the doors were all locked up. So, we stalked the outside. We need to go back and get pictures of the inside. 

It's A Start

Thanks, Lori, for letting me hang out and work on some decorations for Lil Hen's room.

Oh, Rick Astley...

Out of the Corner of My Eye

A group of 10 kids, nine 1st graders and one 5th grader (I am assuming) standing at the bus stop. 5th grader doing the Running Man, 1st graders watching in amazement. 5th grader stops, puts his backpack back on. 1st graders cheer and try to duplicate said Running Man.

Overheard

Little girl- (pointing to brussel sprouts) Oh, daddy! Look at those! They're so cute!
Dad- Those are brussel sprouts!
Little girl- OH! Brussel sprouts? I love them, they are so cute!
Dad- You love them? Really?
Little girl- They are so little and so cute!

My New Love

My favorite thing about this room is the bookshelf. I found it here. I showed this to Jeff last night and he agrees that it is awesome. So...Lil Hen will be able to easily access all of her books, and love to read like her mother. Right?

50 Rules For Dad's of Daughters

Saw this post. Loved it

Looky, Looky

My friend, Kerri, has three girls, her sister has three girls. Between them, there are a lot of baby clothes. I was invited to her house to go through a table full of girl clothes before her yard sale. Look what I snagged:

My mom told me she used to always have me in red Mary Janes. These aren't Mary Janes, but they are oh so cute. I can't wait to dress Lil Hen up in these lovelies.

In other news, I have officially designed the nursery in my mind. I hope it turns out just like I am envisioning. If not, Lil Hen will never know, right? Now I just have to clean the room out and convince Jeff to paint it for me, and put up a ceiling fan, and put the crib together, and move the heavy stuff...

Overheard

Little Boy- Mom? Is this the bestest we've ever been in this store?

I Can See This

outside my office window: