Thought we hadn't had an update on the belly for a while. Things are going well and we're looking forward to Baby E making his or her debut.
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Belly Progress Week 38
Thought we hadn't had an update on the belly for a while. Things are going well and we're looking forward to Baby E making his or her debut.
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Snow Piles
Imagine these piles about 2 and half times bigger and that is what I had to parallel park between.
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Baby Shower Time
What will the baby look like? You be the judge.
S had her baby shower last weekend. Our house is jam packed with onesies, bouncers, swings, diaper bags, and strollers. Aunt L and Uncle J were nice enough to lend us some hand me downs from our nieces younger days. Grandma and Grandpa South came up for the festivities as well as Aunt L, Kara, and Aunt Boo. S had a blast and loved all of the cool gear. As you may recall from a previous post we had received numerous outfits for East Coast Teams. Thanks to the shower, we know have a few more West Coast representations. Not only did we get a very cool Oregon State outfit, but we got some Willamette Bearcat clothes from Grandma and Grandpa South.
Decor at the shower included an equal number of blue and pink balloons. After the shower the balloons ended up at our house. By the end of the evening there were six pink balloons and one blue balloon still hanging up on the ceiling. We don't know what we're having, so we're looking for all kinds of signs and hints to tell us if the baby is a boy or a girl. The next morning when I woke up the only balloons that remained high on the ceiling were one pink balloon and one blue balloon. Those two balloons managed to hang tough for another day and then......
The balloon voodoo says it's a girl.
S had her baby shower last weekend. Our house is jam packed with onesies, bouncers, swings, diaper bags, and strollers. Aunt L and Uncle J were nice enough to lend us some hand me downs from our nieces younger days. Grandma and Grandpa South came up for the festivities as well as Aunt L, Kara, and Aunt Boo. S had a blast and loved all of the cool gear. As you may recall from a previous post we had received numerous outfits for East Coast Teams. Thanks to the shower, we know have a few more West Coast representations. Not only did we get a very cool Oregon State outfit, but we got some Willamette Bearcat clothes from Grandma and Grandpa South.
Decor at the shower included an equal number of blue and pink balloons. After the shower the balloons ended up at our house. By the end of the evening there were six pink balloons and one blue balloon still hanging up on the ceiling. We don't know what we're having, so we're looking for all kinds of signs and hints to tell us if the baby is a boy or a girl. The next morning when I woke up the only balloons that remained high on the ceiling were one pink balloon and one blue balloon. Those two balloons managed to hang tough for another day and then......
The balloon voodoo says it's a girl.
Old Man Winter
Shoveling is not fun.
We got blasted by a series of storms that dropped about 20" of snow during the week. It was a good half hour every morning of shoveling to get the car clear and make sure S had a path to her car. I woke up after the major hit, which dropped about a foot of snow, and proceeded to shovel mass quantities of frozen liquid sunshine. The morning after, I woke just in time to see the plow go by(Saved By The Bell anyone)? and lock me into my parking spot on the street. Two hours of shoveling later, I was ready to go to work. The piles I created through my shoveling exploits were about as tall as I am. I have added snow shoveling to the list of things I do not really enjoy.
We got blasted by a series of storms that dropped about 20" of snow during the week. It was a good half hour every morning of shoveling to get the car clear and make sure S had a path to her car. I woke up after the major hit, which dropped about a foot of snow, and proceeded to shovel mass quantities of frozen liquid sunshine. The morning after, I woke just in time to see the plow go by(Saved By The Bell anyone)? and lock me into my parking spot on the street. Two hours of shoveling later, I was ready to go to work. The piles I created through my shoveling exploits were about as tall as I am. I have added snow shoveling to the list of things I do not really enjoy.
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