I just have to say...

wow.

and

thank you.

I am amazed at the love and generosity we have been shown.This has been a strange year. A weird time to be pregnant. I am in awe at the many people around us and all that we have been given as we prepare for our little one. Gifts have come from near and far.

Last Saturday between 12 and 2 Derek was taking his last national boards test. I was being spoiled rotten. My family through us the most beautiful baby shower. He an I were spinning on different planets.

I can't even express the feelings I have. So thankful for the many wonderful and adorable things to surround our little girl. The thoughtful notes and letters that came with the gifts and all the love that has been shown to our little family.

But most of all I am so thankful for those who love us and share in our joy and excitement. For the many, MANY people who have been our support. I can't dismiss the beautiful shower we were given in Oregon before we left. The wonderful women who were my family there and how much I love and miss them.

All I can say is thank you.

On a side note...

I am nesting like a crazy bird.

I can't get my house clean enough. I am arranging and rearranging the babies closet. packing and repacking the hospital bag. It is a sickness really. I did muster the energy to make this yesterday- which is the first craft project I have tackled (and completed) since who knows when.

Have you heard the term P.I.G.S.???

It stands for Projects In Grocery Sacks. and I have a lot of 'em.

I do, however, now have one less.

the PSP

I have a love/hate relationship with this toy. help me work it out.

On sick, tired, stay at home, boring, bad weather days I love it because I don't feel bad about Easton having something to entertain himself.

On other days... I think it is sucking the brains and life out of my child and I have this nagging feeling in the back of my mind that the repercussions of playing video games with somehow turn his brain to mush.

Then, I tell myself that it is a right of passage for boys. Like Barbies are for girls. It is a social thing-- and I don't want to stunt him socally do I?

Time restrictions work- except when they don't. He is always willing and much more happy to do another activity... but if I let him he would mindlessly play on this thing for hours upon hours.


Is it weird that I care so much? Is it really so bad? Is it normal? Poor kid's been drug accross three states and had to adjust to new school, friends and his mother turning into a baby crazed nesting psycho. should I just let him play and let it go???

his new t-shirt reads "eat. sleep. video games. *sleep optional."

he wants to wear it every day.

I hope...

our #2

(see I told you... no toes)

makes us laugh

and is as much fun as

our #1

if you think American Idol is entertaining... you ain't seen nothin'!

4th year in haiku

a new place we like

a little bored and lonely

we all need a friend

homeschooling is hard

pregnant and moving don't mix

I can't see my toes :)

husband needs a job

try not to stress about loans

enjoy the freedom

i don't care how much

not moving to alaska

lets talk about dreams...

the end.

He's lost it.

His front tooth that is. It has totally changed the shape of his face and the was he talks. so funny. This thing has been hanging by a thread for a while now and today I was a little worried he was going to swallow it so we gave him five minutes to pull it out and told him if he did it in that time we'd take him to Golden Corral (a.k.a. crusty Corral at our house) well, with two seconds to spare he earned a trip to unadulterated gluttony. Is that wrong? Some call it bribing. I prefer the term reward.

So we have now officially been in the potato state for a month. Its......... Idahoish. It smells weird. I took a trip to see the fam and had a blast teaching my nephews how to play penny-in-the-flour. They LOVED it and Payton even said "This is the best day!" for real. so I guess that is what kids want. Gross messy games where adults get involved and there is a high chance of choking or aspirating flour.

Easton's latest obsession is Star Wars. I am pretty sure he thinks he is the first person to discover it and it is so funny to think of how many other little (on not so little) kids have had this obsession. it is so much cuter when it is your own kid. why is that? I actually (against my better judgement) bought him a cheesy Star Wars t-shirt (with the thought that he could wear it for pj's) and I have yet to see a single day go by when he doesn't wear it at some point. He sneaks it under his other shirts, or changes half way through the day. I don't get it, but I have to say I find it funny and cute. He even got to meet Darth Vader at his cousin hudson birthday party. which will forever go down in history as the coolest ever.

He keeps asking how uncle Boyd got Darth Vader to come and if maybe he could get some other characters to come to some other parties.

Life is simple and quite and all about Easton right now. In ~6 weeks that is all of that is about to change.