Getting Ready

One of the points of not finding out the gender was to prevent unnecessary stuff coming into our very little cramped, low storage space house. It will happen after but then if it's a boy, maybe not because the garage is overflowing with stuff already.

Lots of fun playtimes being had.  And wrapping up school in two weeks keeps us busy.

No beach needed

Mothers Day Tea at school

So anyway, the nice thing about having nice friends is that they will help you get ready for said baby and make you feel special by throwing sprinkles that make the birthing seem imminent and that we should probably start to address it.

Soooo, fires were burning not too far away so we got some refugees for a slumber party! Our buddies came to play and have dinner with us and everyone got along very well and slept well enough if not great.  Then Friday night, the ladies from the street threw me a little baby shower. I sort of down played their planning so there were no games or any of that, but lovely homemade decorations and some good salads and apps. But it was a good night to be kid free and catch up/gossip about the neighborhood.

Sleepover buds

Saturday, we got to host lunch for Rachels 6 day old baby and Mia and the three other boys that came along with those two friends. Rick worked 8-6 so missed all the fun, but came home in time for me to have a little girls night out dinner with my friends.

Sunday rolled around, Jake, Violet and Dexter came over early and somehow, I had managed to sneak back in bed for an hour so missed this playtime. But, we ran down to the playground to meet Troy and Liam then grab bagels with them.

Kids love sand. The end.

I was pooped from all this fun and then Bobby had no school on Monday so we got to extend the weekend!

Then Tuesday, my lovely friends again and the running club had a surprise baby shower for me after our run.  It was awesome. Nice spread, great food, even good decorations for a playground and I got lots of diapers.

I literally turned around when they yelled surprise.

Best donuts ever. And You know it's bad when brownies need an extra deep pan

And some healthy stuff. Really fresh actually.

So the stuff is coming in and I literally have nowhere to put anything.  Jacks room is set up for him. We have a portacrib/bassinet in the master and will have a changing pad on our dresser, but I have to rig some buckets for diapers and clothes or something.  A little dresser or shelves at least.

Not small.

Also I realized, as I've know for a while now, we really have all our eggs in one basket when it comes to special Vic times through the year.  My birthday, Mothers Day, Ricks Birthday, Bobbys birthday,  Petunias birthday, Fathers Day, Jacks Birthday. All within ten weeks or so, add in graduations in a few years and we'll be all partied out in May and June.

Unrelated but I took the long way home because it was so gorgeous out.
And unable to be captured on a camera phone.

Boys are doing well. Three 95-100 degree days with no air conditioning is not fun. Our house is on the end of the street and has no big trees or houses on one side, plus two high uncovered windows so half the house was at least 85 degrees, probably more. Is like to think keeping windows shaded in the bedrooms helped but they also got pm sun, so I don't know how any of us slept. Except Rick. That's his ideal weather. 

Bobby is in a good place. Getting more mature, listening decently, able to be reasoned with. His fascination with card games then rock, paper, scissors continues with board games and mazes and connect the dots. Much to ricks chagrin, he loves his sleeveless shirts. (We don't need more) it's usually not warm enough here even in summer to wear them, but he has gotten such a kick out of them; with his pale skinny arms, it's pretty funny. 

Jacks lack of language causes some outbursts. Luckily I can usually decipher what he wants though. He is doing this weird thing where when he gets mad, and he hits himself in the head or bits the skin on his hand. Hmmm...

37 week appointment today. Nothing happening. Hope to make it past Bobby's birthday. But I guess it's not up to me!

There are a bunch (like 8!) fires burning south of us on the base and in San Diego county. With the heat and winds, it's been rough. Some of them are big brush fires and one or two in more populated areas. Scary stuff, but far from us luckily. 

Bobby has apparently mastered War and other card games because he's now onto Rock, Paper, Scissors and he loves it.

He can also do a forward flip in the air on the trampoline. I've only seen him land it on his butt, but he's close to standing.

I'm thinking about speech therapy with Jack. I know its' not a big deal yet, but he really should have more of a vocabulary. He is very expressive and knows what he wants, but he's getting frustrated I think. He's getting more out, sort of an alphabet song and he knows that please (pees) is a magic word. If he 'eh eh eh' wants something, and you look at him, he'll shout out a please expecting to get it. He is in there though man. He is sooo good at matching pictures in books or puzzle pieces and can point out shapes.

And I can only hope everyone remembers what goes around comes around and how I support all these little people on the street and their school fundraising and lemonade stands.  I can't say no, but I could sure spend my discretionary funds much better.