Well, since we fount out that Baby #4 (yay!) is coming in October, this is how I've been feeling lately:
Tired and cranky and nauseous and crazy and well, just tired, tired, tired. Blaaaaaah. I have little motivation to do anything. I wish I had motivation to eat, because that it always fun, but few things (if anything at all) excite me in that department either.
So, Russ let me have a morning off this week after he went out of town for a few days and here's a few pictures of the girls at the park. He told me that Lydie smiled freely, while the others were reluctant. Boo. Even though they are just 2 & 3 years old, they are reminding me of teenagers more and more these days. How does that happen?
Lydie is absolutely in love with Noa. She likes Ruthie too, but Ruthie can be a little rough, which scares all of us.
Here's the little wild woman! Side note: She has recently started to care about her outfits just like Noa does. It is a battle that I don't have energy to fight lately, so we leave the house in all kinds of weird things, definitely to my dismay.
Sweet Baby Ya! This little girls has chunked right up! She's already in 18mo clothes and now that she's walking (and stumbling a lot), her belly enters the room about 3 minutes before the rest of her body. Don't you wish you could get away with those proportions?!
Totally fake smiles. Dad! Give us a break! We just want to play!
All in all, it has been a good month. I still have to post pictures of the cruise, which I have yet to download from my camera. Sigh. But one of these days, I'll hit a productive stride again, and you guys will know every detail of our lives again. Maybe when the kids are 10, 9, 8, and 7 years old... I can't believe I'm even typing that.