Happenings

I keep having such high hopes that I will get inspired and finally update my blog with a cute post on all that's been going on in the last few weeks. Since that hasn't happened, I present to you some bullet point highlights....

- Park has become a fish. He loves to swim all ends of the pool and adores everything about the water. As long as he has a life jacket on, that is.

When I approached the subject of swimming lessons to teach him how to swim without the assistance of a floatation device, his response was, "That sounds really fun, but let's do that next summer. I really don't want to drown until AFTER my fourth birthday."

Which brings me to my next subject.

- Park's fourth birthday party. Now if you've read this blog over the years, you might remember that Chris and I are all about the big crazy themed, backyard birthday bashes. We look forward to it as much as Park does.

However, this year I will be 36 weeks pregnant in the August heat of Texas and we've decided to opt for an intimate family party. (With Park having 3 sets of grandparents, 10 aunts and uncles, and 9 cousins, I realize "intimate" is a relative word.) Per his request, we will be having a "Splish Splash Bash", including splash pools, slip -n- slides, and lots of summer yummies. So, in essence, we've opted for a modified big crazy themed backyard bash. Clearly, I'm incapable of simple.

- Last week Challi and I took our four boys on a road trip for an extended visit to Lolli and Pops'. (Based on the mass chaos of destruction we bring, assault might be a better term than visit.)

We took the kids to the beach while we were there and spent lots of time enjoying extended family. We wanted our 89 year old Grandma, or Mamma as we call her, to meet Challi's newest addition and supposedly it is my last time to travel that far before the baby comes. (However, I can't promise anything considering Chris and I flew to Naples, Florida when I was 37 weeks pregnant with Park:)

- Park has taken to the phrase, "My bad." He loves to find a reason to use this term, including (but not limited to) when he throws the ball over my head, forgets to clean up his toys, or accidentally steps on my foot. My favorite is when he gets confused as to who is actually at fault and asks, "Is that my bad or your bad?"

-I am between my 30th and 31st week of pregnancy and still feeling great. This baby is the best little guest. Park used to kick so hard that I feared he might actually knock me out of bed, yet this baby rolls and moves in a way that is actually somewhat soothing. Dare I dream for a calm presence in our home? Either way, we know God is preparing just the right child for our family.

Well, I think that's a wrap for today. Hopefully that inspiration for a cute post will come soon, but thank goodness for bullet points until then. Too bad I don't actually know how to make them on blogger, but dashes get the job done, too.

And now, I'm off to catch up on reading what all of you have been up to this summer.