Ellie

There is one thing I just ADORE about my little Ellie. Okay, there are many, many things I adore about her, but this one is especially gratifying:

There are days where she apparently decides she is tired and she will go upstairs and put herself down for a nap. Sometimes she tells me she's going and sometimes I will suddenly realize that my house is quieter than normal, notice that my middle child is missing, and find her passed out, drooling, on her bed. I was certainly blessed with this one!

Four Months!

Look at this handsome little kid! He's growing like a weed. He's starting to show such personality. It's hard to imagine a time when I was worried about a little boy. He's my little cuddlebug. He loves his mom, and I love when he gets so excited just to see me. He is so much fun! 

This month he weighed in at 15 lbs. 1 oz. and has reached 25.5 inches. He's getting pretty good at holding his head up and looking around. He also has discovered his voice and loves to "talk" to us, especially first thing in the morning. It sounds like he's really trying to tell us something sometimes...(I do wish I spoke baby). As you can tell, he often has a serious look for the camera. I think he is simply trying to figure out why I have a big black thing in front of my face all the time.

The girls are still mothering him. It's a daily battle to get them to quit smothering the poor boy. I'm sure at some point we/he will appreciate the attention from his two older sisters. Right now, however, they don't seem to understand that when he starts screaming it means they need to stop what they're doing. But they love him...and that's a good thing, right?

Silliness

Not only do I have a gift for crime solving, I also have an incredible talent for silliness...a knack for enjoying myself for no reason whatsoever. Last night, however, the stars aligned and I was given the perfect reason to let that silliness shine through. It was the midnight release of "Breaking Dawn". Now, some of my friends and family will undoubtedly be shaking their heads at this point-I know this--but it was such a relief to be able to shed my "adult" persona and enjoy a couple hours of hilarity.  

Here we are...sporting our "Team Edward" T-shirts. (Except Jodi who would have been "Team Jacob", given the chance). We thought we'd proclaim our loyalty to our favorite vampire via iron-on transfers. Awesome.

 

If you've got it, flaunt it...right, Teri?

 

We started off the night with a personal fav, Olive Garden. Can you imagine our waitresses horror at finding herself assigned to a table of 16 slightly spastic women? They handled it with finesse, however, and we had a great time unintentionally provoking a group of elderly folks at a nearby table.

Great picture! BTW, Mandi, you can hardly tell! :)

I can't be sure of what happened here. They were at the other end of the table.

Natelli is relishing her tasty meal. Can't you just see the excitement and anticipation as that fork gets closer to her mouth? Yum.

Here is a picture of Bonnie warning us to leave her food alone. She wanted to make sure that she had enough sustenance to get her through the evenings festivities. Alright, I jest...it was the biggest "tour" I've seen in a long time. Thank heavens for those little styrofoam containers.

And what would a girls night out be without a breadstick for a nose picture? A complete failure, that's what. Big thanks to Mandi for providing the much-needed photo opportunity of the evening. Love ya!

I have no pictures of the actual "party" at Barnes and Noble. You'll have to check out someone else's post of the event. I can tell you, however, that I'm pretty sure I never have been, nor ever will be, a fan of that magnitude. I do not fit in, despite my enjoyment of the books, with the very LARGE group of crazies who filed into that bookstore at that particular point in time. Wow.

I should probably go...I've got some reading to do. :)

Go Edward!

As I sit here, waiting for my new book to be delivered by my super-wonderful friend, Teri, I wanted to post my favorite picture from the evening.

Don't worry, girls...there's more to come. :)

The Results Are In

Well, according to my faithful blogging friends (and my traitorous family) my little boy does, in fact, bear an uncanny resemblance to George W. Bush. It was a close race, but those who think he does came in at 52.8% and those who think he doesn't only came in at 47.8%. 

He still is the cutest baby boy in the world in his mother's eyes. Seriously adorable!