Happy Birthday...

to Paul! His birthday was this last weekend. "One year older and wiser too..." We didn't do much because we leave for Florida in about a week-so we will party down there! We are so excited to get away just the two of us! The last time we took a big trip by ourselves was probably when we went to Cancun four years ago, so we are in NEED. Here is the best part though-our trip is completely paid for by Paul's work! He won a big award(because he is brilliant:) a few weeks ago and part of that award is that you and your spouse get to go to Florida to see a space-shuttle launch, tour NASA, meet the astronauts,etc.. I am so excited to see a space shuttle launch. My friend saw one a few years ago and she said it was so neat that she sat there and bawled as it went up. I can't wait to see it and hopefully I can get some cool pictures of it. We also have a few days to ourselves-so we are definitely going to Walt Disney World,Epcott Center and the beach. I get excited just writing about it! We are kind of counting this trip as our "early" 10 year anniversary trip, since when our anniversary rolls around we will have a 4 week old baby! I'm actually starting to feel a little better too. We were worried that my sickness would ruin our trip-but I think it will be okay. I have a doctors appointment tomorrow and they told me that I could find out what it is then...but I'm not going to. For a few weeks I was starting to think maybe I should find out because it would give me something else to think about besides being sick, but I'm going to hold out. My gut tells me it is a little boy, which would be awesome for Easton. He is still soooo bored with his sister gone all day, and I'm not much fun for him either. I think Paul felt so bad for Easton just sitting in this house with "sick mom" that one day he took Easton to Wal-Mart and they came home with this....

So now I sit in the garage all day watching him go in circle after circle. He has gotten pretty good at it and we are hoping that he will get his sister to like riding her bike more.

I'm also so excited that it is Fall! I put out all my fall/Halloween stuff yesterday and I love how it makes my house look. We are still trying to decide what we are going to be for Halloween. Only Allie knows what she is going to be and I'm not going to tell but here's a hint...none of you will be shocked at her choice! =)

Best Friends,Loose Teeth & Nachos...

I had a conversation with a wise and wonderful friend today, that just totally lifted me right up to where I need to be! Don't you love those friends? I shall keep her in my life-boat forever! She called to see how I was feeling(crappy!) and to see how school has been for my kiddos. I told her that I was feeling a little sad for my Allie because she hasn't found that "best friend" at school and that I get the feeling she just kind of drifts between people. Actually, I think Allie will play with anyone that is willing to have fun and don't get me wrong-she isn't sitting at school eating lunch by herself, she just doesn't have that one buddy to always play with. Anyway, I was telling my friend this and she said, "Is Allie sad about it?" I told her that she could care less-she would rather play with her little brother any day of the week. She then went on to tell me that I should cherish this time. She told me, "One day your house will be inundated with teenage girls like mine is, and then Allie will have little time or use for Easton. Right now is the time that will cement your children together for later in life when they realize that nobody else matters but family. The best friends will come soon enough and then you'll be homesick for the day when it was just them playing together."

It helped me feel better and even as I type this I can hear my kids outside playing and laughing on the trampoline. And I'm going to treasure it!

SO-here is a update on me being "knocked-up." ha! I'm MISERABLE. I started barfing over Peach Days-horrible! The Zofran didn't work after all. It turns out I'm one of the 2% that can't handle that drug. So I'm back on my own as far as the nausea goes. I am not very productive right now(this is an understatement) and I set small goals for myself throughout the day. Something like this: Do 1 load of laundry. Help Allie with spelling. Brush your teeth. I'm not kidding! My gag reflex is so bad that brushing my teeth is like the dreaded activity of the day. It's weird though because when you are barfing with the flu, absolutely no food sounds good, but when I am pregnant I can barf and as I'm rinsing my mouth out be yelling at Paul to go get me tiny-spicy chicken with ham-fried rice. (This was a real request the other night) I also crave gas station nachos! I have craved these every time I am pregnant. Yep. I'm like knocked-up white trash with a cherry-coke on the side. People often say to me, "oh you probably lose weight in the first trimester if your so sick!" HA! Never! I have NEVER lost weight while I am pregnant. I don't gain a lot total-but from the minute I am pregnant its on the up-and-up! I remember telling my doctor when I was pregnant with Allie that I was afraid I had Anthrax poisoning and that the baby was starving. He calmly looked at me and said, "You have gained 3 pounds-it's far from starving." He might as well have called me "porky" =) I'm also an emotional wreck. The stupidest things will make me cry. At the peach days parade I choked up when the flag came by. Tonight I saw that Dove commercial where the little girl promises to think of herself as beautiful-I lost it! I cried and cried over that little girl. And then there is my sense of smell-I could work for the drug force task and sniff out anything for them right now! I can smell everything and everything smells HORRIBLE! I about threw something at Paul the other night for smelling like Polar Ice gum. bleh! And church is the worst...especially on fast Sunday. All I could smell was bad breath and dirty hair. ewww. Other than that.....I'm good. =) A little pissy-but good.

Oh and look......all my daughter wants for Christmas is her 4 front teeth!!

She looks like the quintessential first grader. I love her. And it's hilarious to watch her try and eat anything! She told me that she has decided to smile with her mouth closed until her teeth come in! Here is an example:

I've got to go lay down now-if Paul sees me blogging he might think I'm well enough to unload the dishwasher! hee-hee.