Introducing Nolan (AKA John Doe)

Another Great Man Walking the streets of Heaven

Our Grandpa Boatman joined the many family members partying in Heaven this morning.

I can only imagine how much he is loving looking into the eyes of our maker and seeing all the familiar faces who has joined. I am sure he has been waiting for this day for awhile now.

Although we will miss him-- there is no doubt that he is far happier where in Heaven enjoying the majesty and beauty of the miraculous place that we can only dream of.

Grandpa was a very cool guy--who you would have all loved to know. People who met him instantaneously felt like they knew him for years. He lived a long and happy life. He accomplished many things and touched the lives of everyone who met him. There is no doubt that he fulfilled Gods purposes for him while he walked this earth.

YOU KNOW YOU ARE HAVING A BABY SOON WHEN

-None of your maternity shirts fit-
-You are wearing your husbands jacket outside because yours does not zip up anymore
-Your husband gets a chuckle most days telling you how large you have become (ALL IN FUN NO OFFENSE TAKEN BY ME)
-Climbing into the lofted bed is not as easy as it used to be
-Carrying laundry up the stairs causes contractions
-You have started calling yourself a hippo
-Your Friend who was due two weeks after you has her baby-- OWEN WYNIA -- so cute too
-Every where you go people say oh when are you due-- I thought it might be soon.
-A stranger says to you out of the blue " OH YOU MUST BE DUE TONIGHT" no lie
-Parents at preschool comment on how you have really popped in the past two weeks
-You start to think oh well what is another bowl of ice cream at 11pm- there is no going back now
-You realize that there is not enough time left to get everything done that needs to be because the baby will be here in no more than 15 days- AHHH
-You start to cherish every last minute with just three-- knowing that the life your kids know will never be the same again-when there is four your time will be divided even more-

Wenzels travels

Wenzel is doing well-- He is reporting back to Santa every night-- some days this works to my advantage- the kids are tell each other to behave because Wenzel is watching-- And a lot of nights I do not even see him leave. Luckily for me Mike does.

Last night was the most interesting night though. The boys had been in bed for an hour and I was actually awake enough to see Wenzel off to the North Pole. Little did I know that Garrett was still awake too. As I was saying goodbye to Wenzel (and placing him in his newest spot) up walks Garrett-- MOM What are you doing.

Now I do not lie to my children so it was hard for me to come up with a good one. So I say, "well I was showing Wenzel your money and telling him to report to Santa that you do not need as many presents this year because you have saved up so much money you can buy your own." (OH GOOD ONE KELLY -- it was the best I could come up with) Then I proceed to tell the little guy that I needed to show Wenzel the dust on our entertainment center so Santa could send a letter back with Wenzel telling him and Carson to help me out and dust the house for me. Garrett says Mom you can dust yourself. I explained that I could use the help and I figured if Santa told them to do it then he probably would without complaining. Luckily for me he believed the entire story.

He walked out to the living room and told Wenzel that the money was to buy stuff for other people and he didn't really want to dust so he didn't have to tell Santa that.

OHHHH the pickles I get myself in.

Mike was laughing the entire time in the hallway listening to me try to handle the situation.

Garrett took the picture - If you zoom in you might even be able to see some dust on his legs-- HA HA -

Adison moves to a toddler bed

Adison moved to a toddler bed this past week---
I am now realizing that this was a big mistake --

The first night went great. The second night she fell out of bed one time.
The third time she fell out of bed four times and got up at 4:30 for the day-- AHHH
and last night she fell out one time and came crawling into our bed at 3:30am with her blankies.

Of course this is not ideal since we have very little room in our bed already considering that I am now a hippo. LOL

So she is officially going back into a crib today--
Poor thing- hate to break her heart this way--
but I think it is totally worth it- because I will start to go insane if I don't get sleep at night--especially since the baby will be here any day now.

Oh Carson never makes us stop laughing

Carson-- am so thankful of Carson!! He is always keeping us on our feet-- sometimes I pray for patience with him but I am forever thankful that I have a child filled with such character. I know that at times we crush his spirit. Hopefully he will forgive us some day for the need to put him back on track at times. Afterall sometimes we all need correction.

He reminds us of this daily when we slip up and say something that may be a little inappropriate. For instance- -this evening he yelled at Mike for saying the word stupid-- "Dad we don't say the word stupid in this family!!" He never misses any opportunity to correct our speech.

He also has a way of making us all laugh-- especially at dinner time. Last night he was so mad at Me because I made lasagnel, He refused to eat and said, "Mom you are such a butterscotch I am not eating this." And he said it as though he was really saying something awful.

Two minutes later he was in a better mood and started telling us he could spell YMCA. He said give me a C, give me a Y,- What's that spell YMCA.

It was beyond hilarious-- well atleast we thought so!!

You might might not recognize him but yes it is Mike under those glasses

For the first time in the thirteen years I have know Mike he is wearing glasses. He wore them for the past three days. Of course not by choice. He was officially diagnosed with pink eye on Wed. Poor guy-I don't think I have seen an eye so red or itchy. To top if off he had just missed a day of work because he was so sick the day before. Precisely why he got pink eye. He laid in bed miserable for almost a day and a half with his contacts in. I would not wish his migraines and cold on anyone. Luckily he is starting to get a little better. Although, this evening he started to lose his voice-- he came into the living room saying very quietly- I hope you don't go into labor tonight because I won't be able to say much of anything. It was very funny.