This week of cooler more bearable temps is officially ear marked to making all the extra food I have in mind to set aside and freeze for when we have this baby. Unfortunately, it has taken me all 4 babies prior to rid myself of the naive role I can tend to play concerning such matters and turn it into good old wisdom. Baby will need chocolate chip scones for after birth right? Right! Granola, bread, and a good many meals are on the docket as well.
Baby also seems to have taken on a posterior position, even after the preferred anterior with bum and baby mostly on the left. I'm busy trying and succumbing to all the moves they suggest. Regina's bag of supplies and equipment sits ready in the closet. Gabe is now at ease after the emergency rehearsal should he be the only one here. And we're now just enjoying the last weeks of this norm yet in anticipation for the new one that will most assuredly rock our little world! Honestly, the thought of number 5 added to the mix does not concern me all that much. Four was quite the adjustment and with my mind solely on getting through labor nothing else has been given the time to consume my thoughts. Little bit naive there? Absolutely!
The rest of this post reflects most of our week last week. I realize Liam is not in many of them! I was reminded he turns into a bit of a bear with the hot temps and spent most of the days napping, of which he rarely does these days.
Big kid feet! Whenever I notice this in pictures it makes me a little sad and wonder, "When did THAT happen?!"
This one, keeps me on my toes inside. But he's really delicious so it's OK.
Busy, brave, and daring doesn't even describe the half of it!
Kid brothers!
A simple craving as of late. Very quick and easy when I bypass the red tomato sauce making part!
Kid siblings
I certainly get my exercise keeping tabs on this one outside too.
What the island looks like when we're outside all day.
Before
And these just make me laugh every time I see them and compare to the view now. Top picture was taken when we first moved in. I left for a bridal shower one day our first spring in the house. I asked Gabe to 'trim' the bushes for me. I came home to a slaughter house! It was a sad sight for sure. Now it's full and happy and growing every year after some major TLC!
After (what I came home to that one spring day way back when)
After-After
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