Is it March Madness or a Sickness?

I like college basketball just as much as the next person. In fact- it is the one time of year that you will see me sitting next to Shaun on the couch cheering for a team that in reality- I know nothing about other than the fact that they are a 12 seed beating a 5. But I do think that you have to draw the line somewhere (maybe in the puddle of drool that drips from the watchers mouth to the floor or in the trail of crumbs leading from the kitchen to the living room). In fact, I think that new legislation needs to be drawn up stating that when a person reaches a 36 game a week habit, he (or she) will be declared legally dead and their estate probate.

Boy or Girl? Did you place your bets?

Drumroll please... We finally had our ultrasound last week- and we know something that the rest of you don't! Well- only for a minute anyway. Okay- minute's up... we're having a boy!!! I really thought it was a girl- but I am really, really relieved that it's another little boy. Ty is the only grandkid on both sides of the family and I think that having another boy to run around with will be good for both of them. I hope anyway.

I'm not sure that Ty is entirely on board with the baby thing- in fact I'm not sure he really knows what's going on. I called him my baby the other day and he stopped dead, turned around on me and said "I'm NOT your baby. I'm Ty Kidd. Baby is in your tummy." So there. He's just been funny with the whole thing though. Shaun and I put up the crib in the baby's room a couple of days ago and once it was built- Ty looked at it for a minute then ran into his room, got a blanket and put it in the crib for "baby."

All in all it's kind of a scary thought- you know- having two kids. Shaun and I are still just two idiots and I can't help but think it's crazy... giving us these little ones. I mean- who's to say that we're not just going to screw them up in our own special way? Any idiot can be a parent but the state makes you have a special license to own a dog. Is that smart? Or responsible? I don't know. I don't have the answers for all of life's mysteries (just don't tell Shaun that- I think I've all but got him convinced that I know EVERYTHING), I just hope that we can be the parents that we need to be in order to have these boys grow up feeling loved and looked after.

Ahhh- Outside at Last!!

Do you know what I love about Grandma's house? The fact that not one thing is the same as at our house. And since everything is so different- it gives Ty something new to do and he quits driving me nuts. This last weekend we drove to Declo to spend a few days with Grandma Jacki and Papa. Since it's early spring- the sheep farm (is it a farm or a ranch?) down the street was "lambing"- meaning there was a bunch of cute little brand new sheep running around down there- and Papa couldn't help but take Ty to see them. These little lambs were so cute- and I would have taken one home if I wasn't certain that the neighbors might not think it was such a good idea. Ty was a little shy and totally freaked out when the babies started licking his fingers. He was convinced that they were trying to eat him.

Saturday afternoon, Shaun and his brother Chad thought it would be really "fun" (I think they were really thinking that it would be funny and entertaining for themselves) to take Jeni and I shooting. I've shot before- but it was a long time ago-and frankly- I'm not a big fan of shotguns. They kick when you shoot and it always makes my shoulder hurt- I'm not a big fan of pain either. But in the interest of doing something that Shaun loves to do... I came, I saw, I shot and I hurt my shoulder. It wouldn't have been so bad if I had been able to hit something besides the air next to the target... Maybe next time.

The other fun thing about Declo is all the time we got to spend outside!! There was no snow there (unlike our house- which still has 2-3 feet in our front yard)- so we stayed outside almost the whole time. Ty likes to "help" Papa feed the cows- and this time spent most of the time actually in the manger. I don't know that the cows were too thrilled to have a two year old in their dinner- but they managed to avoid him for the most part. It was a really fun weekend and it really made me want all of the snow at our house to MELT! I'm so ready for spring- it's killing me. That's one of the things that I really miss about Boise. It did snow there, but then it would rain and get rid of all the snow a few days later. It was nice. You got to throw a snowball and then it was gone. I went outside the other day, here at home, and actually tried breaking up some of the bigger snowdrifts in the hopes that it would help it melt faster- but there's just nowhere to put it. Stupid snow. I'm coming to Houston- you better get your couch ready Erica!!

Winter Thrills

Make a scrapbook - it's easy!

HALFWAY!!

You know what I discovered today? We are officially 20 weeks pregnant!! Which means there are only 19 weeks left until I'm not pregnant anymore! A victory dance would be in order if I could muster the energy to do so. This baby has totally been sucking the life out of me- I don't remember being this tired when I was pregnant with Ty or this sick. One of these days I figure I'll get around to feeling better- but that day is apparently not today. Oh well. 19 weeks. We find out next week if we are having a boy or a girl- and then the great name debate begins- though I'm starting to think that if I have to be sick and tired for the whole 9 months I should just get to pick whatever name I want. Shaun doesn't really think this is such a great idea- but I'm starting to think "No uterus- no opinion." Anyway- I think this one might be a girl and Shaun is pretty sure it's another boy... So the bets are on!

Big Boy Bed!

We officially made the switch on Ty a couple of weeks ago- good-bye crib and hello twin bed. I was really nervous about this because of all the horror stories that you hear about the kid not wanting to stay in bed and not being able to sleep and climbing into bed with mom and dad... I just didn't know if I was ready to give up my bed or my eight hours of un-interupted sleep. But I also didn't want Ty to think that we were kicking him out of his bed when the new baby got here either- so we did finally get the twin bed set up in his room and sheets that he picked out all by himself (he wanted snowmen... interesting I suppose). And you know what- he never even looked back. Ty has been sleeping in his new bed for almost a month now and you would never know that at one time he even had a crib. Except for the fact that he won't get out of the new bed unless his dad or his mom is in the room with him. So every morning at 7:00 you can hear this little call coming from his bedroom "Mama! Come get me out of my bed!" Which is something he used to do in his crib too- I think it's nice- and a little strange- but I won't complain!