We were late to church for this photo shoot

and this was the only picture we got of them sitting together. Here are the super cute Easter outfits my mom got the kids. Ashton is obsessed with this tie and refused to leave it tucked into his vest. Everyone at church told him he was cool anyway.

It's a....

Suprise! Still. Nope we didn't cave. Had the 20 week ultrasound today and Baby Jake #3 is happy and healthy. And pretty darn cute.

I've finally met our neighbors.

I can breathe easy now that the kids are napping. I posted the lame confessions blog post below for lack of anything better to say. That's what I get for thinking life has been exceptionally boring this week so far. Let me explain.

Our house is basically split in half. We have 1 big great room, the kitchen, washer and dryer, the front door and back door all on one side. Then there is a narrow hallway that leads to the guestbath and all the bedrooms. There is also a door there that had a very old handle on it. Sometimes David and I get locked on one side but the other is always there to let us out. Knowing that that has happened a couple of times we should have predicted this would happen eventually.

As you can imagine Ashton closed the hallway door today. The bad news is he & I were on the bedroom side and Hannah was in the living room. Did I mention the bedroom side is also the "trapped side". So as my brain starts to go in over drive I realize that the front door and back door are both locked and my keys are on that side of the house. The toolbox is also on that side of the house. So I climbed out Ashton's bedroom window (thank goodness we're in an old house with no screens) as I started to hear Hannah cry on the other side. I ran to our neighbors and asked for a flat head screw driver. And realized it's much harder to get back in a window like this than it is to get out. So I dove head first in... I know just picture me 5 months pregnant shimmying back in. Ashton thought I was pretty cool.

I figured out how to take the door handle off and opened the door to this sad girl. This picture was taken after 5 minutes of calming her down... she's the emotional one in the family.

I had Ashton pose by the door and he was more than thrilled to do so.

He looks so old in this picture. Ignore the homeless hair. Hannah always manages to get a bow but Ashton is lucky to have his hair touched on any day but Sunday.

And now I'm walking around with a screw driver in my back pocket because it's super windy and this door keeps getting blown shut and I don't know how to take that silly middle part out.

I doubt I'll complain about lack of blogging material for awhile.

Confessions

• Both of the kids have colds this week. I'm a 100% sure it's because I let Ashton outside to play in the rain 3 time for atleast an hour each while it was pouring last week. Hannah got it from him and the rest is history.
• I don't find anything apealing about eating organic and paying 50% more for something unless I'm a 100% positive it actually is organic (meaning I grew it by myself). Needless to say, I'm not buying this whole organic kick and those gross looking bananas in the store.
• I only fed Ashton the baby friendly yo baby yogurt. Hannah has never tasted the stuff - she lives strictly on Gogurts.
• I've spent over $100 since Christmas in extras/fabrics for my sewing machine. I'm going to have to take a leave of absence from crafting until my birthday.
• I woke up one morning last week and told David I couldn't live another day without Fox News (their website was not cutting it for me). He called me crazy and told me I had to sell atleast $30 of vinyl every month to pay for our cable bill. He understands I'm irrational sometimes and we now have cable.
• I'm convinced I can help my children grow out of their mild allergies. Hannah breaks out a little bit everytime I give her some honey nut cheerios - I still give them to her. The same thing used to happen with Ashton when he drank real milk or ate peanut butter. I kept giving them to him and small bits and within a couple of months he was over it.
• On my Dallas Mom's Board there is a co-op going on for little name bracelets for sippy cups. I see the use for playdates and such but in my own home it's a free for all for drinks (including mind and David's).
• Ashton only drinks chocolate milk now. We put a little nesquick and have decided that is not a battle we want to fight.

Whew I think that's everything for this week. Don't you all feel like better parents now?

Spring Break

I was hoping to start this blog with a link to my new vinyl site that is up and running and oh so pretty. However, this week was David's spring break so instead of being super productive because I've had him home, quite the opposite happened. When David's home the house is messier, dinner is never made on time, and we spend a lot of time enjoying the non-routine of it all. I'm thrilled to say that Ashton has been binky free for 2 weeks now. The first 3 nights were long but once he accepted they weren't coming back he stopped asking for "the lady at Taks(Target)" with whom he traded his stash for Thomas the Train. Naps are a whole different story but he was fighting those before the farewell of the binky so we don't place blame. Next task: finish potty training. I'm sure you're all dying to hear about that one.
We've been taking full advantage of the neighborhood; taking the kids for lots of walks (even when it's freezing) and going to the park almost everyday. We flew kites the other day. We bought them when we first got married and have faithfully moved them from place to place (4x) hoping they would make it out of their package sooner or later. Don't tell but David almost cried when Ashton got his $2 Donatello kite stuck in the tree (I didn't almost cry, but yes, I was very bummed). Apparently Donatello is the best and well, the Ninja Turtles are sacred even if it's just their face on a sheet of plastic.

We took the kids to the zoo before our pass expires this month. Ashton asked David to get on the Zebra and as you can see he didn't have to ask twice. Who wouldn't want this big kid for a Dad??

And yesterday I prayed all my dreams would come true at the WheelMobile event in Dallas. Here's a picture with the Vana cut out and Heidi the traveling Vana.
I told David I'm not sure if I would want to be on the show to win money or just to meet Pat and Vana because I'm obsessed with them. I didn't get on stage, my odds weren't great seeing that more than 8,000 people showed up. Someday...

And as you can clearly see my stomach has just decided this past week that it no longer cares to hold the baby in as much as it wants to be out. At least I have the new excuse that this is number three. I better bust out the maternity clothes.