Swinger Baby - Yeah!

After months of our wintery indoor prison (minus the trip to Florida) we are getting out. Jr. loves going to the park and apparently loves swinging. Loved it for at least 30 minutes straight.







Adrienne and Carter met us at the park for a little chilly fun in the sun. We played outside a lot - it was lovely. We also celebrated with our friend Sara on her 30th birthday. He told me Sara was pretty and nice.

He was in a fantastic mood all weekend, maybe it was the fresh air or the supreme naps, but he was a sugar baby all weekend. At night when I put him to bed now not only do we have to mooch, but we have to high five and fist bump. He speaks so clearly.



The other morning he told me that there was a baby in Junior's belly. He is going to name it "Baby Sister" and that the baby is SO BIG - SO BIG!

Speaking of the big baby, Carrot boy is kicking me right now thanks to the ice cream I just ate. My stomach is getting really heavy and I can hardly cross my legs anymore.

P.S. Happy Birthday Uncle Jon! We are really excited for this weekend!

Half Way There!

Banana Boy is at 20 weeks. That is half way to 40 weeks. That is half way to mid July. Half way to our next huge life changing event. Half way to falling head over heels in love with a new baby boy.

Speaking of baby boys. Friday night Carter came over to play. Janeen and I couldn't help ourselves and put the boys into the bath together. Carter lasted for about 10 seconds and then was OUT. Janeeen and I then dressed the boys in identical outfits and swooned over their adorableness.



Jr. had a fantastic weekend with his Nanny, Uncle Bean and Faith in town. There was a fantastic trip to the park and tons of Nanny snuggles.








Jr. and Faith are nearly the same size, she has maybe one or two inches on him in height, but not an ounce in weight. Since they are the same size you sort of expect them to be the same age. Two years difference. It is crazy.

Boy Part Deuce

So there you have it, Heirloom Tomato Coleman is a boy. I will spare you the uber creepy ultrasound pics. The tech this time was kind of odd. I mean this one wanted to chit chat about illegal immigrants and health care reform, which don't get me wrong is SO much better than the last time where the ultrasould place gave up people's ultrasound photos for pro-life propaganda. . . but that is different story. She printed out two photos for us, one the skeleton face baby and the other is the feet. I think Ed wanted the one of his "turtle".

It was such a HUGE relief to see that everything looked good.

Junior got to see photos of his baby brother which he still insists is baby sister. He was less than impressed. He has also been sick, which I am convinced has turned him from sweetface monkey boy to "Nasty Baby".

All day today he was a total a-hole. Except for the time spent at Target. Whiney, crying, up at 6:15 AM not eating, hitting, falling down, abusing the dog a-hole. Afterall, I am not sure you were aware of this but, toddlers are a$$holes.

I even took him out to see his daddy ice fishing. Junior screamed the whole drive out there "Junior Fishing!" "Daddy fishing" "Erik fishing!" "Mommy Sleeping!" "Milllkkk mommy!" He is learning to say please which offers one moment of redemption in a cloud of otherwise total a-holeness. On a rare occasion he will say thank you. Last night during our marathon 1+ hour bedtime ritual he kept standing up in my lap and saying "huggy hug" and "smoochy smooch". Then he would hug and kiss me. It was hard to tell him to quit it and close his eyes and GO TO SLEEP!