Our dearest Child #1 is home from Disneyland, just in time to start a new quarter in college. She brought home a bagful of gifts for her parents and younger siblings... including Mickey Mouse ears with their names embroidered on the backs for the three youngers! Child #2 got a coffee mug featuring Tigger, I got a Belle pen, and DH got a Jurassic Park hat. These kids don't really "get" Disneyland, but they know cool mouse ears when they see them. Every day, they put on their ears and chase My Pathetic Doberman around and around squeaking, "Cat! Cat!" and asking for cheese.
Child #6 didn't get anything, probably because she isn't born yet. One of the brothers lent me their ears for this picture. Yes, I look tired, bloated, and...NINE MONTHS PREGNANT! Look at the size of that belly! I didn't know it was that big! But I can't see the whole thing either. Doesn't the baby look cute wearing the ears (on her bottom)? My midwife is estimating the baby is about 8 pounds right now, with three weeks to go!
Here is a random pic that was too cute not to share...
Child #4 decked out in St. Patty's gear, several weeks too late! He assembled this outfit without trying. He likes green. Our little Irish Swede!Now, most people know that our family is adventurous and different and unique... and we just wouldn't be us if we didn't do something crazy every once in awhile... This time we went to the beach the day after it snowed, when the temperature reached a balmy 40 degrees. But it was sunny and beautiful! And who knows how long it is going to be before I get to go to the beach again? We packed up the entire group and headed out to enjoy some eagle sightings, crab hunting, and rock throwing. We didn't get any people pictures because Child #2 had the camera with her, but this is what we were dealing with as far as the weather goes...
DH taught Child #5 how to collect treasures like rocks, shells, and feathers, and how to keep her hands warm in her pockets. Child #3, of course, got soaking wet, but didn't feel a thing and kept asking when he could go see his older sister. Child #4 only wanted to climb on the giant rock, which was on the other end of the beach. But after we were done and heading to Dairy Queen for ice cream cones, all injustices were forgotten. Pizza for dinner completed the perfect weekend.
