Brooke

March 22 2009

One of Brooke’s favorite words to say is “stuck.”Â Dallas and I have been amazed at how often that word comes up in her vocabulary. Maybe we shouldn’t be so surprised.Â After all, she is constantly getting herself into predicaments such as this:

Here she is stuck between the piano and the piano bench.

She’s also sporting three of her favorite things–

the tutu Grandma Allen gave her
the squirt bottle that I use to do her hair (which she uses as a drink and which we obviously hadn’t used yet the day this picture was taken)

and

a stuffed bear–she always has to be near one of her stuffed bears

February 28 2009

3+1=4

Rebecca Brooke, Dallas, Rebecca 5

I’ve been forced to teach Brooke the finer points of devouring cookie dough.Â She caught on to licking the beaters quite quickly.Â I wasn’t able to do the job myself since I’m limiting my raw egg consumption.Â Why?Â Because of my current health condition.

You guessed it–I’m pregnant!

We are expecting a new addition to our family around July 10.

We just had our ultrasound and learned the gender of the little one.Â I’m not allowed to divulge that information publicly quite yet.Â Dallas and I have a tradition of having dinner with both of our parents and unveiling the gender then.Â The family dinner isn’t until Sunday, so our parents don’t know.Â However, I kind of like the idea of telling everyone else before telling our parents, so if you’re really curious, give us a call–we’ll let you know…but you have to promise not to spill the beans if you run into our folks!