4 months


Baby Pickle turned 4 months old today! I can hardly believe it. When you are pregnant 4 months is an eternity and then you have the baby and it flies by! He is still very physically advanced. Neither of my other 2 kids were doing what he does at this point. He acts more like he is 6 or 7 months. If he starts walking at 9 months I might have to spend extra time at work each day!


Speaking of work, all is going well so far. The school I work at is great..everyone is so nice and helpful. Occasionally I have moments of anxiety but for the most part I still think it was the best move possible for our family. Graham seems to be happy at home with the kids and they haven't really notice much change at all! As a matter of fact, they are probably happier. I love being a mom and I think I am pretty good at it, but Graham has always been more "engaged" than me. He is more apt to play hide and seek or Monopoly than me...I'm usually too busy cleaning!


We had a fun weekend...Yesterday we went to a place called Ready, Set, Play. It has a whole bunch of those inflatable jumping things for kids to play in and then a bunch of comfy couches for the parents to sit in. Our very best friend Shannon was in town and her mom decided to celebrate her 50-something birthday at this place with her granddaughters and their friends. Lucy stayed pretty confined to the under-3 area and Christian ran around having a big time with Natalie (Shannon's youngest). We will definitely have to go back!! Today we just did the ever-fun things like cleaning and laundry...see, I told you I never have time to do fun things.
Then tonight we mourned the loss of our beloved Olympics. Definitely sad to see them go but boy did we make some memories. I very clearly remember being in our little house in Elberfeld, Indiana watching the 1984 Olympics and hoping that some day I would be just like Mary Lou Retton. Of course, at no point in my life have I been able to do so much as a somersault and being nearly 5 foot 10 doesn't do much for your gymnastic career either but I sure did wish it was me. I just hope that at nearly 34 years old Christian looks back at the 2008 games and remembers his little house in Round Rock and what it felt like to dream big.


This picture of Lucy relates to nothing of the above - she is just darn cute


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