On the Court

This morning was Owen's and EJ's last basketball game. Since I had only been to the first game, I really wanted to go. With Mim and Aunt Lissa to help, I went and just sat the whole time.

The team has come a long way. It's a pretty awkward sport for such young kids, but they seemed to be getting the hang of it a little bit. Owen even scored 1 point.

EJ did a great job coaching and I love how it gave Owen an extra boast of confidence.

Mason warmed up with the team. He is actually quite good and very coordinated for such a little guy. He listened to everything EJ said and attempted all the exercises. He is going to give Owen a run for his money.

All Smiles

Owen lost his first tooth last night at dinner. It has been loose for a while and popped right out while he was eating a breadstick. He was so surprised and excited. Mason was disturbed and a bit concerned. I suppose it would seem strange if you didn't understand it was suppose to happen.
Excuse the pizza sauce on his face. I didn't think any thing of it when I took the pic, but now it looks a tad like blood.

Mim's Visit

I have been terrible at taking pictures this week. My heart just isn't in it. I have actually felt and acted like a growling bear most of the week. Not sure if new hormones are too blame or if 8 weeks of house arrest is aggravating me. I am much hotter than normal, so I think it's probably both. I even went to Wellspring on Tues morning. I regretted it that afternoon, but was so glad I went.
Mim has been visiting this week. The baby clothes are washed! She has been a great help cleaning up after us and keeping the boys entertained and feed. Fortunately she is going on a real vacation next week b/c she is going to need it!

EJ is sad that I don't really look forward to the weekends right now. It really has nothing to do with him. I really am so glad to see him. The weekends just tend to be harder, b/c I want the boys to go out and have fun. Which leaves me alone to feel sorry for myself. I know so many of you would love a day alone to rest, etc. I keep telling myself that soon I will have NO time for rest. It will happen overnight, I will have to go from doing nothing to overdrive.

32 weeks and counting!

Oh and my clothes keep shrinking. This always makes a girl feel good.

Karate Kid

Today was Owen's last day of his after school Karate class. EJ left work early to watch and be my eyes. He enjoyed the class and is sad it's over. I was very surprised they got uniforms for a total of 6 hours of class, but he does look cute.

Poor Kid

I yelled up to Mason yesterday that his lunch was ready. As he came down the stairs he said, "Mama you made it all yourself? Thank you, Mama"

Something your children should not have to say. Fortunately I am much more sad about it then they are.