The First Sleepover

Last night, M had one of his little kindergarten friends over for a sleepover.  It was loud, raucous, and a lot of fun.  The highlight of the evening was giving the boys (and tagalong L) a couple of glow sticks and setting them loose out back after dark.  

Authentic, hand-crafted sign designed to keep girls out.

The boys slept in the tent that we have in what should be our formal dining room.  (Wait.  You don't have a tent up in your living room?)  Over the course of the evening and in to the wee hours of the morning, I discovered that kindergarten boys giggle and shriek exactly like little girls.  Go Figure.

Family Vacation

This year for Spring Break, we packed the car and hit the road for San Antonio.  We were only gone a few nights, but we hit up two main attractions:  the Alamo and Sea World.  The plan was to get up early and hit the road before sunrise and let the kids sleep most of the way in the car.  Yep.  That did not happen.  Sure, we got the kids up early, but they did not pay attention to the part of the plan that called for them to fall asleep.  So everyone was awake the whole time on the way down (though I may have dozed off for a moment or five).

Our car is a little old-school in that it does not have built-in DVD players for the kids, so we had to entertain the kiddos the old-fashioned way, through lots of songs and stories.  Since we were en route to San Antonio, I figured why not teach the kids the good old Texas classics.  We spent a great deal of time singing Deep in the Heart of Texas.  I could not remember all the lyrics to Yellow Rose of Texas, but I managed to teach the kids a modified version.  We listened to Johnny Cash's version of Remember the Alamo a number of times, but I opted not to teach the kids the lyrics -- we'll wait until they're a little older.  Of course I had to regale the kids with the story of the Alamo (somewhat edited, of course, to accommodate the 3 year old and 5 year old in the car).  M was totally engaged in the history of the battle and was, of course, reverent when he entered the shrine.  I was very proud of my budding historian.

Overall the trip was a success - fun was had by all.  The ultimate highlight was the visit to the Alamo.  M and L had already seen it once, but it was Steve's very first time.  I suppose that makes him a true Texan now.

Ooooh look!  An old cannon!   

Yep, they're brother and sister.

Happy visitors!  Lauren was clearly still saddened by the loss of the heroes.

Subchorionic Hemorrhage

It's been a while since I've posted, not that we've been terribly busy doing fantastic things mind you, we've just been busy with everyday, run-of-the-mill stuff, which, when you think about it, is awesome.  That being said, lately we've been processing something rather heavy - a subchorionic hemorrhage. 

I'll spare you the gory details, but in a nutshell within the past six weeks I had to make a handful of emergency visits to my OB/GYN because of irregular bleeding.  I underwent a battery of ultrasounds and other assorted probes only to be told to take it a little easy and just wait and see.  Which, of course, I did.  It was tense and stressful (let's not forget about the antibodies) and I wasn't on official bed rest, so I couldn't even kick back and watch my stories.  Fast forward a few weeks and another OB/GYN visit and we've gotten the all clear.  The clot is no longer visible and the bleeding has subsided, so we are very thankful.

Soooo...this hemorrhage on top of the antibodies on top of the fact that I'll be over 35 when #3 comes around, which in medical jargon translates to me being older than Methuselah and opens up yet another batch of potential problems, has made for a pregnancy unlike the previous two.

Spring Break 2011