Dearest Baby Cherise....

A couple things for these last few weeks of body cohabitation. . .

1) I understand that you and I may not like the same foods. That does NOT mean you have license to eject the contents of my stomach four times a day.

2) Get your foot out from in between my ribs.

3) I know that you are trying to get me prepared to be awake when I would rather be sleeping (I have done this before) But, waking me up at 4am and not letting me eat or go back to sleep is NOT okay.

4) Just because your brother and sister may have written it on the wall doesn't mean Mommy is okay with it. . .

5) Rather than both of us being uncomfortable for another month please consider coming out before Mommy's birthday.

6) GET YOUR FOOT OUT OF MY RIBS!!!!!!

Don't worry, I love you Baby Cherise Gnome Reardon. We look forward to meeting you on the outside.

Happy Birthday Cameron!!!

People give me funny looks when they first find out that My baby brother is almost 16 years younger than me but I still think its pretty cool.











Cameron was the ring barer in my wedding ( he slept on the ring pillow through most of the ceremony) A big job for any four year old but Cameron took the challenge head on.






Now days he is pretty much known as uncle Cam. . .

Each time my son shows of a new "big boy" skill I pretty much know where it came from. Cameron is a great teacher. His creativity and imagination have been a blessing for as long as he has been around and we think he is pretty neat.









Cameron,
You have blessed us with your incessant fortitude of abnormal behavior. . . We love you!

Summer of a prego

The kids and I have been having a blast this last week. Jess's parents were in town so our family got to go down and swim in the pool at the camping place where they stayed. The kids got to use their "floaty suits" and they had a lot of fun.














On Friday Wyatt, Genevieve and I went out to the Duckworth's house and "helped" dig out grass and dirt to make a level place for the new pool. Genevieve is such a big girl, she was picking up grass clumps bigger than her head and dumping them in the "wheel-bucket" for Grandpa to haul away. At the same time Wyatt was filling a small snow shovel with dirt and dumping that in the "wheel-bucket"


Now that I have figured out how to work my blogger account I will be able to update my blog and post comments on other peoples!!! Look out sisters I now have a voice again! HAHAHAHA!!!!!!
Kisses!