Pink Lint In My Dryer

It's a brave new world at our house.  PINK!  We sorted through girl clothes and boy clothes all weekend.  Unpacked, packed, washed, folded and sigh, done for now.  Can you see the boys fighting with swords in the background of this picture?  This is still a boy house through and through.

Here I am in all my pregnant glory.  Patrick was taking this picture for me, hence the 5 year old angle. 
UPDATES!  We are over halfway through the pregnancy.  The baby is growing and moving a lot these days.  Patrick and Kevin have both felt the baby kick.  Keith is a little too obsessed with his own baby to wait for mine to kick.  What?  You haven't heard?  Keith has a baby in his belly too.  His is a boy though.   

My baby is the size of a spaghetti squash!  We're so proud!  complaints: I have a serious case of preggo brain.  Excuse me if I can't remember your name or where I parked my car.  I am still fighting pregnancy headaches but they are coming every other day now instead of every day (Bonus).  And despite what my belly might tell you, this baby is riding low and probably will be for another few weeks.  I just have a big belly.  Little Spaghetti  Squash doesn't move above my belly button, the rest is just me.  On the upside, I finally have energy.  The last couple of weeks I have felt more like me.  One night Kevin couldn't believe that I was not only awake (and vertical) past 10 pm but I had also done laundry, made banana bread and changed sheets. 

Names?  Patrick's latest list includes: K-love and Calli.  Our list has stayed pretty short with Lauren, Erin and Caitlin.  Girl names are hard!

The boys are getting used to the idea of a new baby.  Keith has committed to stop sucking his finger before the baby gets here.  And he will be the chief table manners officer for the baby.  He even offered to hold the baby during dinners, "I hold baby in my yap and feed her."

In the meantime, we are set to enjoy the best summer ever while we wait for our new sister.

The Final Countdown

I've been planning our summer in my head for the last two months.  I just haven't had the time or energy to really plan (the boys are signed up for swim lessons and VBS, that's about as far as I got).  At some point, my mind planning turned into Internet planning and I found this really cute idea by Meg at whatever...    This seemed right up our alley.  I started a list, Patrick added on, I deleted a lot of my things and we set out to implement our Things to Do This Summer list.  We love it.

We found super cute font for our list!

Patrick cut the list out with the "fun" scissors

Then he glued mounted each one on a bright summer color he chose.

The garage door before.....

Sticking the list to the door.....

After.....

I love this list. He was so excited about dominoes we already checked that off the list.  Most of these are his.... you can probably find mine. 

Learn to play dominoes

Go To the train museum

Make S’mores

Drink Icees 7-11

Collect shells at the beach

Paint on real canvas

Finish Harry Potter

Play Nerf Gun wars

Ride without training wheels

Practice Math Facts

Practice First Grade words

Play basketball

Pick berries

Make popsicles

Tent Camping

Build Lego masterpieces

Take cooking classes

Go to the zoo

Practice front flips

Teach Keith his colors

Climb trees with Robby

Play with play dough

Practice sharing with Keith

Eat sushi outside

Picnic in the park

Go to the Circus

Patrick's Favorite Color

Patrick's favorite color is RED.  Some mornings I have to choose my battles.  Patrick was the default victor of the Red-on-Red Battle. 

Happiness is.....

Happiness is meeting Goofy.  TWICE!

Happiness is the Build a Mini section at the Lego Store.

Happiness is pretending you are Darth Maul.

And that is Keith.

Almost......

It smells like summer vacation.  Except for the fact that Patrick was dressed for February this morning, complete with a beanie and gloves!  Last week we completed our final Kindergarten homework.  I think I'm going to miss Kindergarten. 

Between now and the end there is a lot to do, including a full week of festivities for the last week of school.  And Patrick is anxiously awaiting his final book order for the year.  We have a lots of reading planned for this summer. 

We're still outnumbered....

5-2 if you count the dogs.  But hey, Girl Power is immeasurable right? haha.right.

All of your hoping and praying worked! This Baby Calli is a girl.

A girl baby in our boy house!  Wow.  I'm thinking it will really sink in when we start swapping out all of the boy paraphernalia.  Or when she gets here.....

No name yet.  We might not decide until she makes her debut.  But try on Lindsay Jr. for a week or so.

 

Just like the Bad News Bears

Except without Tatum O'Neal.  And with a lot more dirt.

Our boys are at the tail end of their first foray into organized sports: T-Ball.  So much about this experience is frustrating funny.  Let's put it this way, the team is made up of a bunch of 5-6 year old boys and Keith.  Some of the older boys have less self control than Keith.  And Kevin and I comprise 2/3 of the sucker coaching team.  The pictures.... they paint at least part of the picture.

LET'S GO PIRATES!!!!

 Warming up with Coach Kevin

What are you going to do?

We can't possibly pay attention 100% of the time.

But when we do..... stand by.

And then there's crowd control

First of all, every boy on the team went for the ball (this was one of the only times that happened this game.  progress!).  Second, one of the boys who may or may not be in this picture has a tendency to tackle and... lay on the other boys (and I swear when he does it next week and Kevin's not there, I'm putting him in time out.  And the boy who throws his mitt at his mother at least once per game is going to get a mama lou talking to).  Third, look at Keith in the next picture.  Getting ready to lay out on the dirt, bringing the drama.

And we hit.

And some of us can actually pay attention long enough to run the bases.

They are having a great time playing and that is worth the ticket price.  Every night Keith asks if it is T-Ball night.  Patrick is just enjoying himself.  And the entire viewing audience is cracking up at something Keith does every game.  Everyone is a winner.