It's okay if you feel a need to yawn.

Hello, is there anyone still out there? Hello?

I've had a case of the blog blahs lately. I have stuff to write, just no desire to sit down and share. (It doesn't help that within 3 minutes of me sitting down at the computer, Lindsay wants to sit on my lap.) Anyway, in the last month and a half we've been to my sister's wedding, had visitors at our house, we've played outside, and just been pretty happy. So that pretty much sums it up.

Here are a few pictures:



Allison loved her beautiful fancy dress for Aunt Paige's wedding:



Lindsay was out of control at the wedding reception:



Allison quickly found a friend to play with. We enjoyed watching the wrestling match later in the evening:

Here we go again!

I've got to keep this short. Lindsay is "helping" me write this post. We took a family trip yesterday to the doctor's office. And the doctor gave us the news. . .



IT'S A GIRL!

A Recap

I've had a case of computer-itis lately. Every time I sit down at the computer for more than 15 minutes at a time, I start getting a pounding headache and I feel the need to hurl. I know it is related to the parasite growing in my belly, but it limits me to blog-checking, email, and an occasional episode of Chuck online.

So I'll be snappy.

Here is Christmas:


Good times. Here we try to invite the spiritual into our Christmas holiday by dressing up in my fabric scraps, a few tablecloths, and Steve's ties:



I'm not sure what this is a picture of, but any chance I have to publicly humiliate my husband . . .

(I'm just kidding, honey. You know I love you!)

This is how we plan to fatten up Lindsay:

I know, we are great parents. And to prove it, here is how we teach our kids to pray:

Lindsay hasn't quite figured out the "on your knees" part.

Allison has become quite the little pack rat. Here is her "den" that I found behind the couch. In case you can't quite tell, there is an old apple, a pen, some twisty ties, paper, clean diapers, a comb, a package of old nasty lunch meat, a bowl of dry cereal, the container of honey, and some dress up clothes. Surprise!!!


And here is how we feel about winter:


Goodbye!

G-36 and E-12!

Clarification from Jamie: This was blogged by Steve. G-36 and E-12 refer to the idea that this baby will be the 36th Gammon and the 12th member of the Ellison family. Jamie does not really like the idea of having a floating otter on our blog, but she is trying to be supportive.

Random again?

Okay, so I'm too lazy to find our camera to download pictures from the last month. But here are a few random glimpses into our little world.

1. The above picture is probably the most expensive stuffed animal that we own. I estimate his value with all of his stamps at least fifty dollars. I've noticed several blogs that have "giveaways" lately and I thought about hosting a giveaway for this guy. At least I wouldn't have to worry about shipping.

Nah, I'm too lazy.

2. Allison started Sunbeams today. I sat with her class to help some little youngsters stay "super glued" to their seats (seriously, you should try it). It was so fun to watch her with all the big kids. And I'll admit it, I got a little choked up.

3. Lindsay can't run. She's 19 months and been walking for 7 months, but she can't run. Should I worry or just be very grateful?

4. Steve just had a paper accepted to a European orthopaedic journal. They are doing poster presentations in April. Lisbon, anyone?

**I was just informed that he won't be able to travel to Portugal for the presentation. He's too low on the totem pole.

5. We enjoyed spending the holidays at our house. It was nice and kind of laid back.

6. Lindsay's vocabulary is expanding rapidly. Her new favorite word is "nasty." It is pronounced "na-hee."

7. I'm tired and it is only 8:00pm. Goodnight!

Need a little giggle?

Okay, so I find this totally hilarious. If you want, you can win one at this "seriously, so funny" site.

My quirks

I was tagged over a month ago by my good friend Heather. I've had a little writer's block for the last, oh say, 6 months. But here is my attempt at the tag. Are you ready for a little too much information? Here are the rules:

"MY UNSPECTACULAR QUIRKS"
1.Link to the person who tagged you
2.Mention the rules on your blog
3.Tell 6 unspectacular quirks about you4.
Tag 6 following bloggers by linking to them
5.Leave a comment on each of the tagged blogger's blogs letting them know they've been tagged.

1. I am not a deep thinker. One of my friends once told me that she loved to think "deep thoughts." We were 16 at the time, and she was pretty young and immature. But I'm going to admit it. I'm pretty shallow. I spend most of my time thinking about things that are not going to change the world. (My thoughts might change what we are having for dinner. . . )

2. I love a long hot bath. I have a hard time going to bed at night, but have learned that if I soak in the bath for a while, it helps me to relax. I've told Steve that when we build a house one day, we HAVE to have a big ol' jetted tub.

3. I have a large collection of bowls. Yep, bowls. I worked at Pier 1 in college and I developed a love for mixing bowls. I have at least 15 different mixing/serving bowls and I would buy more if Steve would let me.

4. I am a fast reader. I've always loved to read. I read the last Harry Potter book in about 8 hours. I've developed the ability to read super fast, but I'm not very good at information retention. Because of my poor reading retention, I also like to read the same books over and over. I have a collection of about 50 books that I have read at least 5 or 6 times each.

5. I am a picker. Scabs, peeling sunburns, hangnails, etc. I drive my kids and husband crazy. Steve has really dry flaky skin and I am constantly bugging him about scratching it off. I can't stand it when my kids have dirty ears or noses or dry skin. Lindsay had cradle cap when she was a baby and I just about went nuts. She always had flaky skin in her hair because I would scratch her scalp while she was nursing. Grossed out yet?

Just one more.

6. I would rather clean the bathroom than fold laundry. I HATE laundry. I would rather clean toilets for hours than fold laundry and put it away for 20 minutes. This is why I always have a huge pile of laundry sitting on my couch in the basement. But strangely enough, my bathrooms aren't really that clean . . .

I Tag:

Whoever is ambitious enough to try this one.