...This little guy turned three years old.
He loves his new Transformers and doesn't like to share them with his little brother. Not even the empty box it came in. (We have to work on the whole sharing thing a little more, I see.)
This boy is obsessed with Transformers. His Hot Wheels cars become Transformers when he has them stand up on their rear tires. A piece of toilet paper becomes a Transformer while he's sitting on the potty. He even turns himself into a Transformer multiple times a day. This child loves them, to put it lightly! He hasn't quite gotten the transformation down yet on the higher end models and pops pieces off frequently. But he's trying!
...This littler guy turned 18 months.
He is more of an observer than a talker, that's for sure. He loves his books, although he rarely gives you a chance to get through an entire one. He loves his brother and sister and follows them around, but yet also likes to go off on his own and do stuff by himself.
...I am exactly 5 months away from my due date.
We go in on Monday for our big ultrasound. While I am happy with it just being a healthy baby, I know Isabelle is desperately hoping for a sister. She comes home from school with drawings of her baby sister, no matter how many times I tell her that it might be another brother. She's determined, I guess. So far I have been 3/3 in guessing the baby's gender with the other three, and I always had an idea early on. But with this one I haven't really had anything to sway me one way or another. No dreams, no nothing. But since I like to make a prediction, I'm going to say it's a girl. The only thing that's leading me to that conclusion is that this baby is not a mover, and I remember Isabelle never moved much either. But again, with Belle I never, ever felt sick. And with this one, I felt a little nauseous like I did when I was pregnant with Casey. But with Grahm I didn't really feel nauseous at all. So, it's really hard to say. And like I stated earlier, as long as the baby is healthy, I'm happy.
Ugh, I am exhausted. Belle's school was having a dinner fundraiser after church tonight, and I had signed up to make three desserts. So I spent all day baking while Chris watched the kids. I was planning on making at least one thing yesterday, but I never got around to it. Don't get me wrong...I love baking! But now I am just a little tired from standing all day. (Although I did take a 30 minute break and laid on the couch in the afternoon.) I ended up making snickerdoodles (which were "fantastic", according to Belle), a berry cobbler (which, despite not having any sugar in it, is actually quite good!), and chocolate cupcakes. I had actually made the cupcakes last week as well, and they are not as chocolate-y as I thought they would be. They definitely taste like chocolate, but they are not overwhelming. I still needed a glass of milk after eating one though!
Since the kitchen was already a mess (and still is because I don't think I could've stood another minute to do the dishes), I also made dinner tonight. And I am not someone who cooks. All the dishes I make I can probably count on one hand...if I'm lucky. But there was a recipe I had been wanting to try for a while, and I thought I should make it first instead of Chris. (Chris likes to improvise and make a recipe his own. He is actually quite good at it and I think out of the 6 years we've been married, there have only been two dishes I haven't liked. I can't remember what one of them was, although I can vaguely picture it, but I remember another one was some kind of ranch mashed potatoes. It just wasn't good. Although, I'm sure now he'll pester me about the mint chicken (what was I thinking?!) I made for him when we were dating to impress him with my culinary skills...which turned out to be lacking. So it's a good thing he can cook!) It was a cajun chicken pasta from my favorite blogger...although it wasn't as spicy as I liked since I didn't add as much cajun seasoning as the recipe called for because I was worried the kids wouldn't eat it because it would be too spicy. Chris said he liked it...although it's hard to believe him because he ate the mint chicken and told me he liked that too, yet later admitted that it was awful. (Which it was!) Belle said it was "the best" with a smile on her face...she couldn't be lying, could she?! And Grahm ate it, which doesn't say much because he eats practically everything. And Casey wasn't feeling well, so he didn't really touch it...at least I'm going with that reason for why he didn't eat much.
I must say, I am looking forward to tomorrow and relaxing. Belle and I are going to spend the day working on her poster for school and playing Barbies. I felt bad because she asked me a couple times today to play Barbies with her, and I just didn't have the time. But then she seemed quite content to sit in the kitchen with me while I was baking and play games on the computer. Her favorite game was decorating a dollhouse. She was so proud of herself! She even made sure to put a desk and a computer in it. *grin*
Poor Belle has been battling a nasty cough all week. For the past few nights, she's been waking up around 11:30 with nightmares. And last night, after I had her lay in our bed, she complained that her ear hurt. I gave her some Tylenol and she stopped crying almost immediately. And then this morning, when she went to school, I asked her if her ear hurt at all and she said it didn't. So, not knowing if the ear fiasco was actually true or if she was just being dramatic because she was overtired or if she had just slept on it funny, I made a doctor appointment for her after school (after consulting with Chris and also his parents...I needed second opinions!). Sure enough, she has a double ear infection: one ear is completely red and the other is red on the top. The doctor told me that if I had waited, at around 3 a.m. it would've gotten really bad as the fluid would've built up by then. She's a brave girl and rarely complains, so you have to know something has got to be wrong when she does. She was so exhausted tonight that she fell asleep while I was reading books to her. Such a sweetie.
On a brighter note, Isabelle is the "I Am Special" child this coming week in preschool. So, that means that she gets a special poster to color and gets to hang out with "Buddy Bear". She was so excited! She has been talking about this for a few months now...no lie. If she doesn't bring up the poster, she brings up Buddy Bear. She kept asking me when it was her turn to bring him home. I'm so glad that it's her turn now, but I just hope she'll be able to let him go next week.
Not only did we take Buddy to the doctor's office with us, but he also got to go to Mimi and Grampi's house tonight for dinner. And as you can see, she felt the need to dress him for the weather as it's a little cold tonight. Quite the mother hen she is. *grin* It was so cute though...Chris was getting the boys in the van and I was putting my shoes on when I glanced over at Belle in the hallway putting her hat and scarf on Buddy. I think she is really going to enjoy having him around. And now he is currently residing in her bed keeping her company while she sleeps. He has had quite the busy day!
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