A moment from the big white car ...

A few nights ago, we were heading home from an amazing wedding! The boys were all buckled in their seats, talking about what to do when we got home. The idea of ice cream for dessert came up, then Cal (8) asked if we had any Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough. Sadly the answer was no. Cal got dramatic and pitiful (as kids often do) and started whining, "We NEVER get Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough anymore!" Well that went over really well! Daddy had to tease back, "Oh, we NEVER get it? Ever? That was the last kind we bought before this time! We ALWAYS get that kind!"

Here's when the cute part happened! From the third row back seat we heard a whisper from Dylan (7), "Don't worry, Cal. I'll take care of this." Then he calls up to us in the front, "DADDY, next time we go to the store, can we buy Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough ice cream?"

Well of course our answer was, "Yes!" Since he handled that for his brother without fit throwing, but instead calmly asking ... absolutely!

What a good boy to take care of his brother at a time when he knew his emotions had gotten the best of him!

The First Picture of Our Newest Little One

Here he or she is! Look at it's tiny little arms and legs! This was our first sonogram for this baby, taken a week ago. The baby is now 9 weeks already! Due date for #5 is February 5, 2011 (kind-of fun ... the fifth baby due on the fifth)!

What makes this extra fun is that my sister Tanya and my friend Laura are both pregnant now too! Tanya is having her first baby. We prayed for a long time for their little one! Laura is expecting her fifth like me. Prayers for all three healthy babies would be very much appreciated! Click on their names to check out each of their blogs!

Hope everyone had a happy 4th of July! We had a perfect evening! First dinner with family at the pool, then everyone gathered for exciting fireworks after dark!


Good Night,

AAA-TA-DU-DUDEY (ap-ple-juice-juicey)!

My littlest one woke up the other day, and asked for (demanded) some "aaa-ta-du-dudey" (that's how he says ap-ple-juice-juicey). I thought I'd hand him a cup of milk (to be healthy). Well I sure didn't fool him! He took one sip and handed it back to me with a friendly, "thank you!"

We went back and forth with that sippy cup! I kept handing it to him telling him to drink his milk first, and he kept handing it right back to me!

I finally explained to him with a smile, "Make your milk all gone, then I'll give you apple juice." So ... my brilliant baby boy walked that cup of milk over to the trash can to throw it away! He didn't even look like he was trying to do anything bad. He was innocently just making it all gone like mommy said to do.

Sweetie-pie! I gave him his apple juice! :)

Sorry I haven't blogged in a long time! Maybe a clue as to why - is because in the time I've typed this very short story, Oliver found my crackers I've been snacking on to avoid morning sickness - and has dumped them all over the floor. Oh yea, then he stomped on them. Oh blah! Clean up time!