Update! I promise to get better!

I have fallen off the blogging wagon!! I have got to get better!We are in the swing of things with homeschooling now! I am 20 weeks along with our baby BOY!!! And it's busy photography season! There is so much to catch up on, but for the moment I will just say that Life is Good!And thanks for checking on me Anna-Lou! :-)

A funny conversation

I'm not much of a texter, but my little sis and I were chatting a bit the other night, here's our conversation that shows that we are both pregnant and a little spazy...

sis: Did you see the show about celebrity nanny school??

me:No! I was busy eating in the kitchen.

sis: Come bring me food! I'm so hungry but everything here is g-ross and we have no food.

me: I just ate 2 bowls of Pops cereal... I don't even like Pops cereal. Need a donut.

sis: haha mmmm. donut sounds good.

That's it.... ugh. now I need a donut.

Pregnancy Induced Irritations....

I find that throughout each of my pregnancies there are things that really bug me. Smells... oh my word... the SMELLS! Here's just a few smells that I can not stand right now:

-my own deodorant (why? I don't know.)

-pee, as in one drop of "miss the toilet" pee from one of my sons

- Most food, the list is too long

-seafood are at the grocery store

Another weird irritation... all things electronic! HA! Like cell phones, tv's, computers, they all bug me right now. As I type, I'm getting queasy. I'll have to quit soon. What is with that??

BUT, let me say this: I am honored to be pregnant. I'm overjoyed to carry this little one for 9 months (more like ten, but who's counting?) I am always humbled when I look at my children and know that there are women out there who would gladly endure anything just to carry a sweet little life. So, while my irritations seem to overcome me momentarily, I am blessed.

A little announcement...

I love their little hearts and minds

We're house hunting right now, we need a home. It's been a frustrating and not so fun journey. However, we KNOW that God has the right home for us and we are excited about what He has in store for us. Through the stress, it's nice to hear things like this from my kiddos:

O (my oldest): "Mom, I'm going to make a bunch of money. I'll make tons so Dad can be home for like 50 years! Wouldn't that be nice mom? No work for Daddy for like 50 years?! .... Is that a long time mom? Or is that little like nap time?"

"Mom, can we give this house to someone who needs it?" (referring to our little rented town home). I assured him that someone else would love our place as much as we have because it's a good home and our landlord is the nicest guy ever.

When talking to out children about house hunting and while visiting homes we've had lots of great comments! Things like,

"Mom, this house smells funny. We won't buy it if it stinks, right?"

"MOM, I HAVE to go POO POO!" (from my middle son at EVERY home because he wanted to sit on every toilet.)

"If we buy this house can we have their toys?"

"Where are the people that live in this house now gonna live?? Are they going to take our old house? We can switch, mom. That'd be nice."

Odd Confessions..

The other day I noticed that I need to exfoliate my face, but didn't have any face exfoliant... so I used foot scrub.

Sometimes I hope that my kids will be too full to finish something they're eating so that I can have it.

When I was pregnant with my oldest child, we were heading to McCalister's for lunch and my water broke... I did not obey drs orders and go straight to the hospital. I sat down and ate a giant sandwich and drank a sweet tea.

There's more, but that's all I'm telling for now.

Questions...

I am not a meat eater, hate the taste! Always have! But I'm fine with my kids eating meat, I have nothing against it. However, I hated knowing that my dad was a hunter growing up. I was always sure that the deer he brought home was Bambi's mother... so here's the latest chat with our 4 year old...

O: Mom, where does steak come from? Does it grow?

(my hub and I look at each other... I really don't want to discuss where meats come from)

me: Umm. no. It's meat, it comes from cows.

O: Like milk?

hubby: Well, not really it's...

Me:(interrupting) Yes. Like milk.

O: hmm. Well, I like steak.

Me: Good honey.