Just thought I'd post a photo of this happy boy from our trip to Wyoming.
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Sunday, September 9, 2012
Friday, September 7, 2012
We Went to Yellowstone!
... in early August. Here's the evidence. We spent two days, had a wonderful time, saw lots of animals, did some hiking and enjoyed checking out the incredible/beautiful/unearthly/weird scenery.
And not to get all braggy or anything, but I was the only 8-months-pregnant lady I saw on the hiking trails. We did about 10 miles over two days. Not an incredible feat or anything, but c'mon. That's pretty good when you're in my "condition."
And not to get all braggy or anything, but I was the only 8-months-pregnant lady I saw on the hiking trails. We did about 10 miles over two days. Not an incredible feat or anything, but c'mon. That's pretty good when you're in my "condition."
Thursday, September 6, 2012
Why I was up buying parenting books before 7 a.m. today
#1: Lucas asked for a "treat" (fruit snacks) and I told him he had to wait. He started to throw a tantrum and I gave in. Tantrum stopped instantly. He looked up at me triumphantly and explained his strategy: "I cry."
(Following that: "I happy!")
#2: The "Hot Dawg" song from Mickey Mouse Clubhouse runs through my head constantly due to Lucas's SERIOUS addiction to the show (thanks to a couple vacations [bless you, iPad + headphones], several rainy days, and the laziness of a mom who is scheduled to give birth in ~30 days who doesn't feel like fighting that battle). Time for an intervention/detox.
#3: Several instances in which I've had to literally SPRINT after Lucas in a semi-dangerous situation where he was being defiant and running away. Do you know what an 8-9 months pregnant lady looks like sprinting? Ridiculous. Not to mention the subsequent feeling of needing to keep my legs crossed to hold the baby in.
(This situation occurred at the rental car line at the airport. Daniel turned to the man next to him and said, "He's fast." The guy responded, "No, your wife is fast.")
(Following that: "I happy!")
#2: The "Hot Dawg" song from Mickey Mouse Clubhouse runs through my head constantly due to Lucas's SERIOUS addiction to the show (thanks to a couple vacations [bless you, iPad + headphones], several rainy days, and the laziness of a mom who is scheduled to give birth in ~30 days who doesn't feel like fighting that battle). Time for an intervention/detox.
#3: Several instances in which I've had to literally SPRINT after Lucas in a semi-dangerous situation where he was being defiant and running away. Do you know what an 8-9 months pregnant lady looks like sprinting? Ridiculous. Not to mention the subsequent feeling of needing to keep my legs crossed to hold the baby in.
(This situation occurred at the rental car line at the airport. Daniel turned to the man next to him and said, "He's fast." The guy responded, "No, your wife is fast.")
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