Lazy Sunday

We had a lazy Sunday a couple of days ago. Since it was stake conference, we decided to take the week off (yes, bad, I know) and not deal with a two-year-old in a two-hour long meeting and instead we did...nothing! Frankie had a 'jammies day', and the adults didn't do much better.

We started off with the Father's Day pressies, matching t-shirts. :)


Juston decided to go back to bed at around 10 AM, and for some reason he decided to sleep in Frankie's bed.


(In which he did not fit.)


Laundry folding coupled with kid and pug mayhem! Frankie = having fun. Bridget = barely tolerating this.


And now the real reason you've probably come to our blog today...the payoff.


(P.S. Baby Ferb is a girl. Yep, we're shocked too as we were 99.9% convinced it was a boy. After almost a year of trying to get pregnant and four months of morning sickness (aka "all-damn-day-sickness" that hasn't quite gone away,) we're really excited that everything looks great and that she'll be here in just over four months! So yes, it can happen in Atlanta, and no, we aren't moving out of the ward as soon as she's born.)

Think About Your Dad

Yeah, I know I posted it last year, but it seriously never gets old. Happy Father's Day!

I think this is the one...

What do you think?

I never saw myself with a 'tandem' stroller, but I just don't trust that Frankie, even at the age of 3, will be able to walk everywhere and he's heavy. It's kinda pricey, but I think it's worth it to pay extra for the 'ultralight' version as I don't drive a big car and I'm not all that big & muscly. (And if you consider that some people - who are crazy - spend $800+ on strollers, $200 doesn't seem that bad.) Plus, this is about the only thing I'm buying this time around, so it's not like I have a huge laundry list of other baby crap I need to get.


P.S. I know I'm not talking much about it on here, but I'm halfway there today! Woohoo! Now if I could just stop puking...

Look Ma, an Update!

(making something chocolate)

(feeding boids at the zoo)

...except that there's really nothing to update. I can honestly only post so many pictures of us at the zoo, the pool, hanging out at the house where we have air conditioning (it's in the 90s! yikes!,) going to drop-in, etc. etc. etc. We're just sailing through, dealing with the good (Frankie using big words! cute dog action!) and the bad (potty-training misfires and tantrums.) So that's all for now. I'll take some pictures soon anyway so that relatives can see glimpses of the little dude, but don't expect anything earth-shattering. Now we're all on the same page. I hope you're all doing well! (And potty training advice - as well as suggestions for future photos - is kindly accepted in the comments section.)

We're Having Fun Now...

Today we went to the park and went swimming with my friend Kathleen and her daughter, Anna. This is the only picture I got, but can you tell we're having a good time?


Tonight we built a track for Frankie's train, complete with mega blocks tunnels and animal observers. Fun, right?


And he's pretty cute, too. :)

Frankie really *does* love Bridget

He learned this from me. :)


Bridget was sad and sitting in her chair, knowing we were going to put her in the laundry room before going to church on Sunday (don't want a rogue pug setting off the alarm.) Frankie went up to her, told her not to be sad, and loved on her. Awwwwwwww. Love this kid and love this dog.

Oh yes, we DID go there.

Ah, the big boy bed. A rite of passage if there ever was one, well, besides learning to use the potty, which we haven't quite mastered yet. And of course, we had to get the tackiest big boy bed we could find. Rest assured, Frankie LOVES it. Thanks, craigslist! (By the way, this beauty will be for sale again in a couple of years if you think you might be interested.)



Even I can't get over my excitement.




Now, you may ask, did he sleep in it? Yes! Not a peep last night and he's currently napping. And I need the nap more than him as I dismantled the crib and rearranged his room today, along with a number of other much-neglected chores. Go Thomas!