Okay….major blast update.  I’m embarrassed at how long it has been.

Christmas

Molotov, the Cat…Ruler of all

Silly cousins, Ingrid and Mal, in GranMa’s old wigs!

FaFa’s 90th Birthday Bash – January 14th-16th

Fun at the Mall and Latest Belly Shot for January – 1 week and counting!!! 

Hopefully BUD stays put until after February 5th, Superbowl Sunday.  My doctor decided it was okay for him to take vacation during my last week of pregnancy!  But I have a good feeling that BUD will be late to arrive, just like Lucy was.  So no worries!

Here, Ben and  Lucy got a chance to feed the giraffes by hand.  Lucy was amazing….not scared at all!  {While writing this blog entry, Ben is insisting that I make one other point…there was “bad lighting,” and he’s really not that bald…LOL.  So on that note, I’m really not that fat}.

Also, we kept bumping into Graseon, one of Lucy’s school buddies, while at the zoo.  Finally, on the third chance meeting, we were in line for the train.  So we decided to sit together, and the kids had a blast!  They’re so adorable together!

Lucy has learned that the best way to make a boo boo feel better is to have Mommy kiss it.  Tonight, she had to live with disappointment as her most noteworthy injuries were biting her tongue and falling on her bottom.  Imagine Katie trying to explain twice why Momma is not going to kiss that ouchie.

Setting:  Rudy’s BBQ Joint.

Katie is cutting corn off the cob for Lucy (the only thing she will eat at this moment.)
Ben: “Great…corn poops.”
Lucy repeats over and over: “Corn poops…corn poops.”
Katie: “Thanks Ben.”
Lucy: “Thanks Ben…thanks Ben.”
Uuugghhh!

So what’s worse…”corn poops” or “snot bubbles”?
Yeesh!