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October 26, 2009

6 months down, 3 more to go until we can hold him in our arms ...

I finally got the chance to scan the latest ultrasound pictures and wanted to share them with you. It has been a flurry of activity here. The movers arrive on Wednesday and I am NOWHERE near ready, but somehow I always manage to make it. We leave next Wednesday and from there will be heading to see our family! We are so excited to see everyone. Making an agenda keeps me from going insane with so many to visit, and now that the preganancy brain is fully activated, my dayplanner has become the Holy Grail! Hopefully we can fit everyone in.

The ultrasound was Oct. 15 and Baby Jamie weighed in at 1 lb. 5 oz. (though I'm sure he's sailed passed that now!) He was nearly 11 inches long, so he's getting bigger (though I am maintaining!) All the test came back fine and despite my risk factors for gestational diabetes, I am nowhere near that diagnosis (thanks to my love of fresh fruit!) His heartbeat is about 150 beats per minute and sounds strong! About three weeks ago he reached the point where he can now taste what I am eating, so that means that he's getting a little variety and has a better chance of favoring foods I eat during this period, so I'm still munching on fruits and veggies, and hoping that we don't have food wars about eating his veggies later on! His kicks are much stronger now, some reach the point of stopping me in my tracks and we are excited that soon George will be able to feel him.


Look at that precious little face!



Record of his heartbeat ...



The tech thought I'd like a picture of him kicking ... no picture needed, I feel like a trampoline!



He's very proud of his "ahem" toy!


Until our next cup of tea ...

October 25, 2009

Enjoying a Flury of Halloween Activites ...

O.k. so I know that I haven't been blogging mcuh lately. Actually I have about 4-5 half-written posts waiting to be finished, but there is so much going on around here. However, I currently have the hubby occupied with a XBox game and the pup has fallen back to sleep, so I thought I'd take a moment to sit down and shower you some of the "fun" stuff we'd been doing amid all of the "work" of moving.

Not many know that as a child my Family did not celebrate amny holidays. Even Christmas was something that my brother and I old celebrated when we visited my mom and her Family. There were a variety of reasons from too many kids to not part of my father and step-mother's religious beliefs. Even Chritmas had limited a activities, strictly food and gift-exchange.

I had decided that when I grew up and had children I wanted to celebrate the "spirit of the season", whether it was a 4th of July picnic or huge Christmas blow-out! Well, I had the fortunate luck of arrying a husband who LOVES Halloween, the one holiday that eluded me as a child. Even as an adult, I didn't really know what to do, but he has slowly introduced me to the "spirit of the season" (at least those two that he was home for!)

So many of my longtime readers may remember, photos of my first pumpkin carving experience and the final products October 2005. I really enjoyed it, but in 2006 and 2007, hubby was deployed, and in 2008 his father was in the final stages of cancer and we nearly lived at the hospital. (We did hand out candy later while watching "The Search for the Next Elvira" that night when we came home, so we did have some fun!)

This year we decided to do it again, and invited another couple from George's class to join us. It was so much fun. While their dog, Harley and Sgt. Major ran each other ragged we gathered around the kitchen table and let the cleaning, cutting, and chhopping run free. Pretty soon we had all completed "masterpieces." Actually Sarah and I chose more "classic" designs, while George and Rob chose more "artistic" designs. The pictures aren't that great, but here they are ...


(Sarah's is on the left and mine is on the right)



(Rob's is on the left and George's is on the right)


As much fun s it was, that wasn't the only thing we did this weekend. On Friday night we decided to check out the local Haunted House. Other than working at Six Flags in Houston and participating in their haunted house, I'd never actually been to one so I was really excited. So after meeting another couple for dinner, the four of us headed off to face our fears at Plantation Blood.



It was great! We went though a smaller house (there were people actually living in the actual plantation house), then you walked through the graveyard, next you went into a smaller outbuilding with an actually boiler room and lastly through the woods. It took about 45 minutes to complete and Sarah and I screamed the whole time ... through there was a lot of laughing as well. We pushed the boys along in front of us, but we still got the "boo" scared out of us! Thak goodness we had our Soldiers there to protect us! At one point a zombie chased Sarah in circles with a chainsaw and when I lost my flip flop in the woods another chairsaw wielding creature honed in on us when I stopped to get it. At one point, I think Sarah (who was walking behind me) tried to crawl into my belly with the baby! It was great ... and oddly enough it didn't seem to disrupt the baby at all. We kicked and squirmed as usual after a meal while we stood in line, but had fallen asleep by the time we started. I think Sarah adn I knew we were in trouble, when we tried to use the port-a-potties in the dark while waiting and the person coming out scared the "boo" out of us!

We are looking to see what other adventures there are locally for next weekend. So far we've heard of a corn maze and haunted woods, so I'll keep you posted ...

Until our next cup of tea ...

October 16, 2009

What I've learned abour Grandparents ...

My grandmother sent this to me and I thought it was too cute not to share ...

1. She was in the bathroom, putting on her makeup, under the watchful eyes of her young granddaughter, as she'd done many times before. After she applied her lipstick and started to leave, the little one said, "But Gramma, you forgot to kiss the toilet paper good-bye!" I will probably never put lipstick on again without thinking about kissing the toilet paper good-bye...

2. My young grandson called the other day to wish me Happy Birthday. He asked me how old I was, and I told him, 62. My grandson was quiet for a moment, and then he asked, "Did you start at 1?"

3. After putting her grandchildren to bed, a grandmother changed into old slacks and a droopy blouse and proceeded to wash her hair. As she heard the children getting more and more rambunctious, her patience grew thin. Finally, she threw a towel around her head and stormed into their room, putting them back to bed with stern warnings. As she left the room, she heard the three-year-old say with a trembling voice, "Who was THAT?"

4. A grandmother was telling her little granddaughter what her own childhood was like: "We used to skate outside on a pond I had a swing made from a tire; it hung from a tree in our front yard. We rode our pony. We picked wild raspberries in the woods." The little girl was wide-eyed, taking this all in. At last she said, "I sure wish I'd gotten to know you sooner!"

5. My grandson was visiting one day when he asked, "Grandma, do you know how you and God are alike?" I mentally polished my halo and I said, "No, how are we alike?'' "You're both old," he replied.

6. A little girl was diligently pounding away on her grandfather's word processor. She told him she was writing a story. "What's it about?" he asked. "I don't know," she replied. "I can't read."

7. I didn't know if my granddaughter had learned her colors yet, so I decided to test her. I would point out something and ask what color it was. She would tell me and was always correct. It was fun for me, so I continued. At last, she headed for the door, saying, "Grandma, I think you should try to figure out some of these, yourself!"

8... When my grandson Billy and I entered our vacation cabin, we kept the lights off until we were inside to keep from attracting pesky insects. Still, a few fireflies followed us in. Noticing them before I did, Billy whispered, "It's no use Grandpa. Now the mosquitoes are coming after us with flashlights."

9. When my grandson asked me how old I was, I teasingly replied, "I'm not sure." "Look in your underwear, Grandpa," he advised, "mine says I'm 4 to 6."

10. A second grader came home from school and said to her grandmother, "Grandma, guess what? We learned how to make babies today." The grandmother, more than a little surprised, tried to keep her cool. "That's interesting," she said, "how do you make babies?" "It's simple," replied the girl. "You just change 'y' to 'i' and add 'es'."

11. Children's Logic: "Give me a sentence about a public servant," said a teacher. The small boy wrote: "The fireman came down the ladder pregnant." The teacher took the lad aside to correct him. "Don't you know what pregnant means?" she asked. "Sure," said the young boy confidently. 'It means carrying a child."

12. A grandfather was delivering his grandchildren to their home one day when a fire truck zoomed past. Sitting in the front seat of the fire truck was a Dalmatian dog. The children started discussing the dog's duties. "They use him to keep crowds back," said one child. "No," said another. "He's just for good luck." A third child brought the argument to a close."They use the dogs," she said firmly, "to find the fire hydrants."

13. A 6-year-old was asked where his grandma lived. "Oh," he said, "she lives at the airport, and when we want her, we just go get her. Then, when we're done having her visit, we take her back to the airport."

October 1, 2009

Silly puppy, you make us laugh!

So I know that its been a while since Sgt. Major's fans have gotten an update on him, so here are just some of his antics from yesterday ...



At the announcement of "bath-time" Sgt. Major plopped down "dead" ... his form of a non-violent protest I guess.



Sgt. Major got a new toy ... a battery operated ball that rolls around like crazy ...



It took him a while to get used to cornering the toy so he could chew on it.



As a parent I was told sometimes you have to get down to "their" level when dealing with kids ... so George is practicing on Sgt. Major ...



but it soon becomes naptime ... I'd like to practice that one!