Blood Lines

Love of painting MUST run in the family. Pearson (looking like a true tortured artist) used paints on an easel for the first time yesterday afternoon...and really took to it! Andrea set up an artist loft in her garage for the girls to paint; so much fun and definitely an idea I'm going to steal! Below is Pea's work which I'm positive will be worth millions some day:

Dairy (Queen of Shame)

This is what happened to me literally 5 minutes ago and I am laughing so hard tears are streaming down my cheeks. Really, they are the hot tears of shame. Here goes nothing:
At 7 months pregnant, frequent trips to my local DQ are a nightly affair. I now recognize most of the "Blizzard Techs" who work there. My favorite, a 16 year old boy who is always so nice, was working the window this evening. I order my usual drug of choice; i.e. the small Oreo blizzard otherwise known as heaven on earth. As I go to hand him my debit card a sudden gust of wind blows through our hand-off and with it flies my card. Let me set the scene: somewhere in the dark abyss between my car and the Dairy Queen lays this precious jewel. So I tell him, "No worries, I'll jump out and get it."
Famous last words.
I, NO JOKE, proceed to get my belly stuck in between the car door and the window of the Dairy Queen. STUCK, like absolutely cannot move. I stammer, I falter, I tell said kind Blizzard tech I'm pregnant like that's an excuse for getting my entire body wedged in between my car and the actual DQ building. I HAVE been more embarrassed before, but not more physically incapacitated. I felt like the golf cart in that Austin Powers scene where Mike Meyers gets said cart stuck between two walls. Inch forward, inch back. Repeat. All the while, shame is hitting me like a ton of bricks. Finally I uncork myself, pull forward, motion for the car behind me to stop, retrieve the debit card and my blizzard, but not my dignity. Then I genuinely prayed for anonymity to befall me...now THAT is a world-class pregnancy story.
Non-fiction.

January JONES

We are jonsing for spring in this household. The beginning of new life, blue skies, Easter, and outdoor fun!
Pea said yesterday, "I no like rain."
Yeah? Me either, girlie! We're over it. I think this may be more of the depressing feeling of after Christmas? Not sure, but January has not been a barrel of laughs what with failed potty training, etc. We need refreshing of some kind!
While we're on the subject...didn't I just say in the last post that I was pledging to enjoy these last months before Harper's arrival? How ironic, but at the very least a true depiction of what is going on right now...
February will bring some good times! Tyler turns 28 on the 4th, Valentine's Day, & at least one girl's night out (thank you Kell)!
Anyone else feeling the January blues?

TRY(mester)

Hello! Pregnancy update: It's Baaaaaaaack. And by back, I mean back PAIN, waking up every three hours at night, insane nesting capabilities, and (for me) the possibility of gaining 15 pounds in the last month (again)...
That's right kids, the third trimester is upon us. I officially got word yesterday that I can go in a week early to have Baby Bell barring any complications and so that makes today the countdown of 12 weeks until Harper's arrival! Can you believe it? Nor can we...
I hereby state that I will TRY to attempt the following during these last precious weeks:
-Rest.
-Spend quality time with Pearson.
-Mentally & Spiritually prepare for the addition of this new little girl.
-Not focus solely on the physical pressures (though there are many!)
-Enjoy these last few months as a family of three!

Three's Company

Ask me why I have All the Single Ladies stuck in my head...
Answer:


Got to LOVE those Bell girls; they know how to put on a show! As a father, Tyler is most happy that Pea loves to sing the line, "Put a ring on it."

Shout Out

Today I'm shouting out; telling you to read this for amazing confirmation on how much God truly is for us. When we seek Him, he'll meet us in that place...

RoomMATE

As of right now, Pearson Chase has TWO rooms. This weekend has kicked off the process of moving her into her NEW room and gearing up to do Harper's room (i.e. pea's old one). As of now, there is no bed in the new room so she's still sleeping where there is one. Thankfully, she doesn't seem to mind, in fact, I think she digs having two spaces specifically devoted to her. However, we've expressly told her that it will eventually be Harper's room so she'll have to share once the blessed event actually occurs. Here are the first pictures of her new room! It feels good to have this much accomplished & honestly I took some pictures because it may never be this clean again...