Last weekends project is DONE (well almost, still need some baskets but that is minor.)

This is the before:

And this is the after!!!!!!

Cubbies.

This is the color after the stinky stain. How quickly it fills up with stuff.

When I turned around from letting Morgan out yesterday.....this is what I saw. Baby brother is growing so much right now. Ah to see that sun everyday would make winter so much more bearable.

On a cold winter day doesn't everyone play with shaving cream and their toy cars?

I wasn't so sure if he would get into it because he is textural with all his food.

But this boy LOVED it!

Defiantly a do it again project.

The best shaving cream to use is the cheapest you can find.

Put any toys in it that you want cleaned. It is just soap after all. Oh and it does wonders on cleaning your table. Cleans it very well!

These pics where pre black eye from this weekend. Show you later this week more about it.

We are waiting for the snow to start and will be playing inside tomorrow, lets see what else I can come up with?!!?

10 short weeks to go!

I can not wait to meet this little guy. He already seems to fit so perfectly into our family. His birthday is already set. Kind of weird and kind of a relief that I can plan and get lots taken care of before.

Today I am 29 weeks pregnant. It went so fast getting to 20 weeks and now it feels like it's dragging trough the 20's. We will get there soon. I am not wishing it away because this may be there last time I get to experience it.

( according to my husband)

***He is the size of a squash and around 2 1/2 lbs.***

Dreaming of waking up to this view this summer. I know it is hard to tell but from our new bedroom we have a view of the lake!

Remember this view?!! 5 people in one bed room.

Lets just say there will be more room for the family to roam this summer. We are very appreciative of this. With all the snow still on the ground we need thoughts like this!

We are getting desperate for things to do inside these days..........

"shoot"

Dad is coaching already.

He loves it and it gets him running after the ball! Maybe he will think about taking a nap today? Prob won't think for long......."no big bed."

Oh what we can't reach with a chair? "Dad's sugar"

( really it is garlic salt)

Everything becomes a tower with him right now.

What goes up, must come down......and hopefully not break.

So for some fun reading I got a book called 1001 things it means to be a mom from the library. Here are just a few. Enjoy!

1.) Being a mom means thinking that you are the luckiest person in the world.

2.) Being a mom means constantly saying "I love you." Because that is the most important thing a child needs to hear.

3.) Being a mom means feeling too nauseated to do anything but eat a pan of brownies.

4.) Being a mom means dealing with a one (or two in my case) year old who will only eat fruit and goldfish.

5.) Being a mom means trying to be sexy with carrot crusted hair.

6.) Being a mom means building lego castles all afternoon. And knowing exactly how many yellow ones, green ones, red ones, and blue ones there are.

7.) Being a mom means realizing that a misbehaving child is simply tired and hungry.

8.) Being a mom means laying down with a sick kid knowing the risks.

9.) Being a mom means giving a pancake a happy face with whipped cream and choc. chips.

10.) Being a mom means being over protective. It's something genetic.

Thanks for playing along.

Have a great weekend.

ZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

Sleeping the day away. Trying to make up for a long night. We are fighting our first ear infection. I hope the meds kick in soon.

It isn't like it is nice out and we are missing anything.

I will let the pics tell you how much fun we had this morning at our little gym show day.

(last day for the semester)

We.........

listen to songs,

rolled backwards,

hung around with friends,

playing is so much work we had to rest,

rolling forward,

jump,

run,

run,

catch bubbles,

smile for the camera,

bang our drums and say good-bye.

(Till next week and it starts all over again. Yeah. No really I mean it. I wouldn't drive 4o min if he did not LOVE every minute of it.