Due Date

We went to see the doctor today and found out that I am almost 11 weeks along. My due date is November 22. I am happy that I am further along than I thought because the end of these yucky days are in sight, but I am also bummed that my baby will have an ugly birthstone. For that reason alone I hope that it is a boy. A boy won't care. So we will have a thanksgiving time baby. The baby had a strong fast heartbeat and looked perfect. Lucy did great at the doctors office. I made her popcorn before we left to eat while I was being examined. She sat in the chair like such a big girl eating her popcorn and turning her head away anytime the doctor would ask her a question or even look at her... she's a little shy. He thought it was pretty funny. You would never know she was shy by her actions in Aldi. She was talking so loud asking what everything was. I would say, that's creamer and she would reply "I love creamer" or that's frozen food and she would say "I love frozen food." Where did she get that from.

Catching up

I haven't posted about our trip to Florida or Lucy's birthday, so I am going to do it all in one today. We went to Florida the first week of April to visit my Grandma. Lucy LOVED being at Great-Grandma's house, #1 because she had a pool, #2 because it is a retirement center so Lucy was quite the entertainment, and #3 because she had a lot of goodies from Grandma!! We spent the week there and enjoyed swimming everyday. Lucy was a fish, which doesn't surprise me because I was too. The first day in the pool she had her water wings on and couldn't quite get balanced so she kept tipping over, but by the second day she was swimming all over. At the end of the week she was jumping into the pool without me catching her. We went to the beach one day, but Lucy liked the pool better. The ocean was cold, the sand was blew in her face, and the seagulls attacked us to get our crackers. I'm not kidding. We opened the bag of crackers up and there were about 25 seagulls right above our head.... freaked me out, which freaked Lucy out, and what does Michael do, he feeds them! So Lucy got to eat one cracker and we saved the rest for the car where we were safe.

Lucy turned 2 last Saturday. If you would ask her what today is, she would yell "it's my
birfday" and give you a big cheesy grin. She loves singing happy birthday to anyone and for us to be singing it to her just thrilled her!! We had a double birthday party with my cousin's little boy, Grayson, because they were born on the same day only hours apart. So we had our families over, we made a lot of food, I made a clock cake for them and we opened presents. It was a fun day, a little chaotic at times, but I think Lucy felt like the little princess that she is.

Lucy turned 2 and....

Lucy Lipstick

What a nickname, hey. Where did she get it from, you ask? Well, let me tell you. My sister and I embarked on the LONG trip with our kids for spring break last week up to Wisconsin. We had a great time up there except for Thursday afternoon. I put Lucy down for a nap and after I thought she was asleep, we went downstairs in the basement to watch Biggest Loser that we tivo'd. About an hour later, my Mom yelled down to me that she didn't think Lucy was asleep yet because she just heard her yell, "get out." Well, if you remember from a previous post, that means she got out of bed. So I go upstairs and open the door (she can't open the doors in my parents house otherwise she would have come out) and oh my word, what a mess!! She had gotten in my purse and used a whole tube of lipstick on her, the carpeting, the walls, and the bed. She then went in her diaper bag and found suckers I had stuck in there for entertainment in stores and ate them. So she was covered from head to toe in lipstick and sticky sucker juice. I wish now that I had a picture to share, but at the time I was in panic mode, shocked and too upset to take a picture. After scrubbing the carpeting and shampooing it, we did get it cleaned up, but her shirt was ruined from the lipstick. Oh it was such a mess. So yesterday, when we went to my cousins house for Easter dinner, they were all calling her Lucy Lipstick.

Friday was a very exciting day, it snowed!! It didn't just snow a little, it was 15 inches of white sparkles from heaven. It was so beautiful and the kids had a blast in it. Here they are with Grandpa in the snow. This was before the heaviest part of the storm even started and look at all that snow. It snowed from like 6am to midnight. Thank goodness my brother gave my Dad a snowblower, otherwise I would have had one sore back from shoveling since it was my prayer for snow :)

It's my party and I'll cry if I want to....

But I didn't because yesterday was a really great day. It's not so bad turning 29 once again. Michael and Lucy started my day off by making me breakfast in bed. After church we went to the Olive Garden for lunch. It was yummy and Michael was very sneaky and told the waiter it was my birthday. So I got a little chocolate cake and the waiters sang to me after announcing that it was my 21st birthday...he got a good tip. While we were eating the cake Lucy decided she would sing to me too. So she sang happy birthday mommy over and over again, and quite loudly might I add, while standing on a chair. It was quite the performance. We then went home and watched a movie while Lucy napped. Then last night Mike invited over family, 23 of us, to enjoy some yummy turtle cheesecake that Michael made on Saturday. That's right, you read it correctly, that Michael made. He found the cheesecake factory recipe for turtle cheesecake and made it Saturday afternoon. He was pretty cute, especially when he excitedly said, this is fun!! While he was making the topping, I said, that chocolate looks yummy and he said, it's not chocolate, it's ganache. Excuse me, Martha :)

Although I did complain about losing an hour of sleep on my birthday, it was pretty nice for it to be lighter longer last night, and it was such a beautiful night. The kids had fun in the backyard. Michael had them lined up against the house for the races, even Lucy. She was down in position and when Michael would say ready, set, go, most the kids would be half way across the yard and she would be just coming up to take off. She also looked like a gem in her denim dress, black tights and pink shoes.... she LOVES pink. It was a great day!! Thank you to everyone who helped make it special.

Tell me it isn't so...

It is a very sad day for Packer fans as we bid farewell to Brett Favre. I don't think it will sink in until this fall when the Packers are on and our quarterback isn't #4.

All I know is if Aaron Rodgers is going to be our quarterback then he really needs to shave that caterpillar above his lip and cut his hair so he looks better in a helmet because a quarterback needs to look cute. Those are just the rules, I don't make them... oh never mind I guess I do. But it is a good one, don't you think?

So this is the picture of Lucy and I during playoffs. We are still going to love the Packers and cheer like crazy, it is just the end of an era.

One more thing, I actually blame the Cowboys for this. If they would of won against the Giants, then we would have played the Cowboys in Dallas, which wouldn't have been cold, so Brett wouldn't have realized that he isn't mentally up to playing in the frozen tundra, so therefore he would be back next year. So once again, the Cowboys really screwed things up for us!! Sorry Michael, your team really ticks me off.

So not only did I get that horrible news this morning, but I go up to get Lucy this morning and she was very obedient and did not climb out of bed, but she did manage to get her jammies off, unsnap her onesie and try to get her poopie diaper off. She never touched poop, but in effort to pull that diaper off she flung poop all over her bed. Nice, hey.

Get Out

On Saturday, Lucy refused to nap. I was gone and Mike put her down around 1:00. I called on my way home, around 2:30 and she still wasn't sleeping. So I told Mike to go and check for poopie because who wants to sleep in poopie pants, although she has before. So I get home and he is coming down the stairs with her and a poopie diaper. We get a drink and head back up stairs because of course she was just wanting to rock with her Mommy. Well, she was not wanting to rock so I put her to bed. Mike and I decided that we would go to the park when she woke up because it was such a nice day. So we were doing some things around the house and Lucy was still not sleeping. So since it was after 3:00, we decided to just get her up and go to the park. So Mike goes to get his shoes and I am in the kitchen when I hear Lucy on the stairs, saying "get out". I thought, wow, Mike got her out really fast. So as I am coming into the living room, I see Mike standing by the stairs looking at Lucy confused and I see Lucy standing on the stairs saying "get out, Mommy", "get out, Daddy" and looking very proud. Mike said, did you get her out. I was like oh my goodness, she crawled out of bed. We didn't even hear a big thud or anything. So I take Lucy upstairs, stick her back in bed and asked her to show me how she got out. She said, like this and then proceeded to lift her leg over the bar. I said, okay, that is dangerous, let's not do that anymore because you can get hurt. Well, she did it again this morning... she must do it very gracefully because she is quite quiet. So, once again, life as I knew it is now over. Here come the terrible 2's.