An inside day. Kiera’s in her room playing in her tent. She’s filled it up with books and toys and plans on sleeping there tonight. I love these kinds of days… despite the fact that I can barely stand up due to my ligament and leg pain. Thank you pregnancy.
On another note I’ve been on a mission to get rid of all Kiera’s Barbie and Disney books. While I don’t think that the classic Disney movies are bad, I’ve come to associate Disney with all things gross and brainless that are being marketed to children. Hannah Montana is obviously one of them, but Wizards of Waverly Place (a show about a ditzy girl who hates books and school but has magical powers) is just as bad if not worse. And add in the fact that the Disney channel has a dozen other mindless shows and a whole host of adolescent pop stars who’s only talent is having perfect hair.
And I don’t think I need to mention why I don’t like Barbie.
Overhearing dinner conversation between a nine year old and five year old can be quite entertaining…
Kiera and Ryan discussing where bacon comes from.
A conversation about eating flowers.
Then Ryan lectured Kiera about the fact that she doesn’t need to say excuse me every time she does a silent fart.
My little artist seems to have found a sport he enjoys.
We’ll see how long that lasts. A few days ago he was into soccer, and he’s already given that up. Will he let me sign him up for basketball?
Beckett Arturo Essen-Yermoli
16 weeks 4 days
A 3-D Beckett
I can already tell he’s a thinker.
This is where the tech said that she thought that we’re having a boy.
Can you find the evidence?
She said that sometimes the “penis” disappears and turns into a vagina — therefore a girl. But this is pretty obvious because the scrotum is quite visible. However, if for some odd reason the penis disappears then Beckett Arturo will be named Penelope Isabel. We’ll find out at the next sonogram.
13 weeks 3 days
12 weeks 6 days
Our little genius is already waving
7 weeks 5 days
What the hell IS that?
… made glasses out of pipe cleaners all by herself. Isn’t she crafty?
She also ate a peanut butter and honey sandwich all by herself downstairs while watching T.V. (I was cleaning, okay?) And in the midst of my cleaning I heard my daughter’s high pitched voice yell,
“I had some peanut buttuh in my thwoat and i choked and fell down and almost died!”
I love that kid.