Last Chance

"...The Time Has Come.' The walrus said, 'To Talk of Other Things: of Shoes, and Ships, and Sealing Wax, and Whether Pigs Have Wings..."

Well, the time has come- it's like down to the wire. This baby is coming in 2 days. The induction is booked. The diapers are purchased. The bags are packed. The meals are made in the freezer. Only one thing left: bring home a baby.

I have to say I'm a little 'p.o-ed' (said in a Kip voice) because all my other kids came on their own at 13 days to 11 days early. Apparently, this one has decided that it will stay in until it is made to come out. Sounds a little sketchy to me, like Elle, only worse. --shudder-- Conversely, I feel like this whole pregnancy went by way too fast. Almost like I should have had more time until my body expels another body.--double shudder--

So- this is our last chance to guess what this baby will be: a bow, or beau? I kind of think it's a girl, only because I have had one dream confirming it. And that is the kind of person I am. I know everything I need to know by dreaming a dream. ONE dream...

Sammy has his bases covered with names. If it is a boy the name will be Josh. If it is a girl the name will be Melissa. Sometimes he changes his mind. Yesterday, he asked me if we could name it Han Solo- boy or girl. So, I mean really, we've got lots of good options.

Max is over the moon excited. Elle has only grasped in the last week that there is a baby in my tummy. I'm sure she has no idea that there is a PERSON in there, more like a baby dolly? We shall see.

To Talk of Other Things:

Sammy turned 5 on the 5th. I could not be happier because I have had 3 glorious days of not being asked, "When is my birthday?" or "When do I turn 5?" He has been asking me about his birthday for the last six months at least. He is very happy to be  5. He's a big boy, for sure.

Best Cake...EVER??? Debatable.

Funny Faces

All of Sam's besties

I asked him where he wanted to have his party this year and he said without hesitation, "A&W".

OK? We've eaten there one time. ONE time. (If you can dream one dream, you can eat fast food one time and want to have your party there. It's destiny.)

What the heck do you do at A&W for a fifth birthday party? I told him there wasn't anywhere to play. He didn't care. I asked who he wanted to invite. "Brandt, Kyan, Marlan, Tessa, Charlie..." Sounds normal enough, right? Well, Marlan isn't exactly 5. Or 6. She's a child at heart, but her kids are all grown up and out of the house. I have a feeling Sam has a secret crush on her, she owns the A&W here in Brooks, and it just so happens he wants her at his party... at A&W? Suspect. OR Adorable. I choose the latter.

Sam and Elle with Marlan

Long story short, Sam's party was a raging success. Marlan had a cute birthday tablecloth on the tables, and helium balloons set up on the chairs. Who wouldn't love her? We made up nine treat bags- Marlan got one, too- whipped up a Star Wars cake, played tape the light sabre on the Yoda, and button button who's got the button? The kids chose their meal and drinks, ate what they wanted as slow as they wanted, and opened presents. We cleaned up and left. It was gloriously low key and not hard.

Dustin and his dad ripped up our old carpets upstairs last weekend. The floors beneath were horrendous. However, our new carpet is GLORIOUS!

ONE of the three different Lino patterns in three rooms. Classy

Whether Pigs Have Wings:

So the chance of me blogging again anytime soon is about as likely as swine flying. I just wanted to let you know so you're not holding your breath, waiting to find out what is happening with our family.