Downtown Halloween was super cute though. Just hoards of kids dressed up, and then there was this girl. She was the cutest.
Unfortunately she didn't keep the hood on very much so she ended up just looking like a bar maid from Medieval times. The era, not the restaurant.
So, the real reason I haven't written in a while is because Adeline took up with the rodeo.
Fine. She didn't. But girlfriend did try to ride the dog once. It didn't go well.
Ok, the real reason - I'll give it to you in a list of little joys and see if you can figure it out:
Eczema, hemorrhoids, weird acne in weird places, endless puking, unable to cool off even in 20 degree weather, sore skin, gas, breasts of a greek goddess, butt the size of a picnic table (according to my loving partner), endless hunger, inability to watch The Voice without sobbing uncontrollably, inability to watch Ellen without sobbing uncontrollably, inability to watch anything without sobbing uncontrollably, belly button about to leap off my body and start a life of it's own.
Give up?
Here. I'll give you another hint.
Yay! I'm pregnant! Again!
In that picture I am about two days pregnant. Apparently you show waaaaaaaay earlier the second time.
So, we're totally excited. Luckily we captured the joy on Adeline's face when we told her she was going to be a big sister.
Honestly, you're gonna wanna scroll to the bottom if you don't want a lot of cheese right now, but we are so in love with this little lady, she is so funny, and cute, and adorable, and has a little fireball of a personality that I'm sure I will rue when she's a teenager, but she's not right now. Right now she's a little one year old fireball, and that. is. awesome. I know kids aren't for everyone, but I feel so lucky, and so amazingly blessed that kids are for us. For me and for Josh. Because most of the time we sit around at night having dance parties and laughing and reading stories and mopping the floor (girlfriend loves to mop the floor, don't ask me why, i hate it), and there's nothing we'd rather be doing.
Unless it rhymes with Ryan Gosling. Then we'd think about it.
Anyway, my point is - we love her and being a family. And she loves other kids. Loves them. And I am so happy, and grateful that she gets to have a sibling, because my brother and sister are the best things ever. I mean, if nothing else, they're the only people in the world you can call and say, "Oh my god, do you know what your mother/father did?" And trust me, my kids are gonna need somebody to talk to about us.
Oh Mama don't be sil. . . . No, that's totally true.
Wait, big sister? That mean I have to share? Hold up.
Anyway, to celebrate news of the new baby we got hit with a snowstorm!
She loved it until she ate it face first in the snow, and then she hated it. Oh my god she looked just like the kid in A Christmas Story though. Love. Love. Love.
Also, she's taking up reading. And she's very serious about it.
Where's my new Tom Clancy book ya'll?
And the paper. She loves the paper.
Best. Picture. Ever.
