Dallin B is always keeping us up to speed on the movie/tv behind his eyes- aka his dreams. This morning he runs into my room excitedly telling me, "Mommy, on the movie in my eyes, the baby came out of your tummy. And guess what? We were in a restaurant." I can only pray this isn't some type of forewarning or prophecy. It would not be a good business propaganda.
A recent conversation:
Dallin: Guess what Devree calls my Daddy? ... Josh (with an exaggerated "Jaw" on the front end)
Working on the baby's room! It's been somewhat of a family project and has made this whole new-baby-coming thing real. The boys seem to get it a little more and loved being part of the effort! They carried drawers upstairs and helped with rearranging things and tightening screws, etc. Yosh and I redid the furniture and learned a thing or two about antiquing, which was actually a lot of fun. I got to out and buy an electric sander- makes you feel legit running one of those bad boys! Now it's just in need of a little baby boy to make it complete... 7 more weeks (long weeks!)
This week is Dallin B's spring break. Who knew pre-school had a spring break, but apparently they do. Therefore being the mom of the group, I'm feeling like I have to plan things extra special. So I took them to the zoo...in Santa Barbara. The zoo in LA- not so special. But if we have to drive an hour and a half- must be special. At least that's what I told the boys, who could really care less about spring break or where they are being brought to the zoo.
The three of us on the train ride. Possibly was the highlight of the outing.
The other highlight- sliding down this little hill in the middle of the zoo on a piece of paper. It was quite hilarious. Someone got creative and turned this hill into quite the happening place. Dallin thought he was surfing and got to spinning pretty good. I couldn't help but laughing at all these kids. And while I was watching my mind got to spinning and I've already decided- next time we come...ice blocks! Yes, a great beginner's ice blocking hill. Vamp it up a bit.
Despite the highlights having absolutely nothing to do with the animals, the kids did love seeing the animals. Walking in you would have thought they just drank their own Mountain Dew. Going a million miles a minute, screaming to each other to come see this, do you want to see that, etc etc. It was good times. And then- to boot- on the way home I picked up Stonefire for dinner. Have I mentioned ever how much I love that place? A must eat-at in California in my opinion. So I hope this one outing suffices the Spring Break guilt because other than that we are relaxing and playing with friends.
I am obviously pregnant. On top of that 90% of the time I am gallivanting around with 2 toddlers. People have comments- some appreciated, others are a bit bizarre. But yesterday, I got one- a strong one- that had never even crossed my mind as a possibility. At my gym, they often times have boutique clothing set up to suck you in to doing a little shopping before you are on your way. You know, you're feeling good about yourself after a hard workout, feel like you just conquered the world, and therefore would look good in anything. Not to mention, you're covered in sweat, taking out the need to even try the clothes on. Well, my big-belly self still has to stop and look every time I pass, even though I'm not exactly their targeted clientele. Yesterday, the owner and I were chatting and she was telling me how I could cut the elastic off this $60 shirt and turn it into a maternity shirt. That should have clued me into her reasoning processes because I am no longer a teenager and am sure as heck not about to bring scissors to an item I just spent 60 bucks on. 12 years ago, maybe. Today- not a chance. Well she comments on me being pregnant and somehow the conversation leads me to telling her that I still want one more after this one. That's when her head flips up in what I first took as shock. I know, 4 kids can seem like a lot. But I'm wrong. Her reaction was not shock, but disgust. "What about global warming? You have got to stop." This was not a suggestion, rather a strong demand. I'm admittedly not very sensitive to the subject of global warming and simply stated, "I think the earth will be able to handle my four kids. We'll be fine. They'll be contributors, not just takers." I mean, really, how was I supposed to respond to that type of comment? Caught me off guard. I've never had to defend my having kids to global warming. I guess this only proves how environmentally disrespectful I am. But I can sleep at night and I'll tell you why. I recycle my Coke cans and water bottles. Most of the time.