Levi: Mom, you're old.
Mom: Oh.
Levi: Ya, me and Enoch are young, and you are old.
Mom: Hmmm. Is old a good thing or a bad thing?
Levi: Young is good. Old is a little bit bad.
Mom: (silence with a smile of laughter)
Levi: But you'll be OK. You're just a little bit old.
I am rounding the 7 week mark. The prospect of childbirth gets scarier and scarier the closer it comes. I have been counting down for a few weeks now, instead of counting up to 40. Yikes! That means it is close. Anyways, the reason for this post is I am hoping (we'll see what actually happens) to get some good freezer meals made in the next couple of weeks to help out once Baby Stone arrives. I am the master of Frozen Lasagna and Frozen Chicken Enchiladas. I hope to increase my frozen meal repertoire with your help; what do you suggest?
Enoch masterfully had me up last night for all hours, continuing his intense training for baby olympics. There is just something ridiculously annoying, no matter how cute your child is, when they are up at 2am singing Veggie Tales loud and clear in the dark of their bedroom.
Here is a friendly reminder to you all to make sure you have some sort of storage going on. Last night something happened to the water on our street and we have all been without water since then. While the city is doing its job and has provided emergency water vehicles, it is sure nice to not have to run out in -30 weather to fetch some water!
PS. I am amazed at how fast we go through water!! I better get more in storage for next time.
Enoch found wonderful new toys during Christmas at Granni's house. Barbies. Only he called them Bardies. He loved to run around with a handful of them at a time. His girl cousins were not so used to the idea of having to share barbies with a boy. My only real problem is that he insisted none of the "bardies," male or female, wore any clothes. Would you be worried??
I am in training for the upcoming Olympics!! I have the world's best trainer, too.
No, I will not be going to Vancouver 2010. I will be hosting my very own baby olympics right here in my living room starting sometime in March. Enoch is my trainer- with Levi as assistant trainer some days. They work me very hard, ensuring that I get little sleep and am awoken often every night. Enoch has increased his pickiness when it comes to eating- preparing me for when baby comes and I may or may not have a good eater. Both insist daily to be picked up and thrown about, giving my arms a chance to prepare for that bulky and heavy carseat.
Most of all, they are training me on reminding me how fun it is to have little ones to have around. They are anxious for the arrival of their new baby sibling.
Highlights from the season:
Eating my sister's sugar cookies. They were so thick and good!
Levi singing: "Joy to the world, the Lord will probably come...."
Playing blitz and always losing to the master.
Seeing Benjamin Button, and being unable to find a dry-eye among our group at the end.
Enoch sick for a whole day (just fever- nothing serious), and wanting to cuddle ME all day.
Watching my kids have so much fun with their cousins. (Or did I watch -- I didn't really have to).
Levi as Joseph in the nativity and Santa coming to visit at a family party.
Being the queen of Snooker. Totally by fluke, but the winner all the same. Twice.
Just spending time with family. It was so good to see everyone.
