Luke is having a baby...but it's a girl!

He just informed me of this tonight. Apparently even he can tell how big my stomach is getting. He had just gotten out of the bath and was laying on the bed and pushed his stomach way out so it was nice and round and said "My belly is huge, just like mom's...I'm having a baby too, but mine is a girl." Kids are too funny some times.

Having a baby... it's a boy.

Not sure why it's taken me so long to post this. But it's finally becoming all too obvious to hide anymore, and we found out last week that he's a he and totally normal. Junior is due to arrive October 2nd. (No, that's not what we're naming him.) We are super excited to have another boy, for us and for Luke. Oh and by the way, I'm looking for volunteers to shave my legs and cut my toenails for the rest of the summer. Anyone? Anyone?

Here's his wee little profile and cute button nose.



And here's his wee little wee, looks kind of weird because his right knee is up and you're looking at his bum.

Suspect Dog Snatcher

The weirdest thing happened today when I went for a walk this morning with Luke and the girls. We were about a block away from our house and Gracie decides that she's done. She just sits down. She's a bit of a lazy bum when it comes to walking, but I didn't give in, I gave her a little tug and she continued to walk. Well, just up around the corner she sat down again, so I decided to let go of her leash and keep walking. She generally will start following me after a few seconds. So I'm walking and a jogger passes by and says hi to me (this is a few seconds after dropping Gracie's leash). I keep looking back at Gracie to see if she's coming when I see the jogger lady run straight over to Gracie (crossing the road), pick up her leash and starting running AWAY from me! What the crap? The jogger didn't even look back and didn't even hesitate. I was standing there and kept saying out loud "are you kidding me?" I'm thinking, do I seriously have to run after this lady to get my dog back? I have Luke in the stroller and Hildie on the other leash, and me running is not a pretty site. The other thought I was having was that she was trying to teach me a lesson for letting go of my dog on the side of the road. Which was really ticking me off. Thankfully, before I started sprinting, the jogger stopped and bent down, so I started walking toward her. She finally saw me coming and said "is this your dog?" "Um, yah! Did you not see me drop her leash just seconds before you said hi?" Obviously she didn't. She said that she thought that this was my old neighbors dog and she was going to take her back home. Thankfully Gracie had the common sense to know she didn't want to run with this lady and pulled back hard on the leash so the lady stopped and that's when she bent down to look at the tag and saw me coming towards her. She apologized profusely, so all my terrible thoughts disappeared about this hooch, who I thought was stealing my dog. Honestly though, what would I have done if she kept on running?

Canyonlands

This last weekend we finally got to go camping. Luke has been begging to go for months now. His begging would go something like this, "but I want to go camping RIGHT NOW!" (in that mad sort of crying/screaming voice) as I'm explaining that we need to be able to go outside in shorts and a t-shirt before we can go. It was beautiful and not too hot. We camped at Hamburger Rock Campground, and rightly named as you can see. Our camp site was on the other side though. Luke and the girls (G&H) loved the "litharthds" as there were ample around to chase and for dad to catch. Somehow between the both of us we didn't pack any shirts for Luke, so he wore the same shirt for three days. Lucky kid.