We're just an ALL-AMERICAN GIRL Family

So I found my wallet the night I posted that last post. It was in the cupboard where all of my recipes and recipe books are. Duh.
I thought I checked every cupboard in the kitchen... but apparently not. And not to worry, I made a grocery store run that night after Tim got home-- which means I went without Brooklyn. It was wonderful.


So, on to more important news! We found out that we are not in fact having a boy, but ANOTHER GIRL! I had to go to the ultrasound by myself because Tim was at work, so the whole experience was a little anticlimatic, but it was still exciting. Despite our predictions, and more importantly, the predictions of the Chinese Calender, Brooklyn will have a little sister (Tim is pretty sure we "read" the calender wrong...). A boy would have been fun, but we are just as excited to have another little girl. I can't imagine how it could be possible for "baby girl" to be as cute as, or as good-natured as Brooklyn, but hopefully she'll follow Brooklyn's great track record. And if not, we'll have a little hooligan on our hands. That should give me fun things to blog about right? No names for sure yet; we're still tossing them around to see what fits. I'll keep you posted!

My wallet is missing.

So the other day I couldn't find my hairbrush. I mean, it's ALWAYS in the same drawer in the bathroom, but hey, I am pregnant. I am guilty of finding a book in the refridgerator because I put it there... I figured I just misplaced it. Until I looked everywhere I could think of that it might be. Then I realized that it would be much easier to blame the loss on Brooklyn's hiding/stashing skills.

Yes, I was right. I found my hairbrush, after a very bad hair day, under a cupboard in the kitchen, in a glass 9x13 pan. It was found along with a contact case, and several magnetic letters that mysteriously disappeared from the refridgerator door.

Today we are having a similar mishap. I got both of us ready to go to the park and grocery store, only to realize that my wallet is missing. Now this would normally scare me-- that someone might have stolen my wallet and my identity is being stolen as we speak... However, before you recommend that I call my bank to put a hold on my credit card... I know that my wallet was on the coffee table this morning because I saw it, and because Tim looked at my drivers license last night. Now, it's gone. Brooklyn doesn't seem to recall where she put the wallet, and I've checked everywhere I can think of-- including the stash under the cupboard in the kitchen.

Any suggestions on where to look now? I don't know how long I can go without fruit, and my link to the outside world.

I'm due to pop on July 3, 2010

Oooh, don't hate me for this. I probably should have posted a while ago about it, but I wanted to catch up on other things first!

If you're a facebook friend, you already heard the news, and if not, SURPRISE! I'm pregnant again, and am expecting to pop around July 3. We'll find out if it's a boy or a girl on February 5, though according to the Chinese calender (which Tim is a firm believer in :) ...), it is going to be a boy. I'm guessing that it's a boy as well because I've been a lot more sick this time. However, on the bright side, I'm now 17 1/2 weeks, which means that if the pattern holds true with this one like it did with Brooklyn, I should stop throwing up in about 4 weeks. YAY!

This could make moving in June/July interesting, but hey, apparently I only make big moves when I'm humongously pregnant.

The great news is that there is a new birthing center here, scheduled to open in May, so I'll be reveling in the newest rooms and maternity ward. Unfortunately, the hospital will be about 90 minutes away from where we're moving to. This should make the drive to the hospital much more memorable than when I went to have Brooklyn. Good luck Tim!

We are very excited, and even Brooklyn likes to talk to the baby and pass on her kisses through the belly. We think she's going to be a great big sister.



Tim felt the baby kick about a week ago, so that was pretty exciting. I hope to be feeling more kicks, even if it means waking me up in the middle of the night, because that is my favorite part of being pregnant. That, and giving birth I guess. (I'm not going to lie, I really am excited to be in the hospital and have the nurses wait on me- hand and foot-.)

Finally, GRADUATION!!!

Well, a second graduation I guess. Tim finally completed the first half of his training as a wildlife manager for the Game and Fish when he graduated from the police academy in December. The 17 weeks of training were a rollercoaster for Tim personally, and for our family, but he made it through it, and arguably, as the best graduate in his class.

With a rigorous inspection each morning, during which time the sergeant and deputy looked for stray strings inside pockets, double creases in shirts, a stray whisker that was overlooked during shaving, boots that you couldn't see your reflection in, and the hint of a smirk on someone's face, it was CRITICAL that Tim be the image of perfection each day.

So what did I learn through this? Stain-removing skills, efficient ironing, and patience.
I have never seen Tim more dedicated to a lint roller, shaving cream, and shoe polish.
*Side note: did you know that to have shiny shoes you have to-- 1.coat with polish, 2.rub with water, 3.use a lighter, 4.repeat 5,000 times until shiny*

Really, I am serious when I say that Tim was probably the best recruit in his class. Except for minor strings, etc. that amounted to a few hundred situps and pushups as punishment, Tim's worst day was when he forgot to shave before going to work (in my opinion, an honest mistake when you are getting up before the sun. he's lucky if I shave once a week!) His punishment was 600 pushups and 600 situps. He was VERY sore afterwards, but was grateful not to receive a punishment of 1000 pushups and 1000 situps, as some recruits did. And did I mention that he graduated as the most physically fit in the class? I was so proud...

Graduation was fun to go to, with the best part being the video that highlighted the 17 weeks. For some reason, Tim wasn't given a lot of screen time (probably because he was so pro to start out with), but it was fun to see what he had been going through the past 4 months.

No story here...

We went shooting with some friends a few months ago and I thought I should post this picture. No story really, Brooklyn just makes me laugh...

Another funny video... OK, not AS funny as the last one...

Don't you just love video cameras? And don't you love it when kids fall asleep in funny places, or doing funny things? I don't know why I thought this video was so funny, but it was. I know I feel this tired sometimes, so why don't I ever fall asleep at the table? Don't worry, her face doesn't fall into her food...

Our little ducky isn't so little anymore

Lest we forget that Brooklyn's first word was duck, her favorite animal is a duck, she likes watching Barney because it shows ducks, she can't bathe without a duck, and she has received rubber ducks for every holiday imaginable, we decided that Brooklyn should be a duck for Halloween.

Actually, I decided on a duck because I got the great idea from someone else...

Anyways, Brooklyn HATED her costume because of the feathers. Atleast, she hated it until we distracted her with a monstrous bag of candy, and she saw herself in the mirror. Then she was ok with it. Of course, this didn't happen until we were about to take the costume off at the end of the night, but atleast we got a smile for one picture! She really was cute walking around at the trunk-or-treat. Most people thought she was Big Bird or a little chick, but I'm sure that's only because they couldn't see the very conspicuous duck-like feet that I made her. Oh well, it was cute!