I’ve been dropping some clues lately…see how many it takes you to solve the mystery.
A couple of days ago my sister sent me a text with a random Gatorade fact. Three hours later, I was drinking Gatorade. A similar thing happened when I saw a banana split on a Baby Einstein video and could not rest until I had one for myself.
I’ve been taking naps in the afternoon. I cry when Jem skips his nap and makes me skip mine.
I decided that it would be more restful to take the kids on a road trip to Tennessee with my mom and sisters than to stay home by myself with my children.
I cried at Abby’s preschool graduation and I DON’T EVEN BELIEVE IN PRESCHOOL GRADUATIONS.
Our big kids are now sharing a room.
Did I mention that I’m EXHAUSTED?
I’ve been ordering chicken noodle soup and Sprite at Chick Fil A.
I haven’t been blogging.
Motorists driving through east Milwaukee on Friday afternoon might have seen me on my hands and knees in the grass outside of a veterinary clinic, puking up my lunch.
And then there’s this picture, where Stephen helped Abby spell out the names of all the kids in our family:
Y’all. Christmas at the Watson house is going to be crazy this year. :-D
P.S. Since we like to be surprised by the sex of our babies, we always carefully choose a name for each child before he or she is born. After Baby Tres, I hadn’t planned on continuing the numbering trend, but we found out about this baby shortly after I saw Divergent, and the opportunity was too fun to pass up.
So, World, join us as we prayerfully, joyfully welcome Baby Four to our family!