New Baby Brother

We had our U/S today and all is well!! Baby is healthy, about 8 inches, and about 10 oz. All 10 toes and fingers are there :)

We came home with the profile pic and gender pic, and had our little 'sit down' with Lily. Just as an FYI for those who don't know, Lily has been praying every night that our baby would be a girl. Since we found out it was a boy, I was just praying she would be ok with it. We had gotten her to admit that she really wanted a sister, but that if it was another little brother, that would be ok too. So, there we are, sitting on the couch with Lily and the pics. I showed her how to tell what was what on the pics, and she determined for herself that it was a boy. We said "Yes, Lily, it is a little brother again". I waited, while she told me she hoped and prayed for a girl, but that it was a boy instead. We quietly discussed how she said she would still be ok with it if the baby was not a sister. She said she remembered, and we started to make calls to other family members. While I was talking to others, I looked around the room for Lily since she had moved from the couch, and I found her sitting in the rocking chair, on her daddy's lap, with tears streaming down her face. Not good.

Poor girl was really really sad that it was a brother. Well, we did the only thing we could think of and began telling her reasons why it was better for her that it was a brother. This way, she would not have to share her polly pockets, her bed could stay right where it was, she would not have to wake up at night because the baby woke her up, and when we changed diapers, it would not be her room that smelled like baby poop. She started to laugh, looked at Quinn, and said "stinky boy! stinky boy!"

Then I told her that if she wanted, we would go to Walmart and she could choose some new clothes for baby brother, and she agreed. She picked out a very cute little sleeper, some warm socks and a fuzzy blanket because she realized that baby brother would be born in winter and would need to stay warm.

As the day went on, we let her do the calling to other family members. I could tell when they asked her if she was happy because her response would be 'sort of' or 'a little'. But after we let her choose some new clothes, she said she felt better than she did a few minutes ago. She even chose clothing new baby brother could wear home from the hosp.

All in all, a challenging but wonderful day! The pics are the basics...profile, gender...the gender pic shows one leg, and then the essentials. The one leg is not a complete pic, but is just the top half. The short white line near the bottom half of the pic is the femur bone, and essentials are right above. The other pic is of the baby's arm and hand.

Anyways, that's all for now!

Lily's revelation

We were at daddy's work today, and he was out test driving a bike he was working on when we drove up. While we were waiting for him to get back, Lily asked what all the other bikes out front of dad's work were for. So, we had the good ol' talk about how dad fixes all those bikes, and he gets to ride them when he is done to make sure he fixed them right. Jake rode up at that point on what looked to me to be a blue dirt bike of sorts. Lily saw her dad and yells "Whoa!! He can ride that kind of a bike with no training wheels?" Ok Lil, how long has daddy been riding bikes with no training wheels? What a nerd she is sometimes! Good comic relief. What would we do without the humor of young children? (the pic is of jake on his old bike in AZ, but it was a pic of him on a bike, so I thought it would work!)

Bittersweet Treat

Oh man, I have got to be the worst mom in the world! Or at least my son must think so.....

I bought a perfectly round seedless watermelon at Walmart a couple days ago, and the minute I picked it up in the store Quinn was yelling "ball! ball!" and he would not calm down until I let him hold it, which he did, all the way home! Once we got home, I ended up putting it in the kitchen cupboard above the fridge hoping for an out-of-sight, out-of-mind situation to take place. He never did forget that the 'ball' was in the cupboard.

Today I pulled it out to cut it up, and Quinn's worst fears came true. Mom was going to kill his ball. The whole time I am cutting, I am telling and showing and trying to get him to see that it is not a ball, it is a watermelon, and you eat it, but he would not listen. He kept saying (rather loudly) "ball! no!! ball!! ball!!" I even gave him a piece of melon, and he looked at it like I had just given him something terrible to eat. He tasted it, and gave it back, still asking for his ball. (By the way, there were tears streaming down his face the entire time!).

I cut the melon in fourths, and shelled the pieces so I would have less mess, and when I had thrown 3 of the rinds in the trash, Quinn walked over to the garbage can, lifted the lid, looked in and said very quietly "ball??"

It was the saddest, most hilarious thing that could have happened! He still won't eat any of the watermelon. He also went and found his blue ball, and refuses to let me hold it...for fear, I am sure, that he will lose that one too.

What a Monday!

mr. smarty pants

The coolest thing in the world happened today!! Quinn is starting to recognize letters! He is a huge fan of the tv show Super WHY! and I never realized just how much he was picking up from the show, until today when he pointed at my shirt, put his finger on the O and said "Oh". He then did the same thing with the E printed on my shirt. So crazy!! And the S and the R and the T. Insane. Needless to say, I am going to get that kid some flash cards, and we will see if he can say any more letters! Too smart for his own good that one is! YAY for Q!!

Lily is at it again!!

I really don't know where she gets this stuff, but it is pretty funny!!
The other night Jake and I were in bed, Lily was in bed upstairs, and we were just chillin for the evening, when Lily came downstairs complaining of the cold. We let her in our bed to snuggle and get warm, and a few minutes later I asked her if she was warm yet, and in a most plaintive voice she declared "No, my hands are cold, my feet are cold, and even my bottom that I am laying on is still cold!" I don't know if she ever got her bottom warm, but it was pretty hilarious! On to the next one...here is how our conversation went:
We were driving under a freeway overpass and lily was looking up at the pidgeons that station themselves all along the freeway eaves.
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lily: Mom, do pidgeons have cars?
mom: No honey, they don't why do you ask?
lily: Because every time we go to Jaliscos for dinner, they poop on our car, and I just thought that maybe we should go poop on their cars.
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Man! If ever you need comic relief, just stay in the same room with this little precocious almost 6 year old, and it won't be long before you laugh your head off!!!

Who needs marbles?

Quinn was playing with all his toys, and he got really quiet after a few minutes, so I grabbed my camera and snuck in to the living room to see if I could catch up with his mischief, and low and behold!!! He was playing marble race with grapes! What a nerd. I guess if no marbles are nearby, any small, round object will do. What a smart little cookie he is! Can you see the 'marble' in the pic with Quinn and the dog?

It was really quite comical to see. :)

SNOWWWWW

So, last winter, Quinn was not old enough to really appreciate the snow. This year, bring on the boots and gloves!! He loves it! Jake was out plowing the other day, and we discovered that Q loves to ride on the machine with his daddy. Even though his hands were bright red (he won't keep gloves on), he didn't want to come inside. It was fun to watch. Lily loves the snow too. We went to Grams and Bapo's house today, and they played tag in the backyard running along trails made by bapo before the game. That was after they took turns knocking down the icecicles in the back yard.