20 Days!

I know, I know, I only blog once a week. Unless I take pictures of my organized drawers and cupboards, I have seriously done nothing else. I did clean my scrapbook room and have quite a few pages finished. 

Anyway, it is exciting and unbelievable that Owen will be here in 3 short weeks. If anyone likes to dust or vacuum, come on over. No really, COME OVER!

If I do anything exciting this week I will blog more.

4 Weeks!

Baby Owen will be making his appearance in just 4 short weeks from today! It should go by really fast. I have been nesting and even tackled my scrapbook room. But I am having a hard time keeping the house clean because bending over is agonizing. So Christian has complete freedom to leave all of his trucks and tools ALL OVER. So, if I don't trip and go into labor early, maybe I can get more done in the next 4 weeks before my parents get here. Wish me luck!

Courtesy Laugh

In the last few months, Christian has been perfecting his courtesy laugh for all of those awkward moments. It is pretty effective.

Fancy Feet

Christian has learned a new dance move. I guess all of the tap dancing while he was in the womb has finally paid off. He did that dance over and over until both Jason and I were sick of singing that song. 

The Big Day! AND The Name We Have Chosen:)

I went to the doctor today and found out the day that I will be induced.... Drum roll please...

February 22nd! 

Woo hoo! Get this kid outta me! My Doctor is seriously awesome, I love her! That is 10 days before my original due date and about 5 from the due date on my last ultrasound. I am so excited and nervous to have another little baby. (I have posted a baby picture of Christian, wasn't he the cutest!) I feel like I have forgotten EVERYTHING. Sometimes when I watch Ike (7 months) I have to think "Oh man, can he eat that, or is he too little?" "Can he do that yet?" It is crazy how fast Bunky has grown and I have forgotten. (Why oh why didn't I start blogging earlier???) I guess it doesn't matter though because this one will probably be so different from the first.

Alright, so the name: 

Here is the deal. I have been very sensitive about the comments people are saying about our name choices. I have had my feelings hurt by the people who are supposed to love me the most because they want my husband and I to choose a name that suits THEM instead of US. Unfortunately, I do not think that ANY name choice can make everyone happy, and it shouldn't matter. It is our baby. The people who love and support us should love our child for who they are, and not harbor negative feelings because of a name choice.

What?? You want to know the name? Is it just too suspenseful for everyone? Did I mention that I am done with the birth announcements? Okay, okay, I will tell you the name. But only because I KNOW how loving and supportive everyone will be about our choice.

And the winner is:

Owen Spencer Weidauer

Why? Well, Owen is just a random choosing that I like a lot and Jason has been completely obsessed about for 7 months. And, of course, Spencer is my brother's name and we knew right away that we wanted to name (maybe) our last boy after him. 

The name in full means: "A well bred person who sells goods." So it makes perfect sense, really.

We hope you love it as much as we do and if you don't, then I promise you will love the baby.

What a "Crack" Up!

Grandma gave Christian a new pair of gloves yesterday, so I told him we could go play in the snow  with his trucks. It was pretty cold, but he refused to come inside. Even after being completely snot-nosed and frozen, I still had to bribe him with hot chocolate to come inside. I think maybe his butt was cold too!

Little Artist

Christian got a darling easel from Nana and Papa for Christmas, and has had so much fun painting, drawing, and using chalk. Tonight he was drawing with markers and started doing people. They are so cute! When the people are adults, he makes a long line to make them tall. And a short line for him. This is Kelli, Christian, and Mommy. Isn't he talented? Even though I don't remember arms growing out of my head.

Brain Age.

Just wanted to let everyone know that my brain age is 31. I know that the ideal is 20, but I am 28, so why push it? At least I brought it down from my original 68.

Why???

So Christian has discovered the art of repeatedly asking "Why?" The first few times it was amusing and  I would answer until he was distracted by something else to stop asking why. But, my patience is not what it should be and now he is driving me crazy. If he actually listened to the answers it would be okay, but he just asks to be talking or something. 

So, Jason was answering a him over and over the other night and I told him to stop encouraging annoying behavior. Jason just told me that eventually it always ends with "Because that is the way God made it." We tried it out a few times, and it works. Eventually, God just made it that way, and that is why.

Poor Clarkie!

I know how concerned everybody it about Clark, so here is an update:

-He LOVES the canned dog food that the doctor put him on. It is easy to give him his pills because I make little meatballs and he thinks it is a treat.

-He acts like nothing is wrong until we put the cone on his head. Then he cries and shakes and acts like he is going to die. I have been holding him a lot.

-When i have the cone off of his head and he is not sitting with me I will look at him every few minutes to make sure he isn't licking his wound. It is really creepy because every time I look at him he is just staring at me. I think he is a bit obsessed. It make me wonder if he does that all the time and I just haven't noticed.

-His teeth are really clean. I need to start brushing them so that they stay that way. Any advice???

-Jason is really insensitive. Sorry honey, but it is true. I can't believe the lack of sympathy men have. I wish he could give birth and then he would know how it feels to have a sore bum.

Well, he is doing really well, he will go for a checkup on Saturday and I will keep everyone informed.

Nothing to Blog

Sorry I haven't updated lately. I have been preparing meals and putting them in my freezer, getting Christmas stuff put away, and playing Brain Age. Our house is so boring that Ike and Christian have both fallen asleep in random places in the house.

Poor Clarkie had butt surgery (anal gland removal), and it ended up being more serious than they first thought. He is doing pretty good, but I know that the next couple of weeks will be rough for him. I have a picture, but it is pretty nasty, so I don't want to post it. Humans, be glad you don't have anal glands!

Happy New Year!

There is still 38 minutes until New Years, but I have a cold, and my year wasn't so great, so I am going to bed. I don't have a New Years picture, so I "picked" a different one. It is one of my favorites.

I don't really believe in New Years resolutions, but I do have some goals:

-Eat less Rocky Road and more veggies.

-Loose 10 pounds in 1 day by the end of February.

-Be a more patient Mommy.

-Improve my brain Age score.

-Find the floor in my scrapbook room.

-Kiss and hug the boys more. (Poor Christian, I already smother him).

-Be nicer to strangers (this one is definitely optional).

There are more, but I don't want to be too ambitious.

I also don't believe in the "old acquaintances being forgotten" thing, so everyone please stay in touch! Happy New Year!

Toy Overload!

No matter how hard we try, Christian always gets a billion toys for every holiday and birthday. He has been in toy heaven the last few days. We got him some duplo blocks and they came with sticker eyes. He had so much fun sticking them on the animals that we built. He would put "two eyes and two noses" on each one, it was so cute!. He also stuck them on Daddy. Today, I found a whole slew of them on his door. I feel like someone is watching me all the time!

My Birthday!

I can't believe the lack of phone calls on my birthday! Where were you people?? That really hurts. But, thanks to those who called, you are all so nice! 

I threw myself a party, and my parents bought me a cake, balloons, a tiara, etc. (Don't I look great in a tiara??- Disney princess anyone?) It was really fun. We ate pizza and had a good ol' time. So, notice the picture with the birdhouse... Dennis made that! Isn't it awesome? I got a lot of other fun stuff to, and got to be with my family. I hope I never become one of those bitter people who hates their birthday, I feel sorry for them. 

I do have a story that will make everyone weep tears of sadness and fury. My parents watched Bunky while Jason and I went on a date Thursday. I wanted to see the movie "Enchanted" (I know, it is cheesy, but I want to see it). Jason said no, so I reminded him that it was my birthday. He finally said he would go but would complain through the entire movie. Nice, huh?? So for my birthday, we went to see the movie that Jason picked. (I Am Legend, incase you were curious). Right after we bought tickets for his movie, he said "Okay, we can go see Enchanted." Um, okay, now that we already have tickets to YOUR movie! FYI, I didn't complain once during the movie even though it was kinda scary. I think in my next life I am going to be a lesbian then I won't have these problems.

Christmas Joy!

I am so sad that Christmas is over. I am depressed to think that Jason has to start studying again, and to have to take down all of my pretty decorations. A month is just not long enough to redecorate the entire house. 

We had such a nice holiday. My parents were in town, and we had everyone over for Christmas Eve dinner, then had a great Christmas here and at Jason's parents. We got to talk to Matt in Hawaii and pig out all day. It was great! 

Christian really got into the materialism side of the holiday this year. He would open a gift and say "I don't like this," or "I want this." Don't you wish you could be that honest: ""A sweater with a giant reindeer... I don't like this." 

Anyway, it was so much fun to spend time with the family, and I already can't wait for next year!

Benihanas

My Dad took all of us to Benihanas (or Benahanees if you are my Mom) and Christian didn't know what to think. He would just stare at the onion volcano. It was fun to be able to spend time with my Uncle, Aunts and parents. Plus, Christian learned how to feed all of us with chopsticks.

Build A Bear

Because this was the first Christmas without Spencer here, my Mom got this hair-brained idea that she was going to go to build a bear and make 30 (that is how old Spencer would have been) bears and give them to the kids at the Cancer hospital. Spencer always got a bear every Christmas. So, what started out with just a few of us escalated into this big family event (which will probably happen yearly). It was fun to pick out all of the outfits and go crazy decking out these little bears. Christian didn't really understand or get into it, but Jason had a ball! The lady at build a bear said he should get a job there. Infact, it seemed like the adults were more excited than most of the kids. Anyway, everyone contributed, all of Jenny's kids even pitched in some money. We all had a lot of fun. When my parents delivered the bears, they said that the kids they were able to see were really excited. (Do we even need to mention that my Spider Man bear was a huge hit).

Cinnamon Rolls

Ever since I can remember, a family friend in NM has brought our family Cinnamon rolls every Christmas. I love them! It was always the highlight of the season (I know, pathetic). And now that I live so far away my mom always saves me some. So this year, being pregnant and having constant cravings for sweet stuff, I wanted the recipe. With my Mom's help, I finally talked this family recipe out of our friend, and made the rolls right away. With help from Kelli, my Mom, and Christian, I made over 4 dozen! I ate ALL of them. Okay, not really, but my freezer is stocked for when I have the baby blues and need a pick-me-up. Don't they look great?? I am becoming quite the Martha!

2 more days...

Just a reminder that everyone has only 2 more days to find me the perfect birthday present. Please, no re-gifts. Thank you!

Dance Party!

Here is a little post-holiday entertainment for everybody. You really can see where Christian gets all of his cool dance moves. Aren't my boys well, um.... special?

Albert Weidauer??

Jason got his grades for the semester back. Guess what he got in Organic Chemistry?? No really guess... He got an A-!!! We are all so proud of him and all of the hard work he put into studying this semester. It is almost impossible to balance a job, family, and school, but Jason always makes us feel loved and works so hard. 

New Haircut

So, I finally got my hair cut. I had been waiting because I wanted Carson to do it (she is THE BEST). She just had a baby, so I was trying to be patient. It is so funny when people ask me "who cut your hair?" I say "Oh, I get it cut in my cousins basement while our boys play in the rock pile." Anyway, thanks Carson I LOVE IT! I tried to take a picture, but it is hard to get a good one with the camera aimed at myself- this one will have to do. (Christian got his cut too, but he wouldn't pose for the picture).

I made -$15 this week & I only worked 9 hours!

So I had such empty classes this week, that I got to scrapbook a bit. Here is the page I did. I know, you are all probably sick of these pictures, but I can't get enough of how cute Christian looks. 

So, scrapbooking can be REALLY expensive. This page cost me about $25.00! Not to mention the $40 I spent on the three pictures. I had a few leftover things, but there are so many cute products out there that I don't want to even use them again. No wonder nobody comes to my classes anymore, every idea that I suggest makes them go broke! Jason is right, I need to come up with the next big idea and make a million bucks. 

Anyway, I can't believe it there is only 8 days until Christmas! And don't forget my birthday in only 11 days. Jason has a list:)

Working Mom's are Wimps!

Anyone who knows me knows that I am all for "Stay at Home Moms." Don't get me wrong, I realize that some women have to work out of the home, and I am blessed to be able to raise my own children. Just don't come to me and say that going to a day job is easier than what stay at home moms do. Well, maybe some of you need convincing. This was my day yesterday: Got up early to get ready so that I could go to the doctor. Christian had to come with me, so even though he has a runny nose, i get him bundled up and into the car. We are only 10 minutes late. I run in for my blood draw (which Christian thought was pretty cool), then sit in the waiting room for 20 minutes. Get called back, take Christian with me to pee on the little stick (he thought that was funny), then tote him back to the exam room. Appointment went well, so we run errands. 

When we get home he it hungry, so I cook some spaghetti-ohs, He eats half a bowl and starts saying his tummy hurts. I stop eating my meal (warm meal??? What's that?) and rub his tummy, he starts crying because he is in pain walks into my bedroom and vomits all over the carpet. You know... bright red from the sauce. He is upset that it got all over his feet, so I take him to the sink and wash his feet. He is content to play in the water, so I leave him to scrub the carpet. Over 1/2 hour later, there is still a red stain, but I gotta go get my kid, so I find him sitting in the sink. (See pictures). Those diapers really do soak up a ton of water. 

I clean him up, and put him down for a nap. About an hour later he comes in my room (I am also trying to sleep) and is crying because his pants are wet. I look over to see poo all over him. I throw him in the tub and scrub the poo out of his clothes. Start a load of laundry, get him out of the tub. Then I got a break.... by going to work. That is right, for me, going to work is a break. Today he woke me up at 5 because he was hungry. I fixed him some soup, but every time he eats, he has another blowout. So, I have been elbow deep in Diarrhea all day. If anyone wants to come take over, I will be happy to sit at a desk all day and "work." But hey, I chose this job. And at least I love who I work for! Oh, I better go, I just heard something break.

Captain Paint-A-Lot:

Christian has a complete obsession with painting. He paints on paper, but his favorite is to get those little wood shapes and go crazy. I bought him some of those paints that have the built-in brush, and he wouldn't even paint! He just sat and squeezed all of the paint out into a big blob. It was so cute how much concentration it took to squeeze the paint out. What a sweet boy!