Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Evening things out.

We are expecting another girl. Her due date is May 24, 2009.

Last week, we went around the table and had all the kids guess whether they thought it would be a boy or a girl and they all thought it was a girl...so...apparently we all win. I love boys, but at this point I felt like a girl would fit into the family well.

We are probably done. (I told this to a lady in my ward and she said "Yea, right!" Thanks, lady.)

Saturday, December 27, 2008

Pics

Steve and Levi and Cecelia plotting Pine Wood Derby car designs. Cecelia wants one too this year.


It's hard to get pics of Israel because he hide or makes faces. I have recently discovered that I can get pictures of him when he's reading, or in the middle of a Wii contest with someone.
Francesca just might end up being neat and tidy like Grandma Morgan. After she would get a piece of paper off of a present she would walk the paper into the kitchen and throw it in the garbage. It was cute, but took a long time, so we finally moved the garbage next to her in the living room.

All my kiddos. I do like them.


Hope you all had a Merry Christmas. We did...except for the crying.



Monday, December 22, 2008

Growing like a weed



So, Charity asked for a picture to see how big Elijah's getting. Unfortunately he's getting big. He wanted to measure again just the other day, obviously feeling the tightness of the race between us. So, here's the picture. I am standing on some Sandra Boyton books because he had boots on and I didn't want to give him an unfair advantage.

So, in other news, we have been attending concerts, and programs, and concerts, and programs...and pack meetings and ward parties. Luckily I think most of that stuff is done for the year. Now we just have Christmas to survive. A few days ago Cecelia said something about getting tons of presents, so I said to her. "You know, you're not getting tons of presents this year. You're getting some presents, but not tons." She immediately burst into tears.

So much for all those Christmas lessons on the real meaning of Christmas, and giving, and all that. So far it hasn't seemed to sink in.