Adam and Eve

Let me set the scene, (and no I'm not claiming to be God, but just the enforcer of rules in my household).

Brennon has a bright blue bag with birthday candy from a fellow classmate. Once in the car he claims, not asks, but claims he is going to eat it all up and share just one piece with Emma. Mommy explains that the candy needs to wait until after we are home and have eaten some lunch.

We arrive home Emma and Brennon head to their usual spot, the step, to wait for mommy while I unbuckle 2 more children from the car and gather all the loose papers and sippy cups that seem to multiply all over.

When arriving to the door I see chocolaty grins from both older children and immediately Brennon points to Emma and says
"Emma said we could eat them"

Emma's Lot

Poor Emma-Jean as fate would have it she got peed on.
The very first day we brought Brennon home from the hospital she was standing on the changing table looking at him and sure enough he peed, had she not had glasses it would have gotten her right in the eye. Of course being so little she freaked out, screamed and well, it was an amazing scene.

Today while changing Dylan, Emma was gazing at him lovingly when he proceeded to take aim and sure enough right in the face again, this time more the forehead then anything. Fortunately this story ends up with Emma and mommy laughing as Emma washed her face and mommy washed everything else.

My letter

Dear Santa,

I know without question that you have placed me on your naughty list. I know this because well, I spent most of this year pregnant. And honestly, we both know that during pregnancy I am not a very kind person. I am sure the rude man at wal-mart has already written you a letter describing my misbehavior to him. But in my defense I would like to remind you that you, being a man, have no clue what its like to be so fat you can't see your feet, okay never mind, you do get that one. But at least you have normal feet that fit nicely into your shiny black boots. Mine were so swollen I couldn't bend them at the ankles and my only shoe option was a pair of sandals and even those didn't always fit the puffy over sized flesh that I had to claim. We also both know, since you claim to watch us when were sleeping, that towards the end of my 9 month sentence I wasn't getting much sleep. Even the makers of Zantac, bless there souls, couldn't ease the heartburn that would keep me in an upright position during those dark hours of quiet while everyone else around me slept. This alone causing me to become a very bitter woman, I value my sleep Santa. So perhaps this year we can overlook the past 9 months of my misery. I promise to be well behaved for the rest of this year. Okay I will promise to try, I am still not getting a lot of sleep you know. But maybe, just maybe since your such a jolly good man, you can grant me one request? Santa, would you please get my husband a vasectomy for christmas this year?

1 week old

Well, officially today he is 10 days old but since I didn't have time the other day to put it up, here is little boy at a week. I would also like to add that the other night after a 2 am feeding session my little boy giggled. Yes, he did! and he is smiling. I know they say its gas but I argue that. The giggle wasn't a complete baby or little kid giggle, think dumb jock kind of grunt giggle.

The Female Body

My oldest child is very excited about the female body. Today while I was nursing Dylan and the other two kids were sound asleep in their beds, Emma and I had a very good conversation about just how amazing our bodies are. First came the question as to what kind of milk Dylan drinks. This is a topic that occasionaly arises around our house since Dad drinks cow milk and the kids drink rice milk. Emma was wondering what kind Dylan drank. So I said simply, mommies milk. But that wasn't good enough, their had to be an actual name to it. So I said, its called Breast milk. Then came a lot more questions which I answered the best to my ability about how when mommies have a baby God made their bodies to make breastmilk to feed their babies. This really excited her for some reason and she started talking very rapidly about how she was someday going to feed her baby (at this point she is pointing at her chest) on this side, then on this side, then on this side again...and suddenly she looks at me with a concerened look and says "what happens when its all gone?"

so which is it?

When Brennon came to the hospital to see his new little brother he came over and asked me "did you bite him, or chew him?"
"did I what?"
"Did you bite him, or chew him?"
"oh, to get in my tummy?"
"yeah"

hmmm....

Now Introducing...

Here is our newest addition

Dylan Che Nelson
October 30, 2007
2:04 am
8 lbs 4 oz
21 1/2 inches

We went into the hospital at around 9:30 am on monday with contractions about 5 minutes apart and as is usual for me once we stepped foot inside, everything stopped. We almost decided to go home but since his heartbeat kept dropping they made us stay and finally after a very long day little man decided to arrive. So far we are all doing well and adjusting to a 4th member of our family. Yup, our minivan is officially full.