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Surprise....

  by bossychick~ ....I'm not dead. I've just been busy and tired from the holidays, and I know its January, the end of it , whatever, I'm back. I guess I'll catch you up on our holiday ventures...

Christmas Eve we went to my brothers house and had Christmas with him and his and my Dad and step-mom 

 

Christmas morning we ate breakfast at my mom's ( sorry no photo)

Christmas day we went to my In-laws (sorry no photos there either, I'm slackin)

While at my In-laws I actually did get pics of Baby Girl with her great-grandparents. (Big Girl and The Boy were with their Dad)

This is Great Grandpa

 

and Great Grandma

 

and Great Granny

 

and then we were done

 

That is all you do what axDXI( baby Girl is helping me type) I say- Bossy

weighing in at....

  by babychick~20 lbs. 9 oz. Yeah, that would be the weight of my not so tiny baby. He has gained almost a whole pound in a little over a week.

There's a funny story to this though....When I was still pregnant I ran into a girl I knew from high school who had a four month old boy. We got to talking and she told me that he weighed 22 lbs. After we left I looked at my husband and said something like, "oh my goodness! that baby was huge." Now that I'm in the same boat I think I'll keep my mouth shut next time something like that happens.

Anyways I never expected him to be so big, but I love it.I love all of his little rolls, and I'm not sure what I would do with a skinny baby. Besides the doctor said it was just fine and I'm feeding him the right amounts.

So I have a question for you moms that had or have chunky babies. We are about to have to buy a new car seat, one that is not a carrier also and he cannot sit up on his own yet. This is going to make it quite difficult for grocery shopping, eating out, etc. So does anybody have a solution for a safe way to doing these things with him.

Here a few pics for the full effect:

   

the flip video experiment

by photochick~ I've wanted a Flip video camera for a year now. So when I got money from my parents for Christmas I couldn't resist. It's seriously the coolest thing ever. We have a video camera, but it never seems to be around when you need it. The flip is the size of my cell phone and lives in my purse just like my phone. Available to capture those moments that you never seem to have a video camera around to capture.

 So far I'm really, really loving it! Here's a serenade from Punkin from the day I opened up the package on my doorstep. Soooo easy . . .

(Please ignore the trash on the table behind him -- I told you anytime, anywhere! -- as well as my unexplained laughing like a horse.)

NOTE: After you hit play, be prepared to wait a while for the video to play. I promise, it works, it just takes a bit because I have the HD version. I'll have to work on lowering the video quality!

my music

by socialchick~ Ever since Miss Priss was a baby she would listen to TobyMac Diverse City CD and stop crying and sit back and relax. Well still to this day she loves Toby Mac. She calls it "my music" and wants to listen to it every time we get in the car. There has been yelling sessions over the CD. I must say that I'm a little tired of the CD.

Well "my music" aka TobyMac came to a city near us and we decided to take Miss Priss to see him. She was so excited that she wouldn't take a nap. She talked the entire way and kept asking where "my music" is? We finally got to the concert and there were 5 other groups that came out before Toby. It was Winter Jam. So around 8 p.m. Toby finally hit the stage and Miss Priss was so excited. She clapped one time and probably saw one move and out she went. I looked over at Mr. Social and Miss Priss was asleep on his shoulder. Well at least she saw "my music" dance one step.

Side note we went with Sassys family, Singers family, and A&Js family. Boy have times changed since I was in youth. If you had accepted Christ during something like this they would always call you to the back to pray with you and give you a packet. Well now days you text a number and they send you a packet or you can email them. No more leaving the concert. I felt a little old.

Here are some pictures of the concert.

 

Big Man and yours truly. Sorry about the pictures.

 

me and Sassy

 

My family

 

Miss Priss waving her hands

 

Sassys Big Man and friend enjoying the concert

 

Singers Big Man

 

and Miss Priss sleeping

a little Christmas

by photochick~ Christmas came and went with no photos from me on the blog. Mostly beause I took very few. The few I took were snapshots, but memories none the less.   

New jammies on Christmas Eve. I lucked up and found these striped footed Grinch jammies that say "Merery Grinchmas." And only $7 at Ross's. Can't be that. I LOVE footed jammies! Especially for my punkin who CAN NOT keep covers on in the middle of the night.

   

Santa brought a fireman's outfit. Singerchick- he'll never forget that birrthday party!

 

His very first lawn mower. Can't wait until this can be his chore! I know, a long time coming.

cutie pie!!

   by plannerchick ~ My mother in law kept my little one for us on Saturday night. Well if you know her, you also know that she brought her camera. She took literally about 50 pictures, and I just had to share some of my favorites! These are definitely going in one of those collages where you showcase all of the different emotions. I love them!

 

 

 

dedicating "the babies"

by photochick~ I collectively call Planner and Babychick's babies "the babies" since they are "the babies" in our family right now. I forget everyone doesn't know who "the babies" are when I make a comment to someone random and they look at me like I'm crazy.

Soooo, I thought I would explain . . . here's a couple of photos of "the babies" at their dedication several weeks ago. Aren't they the cutest things ever?

 

Plannerchick's chicklet.

 

Babychick's chicklet.

last family photo

by photochick~ I was looking through my photos tonight and realized that this is the last time we took a family photo. And by photo, I obviously mean, crappy snapshot.

And you want to know when this was??

Yeah, Trunk or Treat at the church in October. How sad is that? Pretty easy to tell when the nausea set it, huh? I'd say about five minutes after this photo was taken. :=P I really need to get back on the photo train.

unprepared

  by babychick~ Yesterday afternoon I had to go to plannerchick's house, and as I was leaving I was putting my little chicklet in the truck. As I turned around to close the door I was startled by two men standing right behind me. They both had their hands in their jacket pockets and were very quiet. This just made me nervous the way they were standing right behind me, I tried to mutter out the words "can I help you" but nothing would come out. They started talking, I think they were trying to sell something or ask me to give a donation, but I really couldn't understand. Then all of a sudden one man asks, "Are you a violent person?"

Now he could have been asking me this because of the look I had on my face. I'm pretty sure it was terror. But that is a really weird question to ask. Anyways all I could think of to say was, "umm hold on a second." And I ran to planner chicks door and said I need you to come here. Like really what is she going to do, beat them up.

So they tried to sell their product or whatever it was and planner tells them no thanks and they walk to the neighbors house. I know that it sounds like no big deal, but I just couldn't shake that feeling all night long. All I could think of was what if something really had happened, I don't think that I would have been ready.

a beard and a moose

by singerchick~ I guess this is a "kids say the funniest things" week for me, but I have to share.  Little Man has been cracking me up lately.  Last night we were getting ready for bed and he was following me around whining about something.  Well, to be honest, I was ignoring him.  Gasp!  I know horrible mother, but let me explain.  He had been whining all evening and I was about done with it.  I thought it was the same things he had been whining about.

"I want to sit by you when we pray."  or "My boo boo hurts.  I need a band-aid."  This boo boo was an aunt bite that was barely visible, mind you.

And really.  Come on.  Be honest.  You do it too.  Don't you?  I know you do.

So anyway the whining was turning into crying so I stopped what I was doing and asked him what was wrong.  He said what I thought was, "My beard hurts."  I thought that can't be what he's saying so I asked him to repeat.  He said it again with tears and this time pointed to his chin.  So now I get it.  His face hurt because it is so chapped from the cold weather and he was pointing to his chin and telling me his beard hurt.  I was cracking up!  I couldn't stop laughing long enough to get him to repeat it to Mr. Singer.  Poor guy.  He thinks his chin is his beard.

Little, what hurts? 

My beard.

 

Then as I was putting him into his bed and cuddling him he says. "I want to make it feel better.  Let's say in Jesus name."  That was his way of asking me to pray for it.  So sweet.  And cute.  And funny!

I love him!

Then this morning he points to the Quaker guy on his breakfast bar and says, "Like a moose.  I see his eyes."  This is all I can figure....