bock, bock, bock, bock, bock, bock, bock, bock...

just a friendly game of chicken.

them against THE BOB.

bock, bock, bock, bock, bock, bock, bock, bock...

where's waldo

where's waldo?

{see if you can count all 3 of my kids}

..........

i had to exercise.
{i use this word "exercise" losely though--walking=exercise for me}
my body was screaming, "get out and walk me!"
but not like a dog.
like a lady that loves being outside in the sun with her kids.
and i'm that lady.
but with a double stroller that i need to hold 3 kids instead of 2.
i told sean last night that walking might be a thing of the past.
at least for now.
well this morning,
the grumpy in me was coming out,
so i slathered sunscreen all over us,
packed treats,
juices,
and big huge water for myself,
and we headed off to see the horses down the street.
the kids did so great that we walked 2 miles to the park.
{i didn't plan it, we just kept walking, and they just kept smiling}.
i let them play for fifteen minutes when we got there,
and made us all say a prayer that nobody would cry or fight on the way home.
well hallelujah!!!
IT WORKED.
we made that entire 4 mile walk without one tear.
2 miles there.
and 2 miles back.
divine intervention i say.
believe what you like,
but people,
it was a bonified christmas miracle in june.
my arms and legs feel like jello.
and in the words of my high school PE teacher,
"it hurts so good:)"
i came home and took an 800 Ibuprofen i had left over from Chase,
and put everyone down for naps.
{minus Brennan, who got a front seat to Madagascar}
now,
about that shower...

downward dog

 last night sean told brennan to do "downward dog."

and he did it.

what the?!

no idea where he learned it.

my guess is disney channel?

or maybe it was just a lucky guess.

we laughed really hard.

then he continued to show us more of his moves.

 that kid is hilarious.

 after a week in our swimsuits we are back in our winter coats.

going to the park in the rain.

we all came home with wet bums.

and NOT b/c we peed our pants;)

even with the thorns.

thorns.
my luck with them knows no limit.
or my UNLUCK i guess.
dr. scout master is going to be absolutely elated.
especially b/c it's in the thorn resistant tube tire that is extra hard to get in and out.
i wish thorn resistant meant that the tire magically beamed the thorns away from us as we walked.
like opposite magnets.
i'm leaving this thorn in.
hoping it will keep the air in.
pulling them out never seems to make things go well.
we'll see how leaving it in goes.
...
i like my shoes b/c they are pink inside and comfy in the feet bottoms.
i bought them b/c they were on sale.

found out i've been wearing shoes a half size too small.
or my feet grew.
except all of my other shoes still fit perfectly.
so i'm thinking i just bought the last pair too small.
guess that explains a lot.
but the comfy had worn out too.
today's gonna be a good day.
even with the thorns.

"it was an itsy bitsy, teeny weeny, yellow polka dot bikini"

i swim.
i haven't in awhile.
i tried to swim around 20 weeks the way i swam before (that was a link to click in the blue, go ahead, click, we'll wait) i was pregnant and it landed me on the floor of our living room for an hour and a half.
exhausted and feeling like death.
the scout master was worried.
i just wanted to lay and not move.
so that's what i did.
i have a hard time with halfway and exercise.
so i decided to keep walking with my girlfriends and drop the swimming.
well, now walking is out of the question.
seeing as walking from the front of our apt to the back of our apartment is uncomfortable.
and when i say uncomfortable, i mean that the waddle is in full effect.
a painful waddle.
that means we're nearing the end.
hurray!
waddle away!
the scout master says it's cute.
i think it's funny.
and i miss swimming.
but now i have a problem.
my swim suit doesn't fit my "current state."
i thought maybe it would stretch to fit.
nope.
which leaves a decision.
buy a maternity suit with 7 weeks to go,
or make an absolute spectacle out of myself in a bikini.
a polka dot bikini.
that i haven't worn in almost 7 years b/c i stopped wearing bikinis.
ok, wait, that's a lie.
i did wear it on my due date with brennan for a picture to show how big my belly was b/c my mom did it when she was pregnant with me.
i plan to do it on the due date or before rushing to the hospital if any future children come early.
it's fun.
and it makes me feel proud of the pregnant body.
and it's AMAZING to look back and see how absolutely HUGE my belly was!
so cool.
back to the bikini wearing.
8pm "lap swim" in the city pool is where jess, bree, keri, and i partake in our "aqua"-holicism.
where we are the youngest swimmers by at least 50 years.
where i would be sporting this polka dot bikini.
i just keep thinking what else i could do with the money in our budget instead of spending it on a maternity speedo.
like sushi.
we could go out to sushi twice for the price of what i think a maternity speedo will cost.
i'm sure there are other options, but speedo's have a great life span, and i like to buy suits that will last.
then i think healthy living is important too, and with a few weeks of saving i might be able to work it into the budget.
but then i picture myself trying to get into the pool, 8 mo. pregnant in a bikini, a polka dot bikini, without being noticed by the elderly crew and the high school lifeguards.
and i laugh.
and i think it would be really funny.