Kashann and Clan

 I am so lucky to finally have a new camera and a daughter that is eager to become a photo expert. She has been urging me to let her do a photo shoot before I no longer have the cute belly. We ran down to the river for a half hour photo shoot yesterday afternoon. I am due in 10 days.

 As always as soon as she takes photos she immediately comes home and uploads. Then edits. And sometimes signs right into Facebook. This time with my photos she decided to sign into her mothers account.  Then she called me down. There were at least 30 pictures uploaded on my page! I started flipping through them telling this was way too many. Then I saw she actually posted a picture I thought was so bad I had asked her to delete it immediately about 10 minutes before so even Dad would never see it. And there it was on facebook. For about 2 minutes. So I deleted all the fat whale ones and left the ones that would bring compliments. So if you think I look tiny remember for every pic that looked good there were double that many that were grotesque and made me look huge. I hope not too many people in the world were logged onto facebook for 2 minutes yesterday and had a chance to copy or even view that one picture. She tells me it was an accident. I doubt it. Time to change my password.

 Camille had a birthday last week! Ten years old and still as sweet as can be. 

She has been pleading to become a featherhead for several months now. By now, I told her it's too late. Feather heads are out. But her mind was made up. So off we went to get her a birthday feather. She is wearing her new birthday sweater and some makeup for the hot date to Olive Garden for her birthday date with her parents.

 And we have our 8 eight passenger vehicle just in time. Our 2nd son has already been quite expensive. Brent is proud that we finally caught up with the rest of the world and bought a car that was made after Y2K. It's a 2003.


We got pulled over 10 minutes after the sale on a family drive. I heard that Steve Jobs always drove around without plates because they give you a grace period of 6 months after the sale. We thought we would try it out.  Luckily we were just warned and police escorted all the way back home. It was nice that he didn't say a thing about our lack of seat belts in the front seat. No seat belt law here in NH and sometimes we take advantage of that. We were just driving down Main Street to a football game at about 15 miles per hour.


I don't think I'll be driving this too much. At least this winter. Brent has big plans to have it be his office snow rig during the week and has ordered a snow plow for the front. So it's totally tax deductible. He'll take it off whenever the whole family needs to go somewhere.

Here's a quick update on each person.

Brent finally got around to hanging a family picture in the living room for me. He is really picky about screwing things into the walls because he wants them screwed into a stud and I am too lazy for that so he makes me wait for him to do it. It can take months. So finally one Sunday night we were having company and I insisted. He found a stud and started to drill and suddenly we had water spraying out of our walls and all over our living room. He had hit the one 1/4 inch heating/water pipe in the whole wall. And he was pretty mad. And of course, it was all my fault too because I had been so insistent that he had to hang that picture. So we had a large mess to clean up and had to cut a whole in the wall. I got it all patched and painted again. I told him that was the easy part. The hard part continues to be getting  him to hang up the family photo.

Kennon has her own photo business thanks to her parents splurging on a new camera. She would love to do your family photo shoot when you come for a visit. Just make her swear to not post any of them on facebook. 

Savannah had a bad week. Her parents confiscated the Ipod her friend gave her. No more internet devices for our children. We learned our lesson. In one month she had become pretty addicted to it and has had major withdrawals. We are going to get her a new one for Christmas to make it up to her. But it won't have any wifi access. Her Dad also made it up to her by giving her his homemade ice cream recipe and letting her start making up her own and freezing it. She asks on a daily basis. She made a mix that she keeps in the fridge and then just freezes up one serving. A couple days ago she carried the ice cream machine down to the sauna and froze her serving down there to keep it a secret and to insure that there would be no sharing involved. 

Did you know we have a real sauna in our house?  I can't wait till I can start enjoying it when the baby is out. A hot tub would be nice to compliment it.

Camille superglued her lips together yesterday. She couldn't even get them open enough to cry for help. She is notorious for starting up craft projects when she is supposed to be getting ready for school and she knew she shouldn't ask to use the superglue for a spontaneous art project 15 minutes before the bus came so she tried tearing the stuck lid off herself. With her teeth. And out it came gluing her shut. Once we got her unsealed and scraped she told me her sad story. I couldn't help but say, "I can think of some daughters that I would be glad to have their lips superglued but Camille you aren't one of them." 

Caroline is enjoying her new popular status. All because of a scarf and a pair of sunglasses and loads of self confidence.  She told me that even the boys are chasing her around every recess now calling her Grandma. Camille confirmed that she saw at least a hundred kids chasing her around during the recess. I told her that's great but she better work on a new one because nothing lasts forever. 

Have you heard of Harold and the Purple Crayon? Last week it was Marcus and the Purple Marker. We have five flights of stairs in this house and he traced three of them. I happened to notice a thin purple line one morning just above the wood stairs on the edge of the trim. I followed it and it just kept going and going. All the way to the top of the house. Then it came back down again on the other side. It was a pretty straight line and it must've been pretty fun tracing it. I was overjoyed to find that it wiped off because he happened to choose a washable marker. I have no idea when this occurred. He told me he did it, "In the middle of the night." 

Kashann is getting so close! 

I think I secretly love being 8.5 months pregnant. There is so much anticipation. And I finally get to run around and be a pregnant mom in society. 

Brent will be glad to get him out just so I will quit talking about labor constantly and telling him "Honey, I think this is it, I think I am feeling a contraction." 

 I got hooked up to the monitor yesterday at my appointment because they wanted to track the heartbeat better. They also were concerned that I was still measuring 36 weeks. Although I was worried I did have my hopes up that it might lead to being admitted.

 I lay there for 25 minutes and they finally determined that his heart rate was fine after all. The best part was actually seeing that I had 2 contractions show up on my paper reel during that 25 minute span. So this is for real. I am having a baby soon.