(After reading a story about a family who managed to lose their kids for a month due to some innocent bathtime photos, I decided I better remove the pic of Emmett using the potty. Who knows what weirdos are out there . . .)
Next, a "diver" ensemble Jackson rummaged out of Grandpa and Grandma's shed. It definitely beats the "butterfly" he put together a few days earlier using a pink ballerina outfit, mismatched princess shoes, a tiara, and of course, wings.
I read Jackson a book about carving pumpkins. He was thrilled to discover pumpkins at the store this weekend. He came home with the impression we would be carving it immediately. I came home with the impression it would be a fun activity sometime in the next month. He has continued to follow me around asking for a "happy pumpkin." And then he broke the stem off. I said maybe we could make a pie with it now, which he took to mean IMMEDIATELY. And the drama continues . . .
Two toothless girlies--Marissa managed to pull out her fourth tooth on Saturday--all by herself, and Isabella lost her very first one this morning. Hopefully, Marissa WILL have her two front teeth for Christmas. ;o)
And slipping in a picture of me and the belly, tomorrow I hit 6 months, leaving me with 3--or 13 weeks, however you want to look at it. As I look at this picture though I have to wonder what I will look like in three more months. I'm wondering if this may be more of a "Jackson-sized" baby . . .
And what happens when you miss your Sunday afternoon nap--still a very important event in the life of my four year old.
We kicked off Girls of Grace at church tonight, and I do believe we now have our complete "back-to-school" schedule in place. And life is busy. Oh, and get this, my sister informed me that all those Cubbies patches I have been meticulously hand sewing on for FOUR YEARS now are actually iron-on. Good to know--definitely the highlight of my weekend. ;o)