Well, there wasn’t much time to give you many updates from our boring sitting around stage to the finale. Rebecca rocked the baby delivery and 10 minutes later Madison was born. Here’s a little teaser for ya. I haven’t had a chance to take many pictures yet because I wanted to let the nurses do their job and now she is in for some special time with Mom. More pictures will follow. Oh yeah, she weighs 7 lbs. 4 oz. and is 20 in. long. She has lots of Golden hair.
The epidural is set and “feels so nice”, so we are chillin’ while watching Snow White and the Huntsman.
So we are sitting at the hospital waiting for the blessed moment. Rebecca is plugged into the machines and we have a heartbeat of 137. More to follow.
Caroline noticed a most unflattering mole on my arm. Black hair grows out of it which grosses me out so I try to keep it trimmed but obviously had slacked in the grooming department on this particular day.
Caroline (with a note of mild horror in her voice): “You have an eyelash growing on your arm?!”
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Me: “Want to go to Grandma’s?”
Spencer (excitedly, pumping both fists in the air): “YEAH!”
Me (matching his enthusiasm): “When we get there, are you going to say, ‘I love you Grandma!’?”
Spencer (pausing for a moment and suddenly getting very serious): “Actually…I’m going to play with cars.”
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Spencer, Caroline, and I were walking into a store. In the parking lot Spencer suddenly stopped, backtracked about five paces, and picked up a rock.
Spencer: “Caroline! It’s a rock! I found a rock! It’s totally a rock, Caroline!”
(You probably had to be there for that one. The “totally” part is what got me.)
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Caroline had to be sedated for some dental work. I told her they would give her something to make her fall asleep and they’d fix her teeth while she was sleeping. While we were waiting for the dentist, she was lying down looking tired.
Me: “Are you going to go to sleep right now?”
Caroline: “You mean without even a sleeping spell?”
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Me: “Caroline, would you like more apples?”
Caroline (carefully considering this offer): “I’m happy to report…I want a grapefruit.”
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We were at my mom and dad’s house. Spencer and Caroline were in the basement watchingAlice in Wonderland. My mom and I heard Spencer coming up the stairs mumbling to himself, “That was the stupidest tea party ever.”
Oops. In going through my pictures I realized I never posted anything about Thanksgiving. For instance, I skipped posting about this cute pilgrim:
Dallas’s dad invited us to his house for a delicious Thanksgiving dinner:
The girls love to make candy houses at Christmastime. We got too busy to do them before Christmas so we made them in January:
The girls made candy houses. The boy smashed his house in a fit of rage and decided to just eat all of the candy instead. Actually not a bad idea:
We had a huge snowstorm and Brooke made a snowman (notice Caroline is holding snowman’s hand):
Brooke thinks it’s really fun to roll every single one of her socks up like so:
The first time she did it, Spencer woke up for the morning and saw the rolled-up socks on the ground. He excitedly yelled, “Doughnuts!” and began to take a bite before I could warn him of the reality of what he was about to consume. He wasn’t too happy with his mouthful of cotton.
Caroline sporting a static electricity do:
Spencer and his cars. Inseparable:
I went in to get Spencer from his nap and found he had gotten stuck in his shirt. He was so tangled up; I have no idea what he was doing:
I bought a large pack of paper towels and the kids thought they were the greatest toys. Brooke made a huge “temple” and then had to decorate it so it could be beautiful:
The great name debate. We’ve been trying to figure out what to name Baby #4. One day Brooke and Caroline decided that she should be called “Blossom.” They were both satisfied with that name so Brooke made a name tag and stuck it on the fridge next to the ultrasound pictures of the baby:
Saying “cheese” during lunch:
Dallas whipped up a gourmet meal for his mom, Stratton, and Anna:
Here’s Brooke’s homework paper. She saw the staple in the corner and just had to turn it into part of a duck’s beak. Of course. Isn’t that what you think of when you see staples in papers?
Brooke has given herself a middle name:
Speaking of Brooke, her room looks like this:
She is trying to turn her room into Ponyville.
You remember that scene in the movie A Beautiful Mind when John Nash’s wife goes out to the shed behind their house, opens the door, and is horrified to see all the newspaper clippings and string and everything else plastered all over the walls? That’s sort of how I feel when I enter Brooke’s room.
Especially after she got the “great” idea to tape the flying ponies to the ceiling:
And then we have this gem taped to the side of her bed:
You can see it’s her hand print. It’s there because whoever wants to climb up into the top bunk has to match their hand to hers and if it doesn’t fit, you can’t go up. (You can also see she has paw prints that allow her bears access to her bed and the circles are pony prints.) I feel like she’s just one step away from installing retina scans and voice recognizers to protect her space.
A beautiful mind, indeed.
(…I think…)
