Sweet Little Carter

I can't get enough of this kid. He is so stinkin cute. These were taken a couple of weeks ago, so I'm sure he has grown a ton since. I just love his hair. It is the coolest color.

Aaww... so cute. (Carter, not me)

Sorry Christian, it looks like we got a picture of you in mid-speech. But I had to put this picture up, look at that cute little guy! Christian is giving him some formula supplement, or something like that. He's just so tiny! (We need to get some pictures of Emily next time!!)

I love this picture. Grace asked Christian to color with her, so he pulled out his old education supply box from college. I hate to think about all the money we spent on supplies for those classes. We probably bought our weight in page protectors for the 123 portfolios we had to make. (ok, not really 123 but it felt like it) By the way, I'm still a little bitter that Christian got a better grade on our Math Methods portfolio-even though we did ours together and turned in the exact same thing. All the professors liked Christian better than me... paging Dr. Stegemoller and his magic hands! Ha! Ha! Good times then, and we're still having good times with them now. I just wish we lived closer! :(

Hello Baby!

I had my first doctor's appointment yesterday morning. I was excited to learn that it is routine in this office to do an ultrasound at the first visit. Luckily Scottie was able to come, the office is attached to the medical school and he just came up after class. It was so neat, and I have to admit a big relief for me to see the baby and it's little heartbeat. It's a strong heartbeat at 175. It made everything seem a lot more real to me. I don't know what's been going on with me, but ever since I saw that plus sign on the pregnancy test I've been petrified of miscarrying. To be honest the thought didn't really cross my mind when I was pregnant with Grace. But since we moved here we have had a few women in our church have miscarriages, and my one friend had two second trimester miscarriages, all in the time that we've been here. Also with the sad tragedy of my cousin Amanda's recent loss of baby Felix at 24 weeks, I've just thought a lot about how the Lord gives and takes away. No one should ever have to go through this, but I know it's a reality and I've been praying so hard since we found out we were pregnant. Scottie thinks I'm worrying too much, and I'm really trying to leave it in God's hands, so maybe you could help me out with a little bit of prayer.
Okay, back to the doctor's appointment. You will have to use a little imagination to see the baby in the picture. We could see it a little bit better in the office. But he/she is there! You may have noticed that my baby ticker was moved back a week. That's because I'm not quite as far along as we thought. So my new due date is November 25th. That's right, a Thanksgiving baby. So if anyone wants to visit over thanksgiving, please bring some turkey and pumpkin pie! :) I have a feeling I won't be cooking around that time. Until then I'll keep you updated on baby #2's ( or as Grace has lovingly named it "lollipop") progress.

Take Me Home - Country Roads

We went to Indiana last weekend to see baby Carter. He is way cute, and deserves his own post. So I will put up some pictures later. These pictures are of Grace in her natural element. She was born to be a country girl, but sadly she has to be a city girl and settle for the occasional visits to Grandpa's farm. I miss the country more than I thought I would. I know I complain about living in Kirksville, but I'm sorry to say that Missouri is just trashy. Indiana has A LOT more natural beauty than Missouri, and I miss the quiet of the farm. Grace loves the farm almost more than me. She had a blast in her boots because she got to jump in all the puddles. Doesn't she look so happy?

Air Grace?

This is Momma Kitty. I'm pretty sure this is her 20th pregnancy. I keep telling dad to get her fixed but he refuses. He says " as soon as I pay the money to have her fixed she'll probably get hit by a car." My dad always looks on the bright side of life! Just kidding- he is usually pretty positive, just not about animals. Momma kitty has a son that looks just like her, and Stuart named him Girly Girl. The poor cat will probably need some therapy for his gender identity problems! But Grace just loves momma kitty, and I won't be surprised if she tries to take one of her kittens home.

Oh, and here is a picture of Buster. I love, love, love this dog. He is so sweet, a little dumb, but as sweet as can be. When someone pulls up his smiles at them. We tried to get a picture of it, but he didn't hold it long enough. There is another dog named Gus, but he isn't our favorite so he isn't getting any blogging love. Of course now I feel guilty and will need to take a picture of him next time so I can blog about him too. But Buster will always be my favorite. I've told Dad that if he ever needs to get rid of him, we will gladly take Buster off his hands. The best part is that he completely ignores Kingsley when he barks and growls at him. I think Kingsley would eventually learn to love this great dog. I know I do!