Bon Voyage!

Yippie!! We booked our cruise with the Thomas' last night! I'm very excited. Now I just have to work out all the details like childcare and plane tickets.

By the way, did you know you have to have a fit for travel letter to cruise when you're pregnant? AND, you're not allowed to cruise past 24 weeks. That's a bit early if you ask me, but what do I know. Now I better get to shopping for my maternity bathing suits! I should save money and just pull out my old bikinis.

Speaking of, we've been listening to California Girls a lot. A.Lot. Brad came up to me and said to me in a whisper "I know what tininies are!" They are this..." and points to his privates. Oh, baby. They are saying bikinis and it's a girls bathing suit. Your private area down there is your penis and girls have something different. He looked confused and walked away. I should have left him thinking girls have tininies.

Last night we took the kids to dinner. Cole's choice: Olive Garden. Is he completely rotten that Olive Garden is his favorite place at 7 years of age? I think so. Good thing he's cute. We got lots of yummy gift cards for Christmas. I thought I was going to save them for after the baby, but that promise didn't last. My stash is considerably smaller than in December. Dang January.

Cole is serious about soccer again. He found out that Messi is a left footed player like him and is all pumped up about practicing day and night. We are trying to encourage him to try baseball as well. He says no. I have mixed feelings about exposing him to more and not getting burnt out. Then I remember he's only 7 and go about thinking of more important things.... like, there's Olive Garden left overs for lunch. YUMMY!

8 weeks

Pants no longer fit. In maternity clothes. Lovely.

We've narrowed down a list on names. We are telling Papa Sir that "Blaze" is at the top of the list. I think he's buying it. He said he will call CPS. Blaze it is.

We are also thinking of not finding out the sex of this baby. It will be a surprise to all!

Slightly Worried..... Whew!

The boys have been greatly influenced by the girls across the street. Cole LOVES playing in Maggie's room with her while rocking out to Taylor Swift. The love has spread to hanging out at home while rocking out to Taylor Swift.

Brad has taken a liking to Sophie's new toys. They are called Squinkies and they're right up Brad's alley. They are tiny tiny little plastic figures that you can purchase by the 100's. Each come in a tiny bubble and are perfect for a child with a strong attachment to all things small. For Christmas BOTH boys asked for Squinkies.

You know, they are sold in the "girl" aisle of the toy stores. I can't believe how all things change to pink and purple by just moving over one aisle over from the legos. It's crazy. The boys wanted Squinkies and their loved ones delivered. Aunt Kimi even bought them a cool little case for them. For a half a second, I wondered if I should please their request, but then I figured it was silly to think a boy couldn't play with Squinkies as well.

The other night any doubt I might have had about the cross gender toy were put to rest when I found Brad, a pair of scissors, and this:




He decapitated all the girl Squinkies. He's gonna make a great big brother!

Enough Already!

Today is January 6,2011. Today also marks the 5th Dr. appointment we've had in 2011. I always have been so thankful for healthy children. I think my children have thrown up less than 5 times each their whole lives. Cole has had 1 ear infection ever. Brad (up until 2011) only had one. Now he's on his 3rd. I had to go buy a thermometer the other day because I didn't own one. That's how fever-free we've been.

I woke up New Year's Day with half my face swollen. My eye was sealed shut and pain radiated down my neck. It seems I got a staph infection inside my face. Lovely. Lots of waiting in the clinic, lots of shots, lots of pills.

Brad's been sick, and coughing. I took him back this morning. He's now on 3 different prescriptions.

And now, my ode to Tricare. I love you. Thank you. The End. Honestly, each time I pick up a prescription and see how much insurance saved me, my jaw hits the floor. We never have a copay, and I've never had issues getting seen. Unless you count getting into the ophthalmologist for Brad. We're going on 7 months. Other than that, Tricare gets all my love and praise. Well, I give it to God for providing us Tricare Prime. I'm also thankful we haven't had major issues that needed to battle the insurance company.

Thank you Keith for working and providing us medical insurance. I promise to feed our family more garlic to keep us healthier. You know, I have always attributed that to our good health, and looking back we've been eating out a bunch. GARLIC ASAP!

Love, The Stinky McD's

Numero Tres

We are expecting a baby! Number 3 is on it's way and the whole family is excited. Some more than others. Brad told our neighbor "mommy is growing a boy" and they both only want a brother. We took the boys to Samurai for a special lunch when we told them. Cole kept asking "really?" and gave me a big hug as we were leaving.

They have also already been discussing baby names. Keith and I agree on a girl's name, so naturally it will be a boy. Cole likes Rolaldinho, but then remembered that's his name. His second choice is Messi. Keith is still stuck on Zane, and I refuse to wrap my head around that one. They've collectively agreed upon Rhino. Lord, please help me!

Pregnancy brain is in full effect. I honestly should not be allowed in public unassisted. I am only 5 weeks along and so far:

*I left the car running when I got out and wondered where the keys were
*I left my bag of items I just purchased at the counter at Wallgreens and walked off
*I have missed Brad's speech appointments 3 times in 2 weeks
*I put my watch on upside down and freaked out when I went to read it because I thought I was late to pick up Brad. Ten minutes later I looked down and freaked out again. THEN I decided to flip it around.
*I packed my suitcase for Dallas and only put one shoe in the bag only to discover that fact in Dallas.
*I have misplaced my phone so many times, I have given up looking and wait for Keith to find it. You know when Keith is the good-finder in the house, it's serious.

I'm positive that I will have many many more examples of my brain farts for your entertainment pleasures all the way till September 1st! Stay tuned!

Things I love

I hope I never grow tired of hearing Cole sing to Taylor Swift without a care in the world. Even that dumb "grenade" song is pretty cute when he's singing it with all his might. Cole has already surpassed me in techie-know-how. He can listen to his itunes while playing soccer at the same time. We were at Grandpa Greg's house and he was face-timing Trent. Ummm.... mama can't do that.

Brad crawled into Aunt Kimi's lap and the following will forever be recorded on my heart:
Brad - I love you Aunt Kimi
Kimi - I love you Brad
Brad - I love you because you don't bother me.

I might have heard my Aunt Be say this on Christmas morning:
"I can't play with my ipad because I'm too drunk" - at 9:30am.

I am trying to clean the house and toyroom out and I feel a great rearranging coming on soon. Poor Keith. I think he'll be running back to work before January 4th!

Not That Bad!

Told ya - well, told me! Brad is Brad and it's part of his makeup. There was OCD tendencies, but nothing enough for her to label him with Aspergers. There were some good things and some middle of the road things.

We go back in a couple weeks for a treatment plan. Not a bad day at all!