All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go!

These are the reasons I am ready to go...

- I can't tell where my calf muscle ends and my ankles begin.

- Getting out of bed is a cross between an earthworm and a beached whale.

- I have to sleep at a 45 degree angle to enable breathing.

- I am very impatient and mean. You can ask my kids or husband (the kids will admit it, Rusty won't. He is smart).

- Last but not least, I am ready to meet our sweet little boy.

Sleeping on the stairs

Bedtime goes in cycles. Sometimes it is easy. Other times it is a battle. Last night Katelyn needed a bandaid, cold water, a banana, some of Mike and Holly's hippy salve, the door open, the door closed, and Jake in her room. All at different times. We heard her reading to herself and playing barbies. Kyleigh tried to put her to sleep by sleeping in her bed for awhile. She gave up because it was uncomfortable. Then said she had to pretend she was asleep so Katelyn would leave her alone. After what seemed like an eternity it was quiet upstairs and we thought all was well. When we went to bed this is how we found our little sweetie. Good Night!

Friday night we went out for dinner. I went to pick up the babysitter and Rusty stayed to feed the girls. He made macaroni and cheese. Katelyn didn't want it. Shocker. Katelyn doesn't like 95% of the things we eat. Rusty told her it wasn't just any mac and cheese, it was "Mac-Daddy cheese," because Daddy made it. She ate two bowls. Go figure.