The children are watching Cinderella, and I am busy at the computer in the same room. At one point, Marcail points and exclaims to Donovan," Look! Gus-Gus (one of the mice) has a big belly just like my mommy!"

Belly Pic at 5 months

Everything seems to be expanding at a rapid pace! I told Andrew that at least all the "curves" are remaining somewhat proportionate : )

The baby is moving around quite a bit, and I am LOVING it! I don't care at this point if he is keeping me up or waking me up at night. I've longed for this for so long, that my heart just fills with joy. Maybe at 8 months the sentimentality of it will have worn off : ) but for now, I am truly enjoying this pregnancy.

And, what do I think about someone who says, "I can't even tell you're pregnant?!?" I don't think I can post it on here...

And I had to post this, too. Marcail wanted Daddy to take a picture of her teddy's belly too. I think mine wins out : ) What do you think???

Hair Play

One night at home, I decided to put ALL of Marcail's bows and clips in her hair, just for the fun of it; and because I kept finding her in her bathroom "doing her hair" when she was supposed to be sleeping... So I confiscated her hair things and decided she needed a time set aside for hair play. She really enjoyed it, and so did I! The only downfall was the next morning, when she wanted to go to church with all the bows in her hair again. Ummmm, no : )

What Kids Say

The other day, we were in the parking lot at church. Although we both work there, sometimes Andrew goes in earlier than I do, so on those days we have to take separate vehicles. The nice thing is that Andrew will often help me load and unload the children from the car when I arrive or leave.

Andrew had just finished buckling Marcail in her car seat, said goodbye, and left for his truck across the parking lot. Marcail asked, "Mommy, where did daddy go?" I replied, "I think he went to his truck." Then she answered, "Do you guess so, or do you think so?" I totally did a double-take with her question, and finally composed myself to say, "Marcail, I know so." I laughed to myself and shook my head in disbelief at the same time. The things she comes up with!

We Have a Ballerina

One thing I was extremely blessed with, in my childhood, was a dance troupe at church; for free, no less. I LOVED it! A while ago, my friend told me about New Life's Ballet Class for Marcail's age, but it had never worked out until they started a Friday class. Marcail is such a slender little girl, with amazing balance and poise, that I have often wondered if she would naturally take to ballet. Well, yesterday was the day for her first "real" attempt, and she really did seem to enjoy it!

Her very good friend, Kadence, was there, and they seemed to enjoy being enamored with each other, as much as dancing, but I must say it was SO CUTE!

I was told they will actually learn ballet positions and movements. Very impressive!

My Heart Still Melts

This little boy of mine still steals my heart. There is nothing like a sleeping child to remind you of how precious life is.

Our Foxy Friend

seems to have adopted us. Or at least, our backyard. He shows up every day or two and takes long naps in the sunshine. The children have made it a part of their morning routine to climb on the dining room chairs to look out the window and see if he is there sleeping.

One afternoon, I glanced outside to see him chowing down on...... something? I watched him for several minutes before I could discern that his dinner was a little chipmunk. Eew.

I have wondered what sort of dilemma this will provide for us, come summertime, as the children will be playing out back a good deal of the time. But the fox seems to still have a healthy fear of humans; Andrew has gone outside to shovel snow or such, and the little guy immediately awakes and jumps over the fence in less than 2 seconds. For now, at least, we can still be "friends."