The farmer's market...

We took Ash to the farmer's market a few weeks ago and he was being pretty cute:



We had fun walking around and sipping on the best limeades I've ever tasted. We got lunch at the Sudanese stand, which I had been craving since Tom tried it last year. So yummy.

Ash asked me to take his picture by these little bears...


silly bean

The prego belly...

I didn't dare ask Tom to take a picture of my belly. He's not a fan of it anyway. But I still wanted a picture just for the baby's book, so I gave my camera's remote control a try.

They aren't the greatest pics... but at least the belly has been memorialized for when its gone!

Here I am at 38 weeks.



a big ole bowling ball of fun...

Summer stuff...

We have been doing lots of fun stuff for the summer. Tom has been home on the weekends so we often get to do fun things with him too.

Ash's daycare went to the zoo on a Friday. It was a big deal to the kids, so I couldn't let Ash miss it, and decided to tag along with them. They broke the kids into groups of 4-5, and Ash's best buddy Gerritt was in a different group, but his second favorite Emery was with him.


She's a cutie.

Tom has been doing lots of work in our yard. Ash loves to help... and of course by help I mean make a big mess... but they always have fun together.


For the fourth of July I asked Asher what he wanted to do. Go to a parade? No. His choice... fishing. He so takes after his dad.



We didn't take him to fireworks. He doesn't like loud noises and has always hated fireworks... and it wouldn't be worth all the effort of parking and driving. We saw some from the house and Ash was like wow for about two seconds and then he was over it and hated them again.

And my dad is finally home from the hospital. That was a great day! We went over to see him and he was doing so much better than he had in the hospital. It's a mental thing to be home and free from cords and machines... and let's not forget clothes... no more hospital gowns to arrange and rearrange to make sure nothing is hanging out. He's moving around more... in fact... that day he was hanging around outside. Brandon and Ash were chasing a water snake around the yard and my dad walks right up to it and picks it up.


That's so my dad. Back to normal.

Thomas conversations...

This is a text convo between Tom and I after my last doctor's appointment:

Me: Doc says baby is a-ok.
Tom: What about contractions?
Me: Sit and hydrate when I get them. More than six an hour then call.
Tom: Why are you so big? Did you ask?
Me: U suck. And no.

I really should take some pictures of myself for posterity's sake. I am easily as big as I was with Ash when I delivered and I still have a whole month to go (the month the baby is supposed to just pretty much gain weight). Yikes.

Maybe I'll get my loving and supportive husband to take a few pics of my wonderful belly.