Easter Fun

The holidays are getting more fun each time. It was a good idea for me to take a backseat while Fischer and Daddy colored Easter eggs because they were a little crazy with cracking the eggs and spilling the dye. It was refreshing for me to let go and let them have fun:)

We had such a feast and Fischer got so spoiled- Easter eggs filled with candy & money and gifts galore.

And a small triumph in my corner...I axed the bottle. We're on the 3rd day of no morning bottle for Fischer and he hasn't had the meltdown I expected. I had hyped it up so much in my mind that it would be difficult, but it was a total non-issue with him. When I thought about publishing it on the blog, I had to do it. It's like announcing that you're going on a diet; once you've talked about it, you have to follow through and not order mud-pie anymore. In addition, I skipped the sugar on my Rice Krispies this morning. Changes all over the place.

I found Fischer's first mole. I hope he doesn't explode with them but this one is tiny. I tried to scratch it off thinking it was dirt but then realized it was there to stay. It's on his right foot just below the outer ankle bone.

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If you double click on the pictures, they enlarge to view better. So like me, thinking that the blog page pics aren't quite big enough and that you want to see my child on your whole screen!

Ciao!

Easter's almost here and spring is in the air. The weather's warming up and we're breaking out the shorts. The only thing missing is a nice coldy. According to my resourceful website about baby # 2, the new one is developing a sense of taste already. I told Dale that I think he wants to taste a beer. Yes, for those of you out of the loop, I am due July 26th and it's another BOY! Imagine that. The closest thing I'm ever getting to pink is this text.

Fischer has no idea what is going to hit him. But exciting news (or scary) is that we're soon yanking him from his crib, the only bed he has ever known, to give to his brother and putting him in a brand new big bed. Maybe this is the beginning of sibling rivalry. Not only that but I still want to manage the task of ridding him of a pacifier and his morning bottle. In all fairness, the pacifier stays in his crib and the bottle is only in the morning, which he sucks down in about one minute. It's more of a routine than a need. But I have to admit that I enjoy our morning ritual because I see that he enjoys it so much. See how I need to justify the whole thing to myself? I should just let go already.

So, the boys will be 2 years apart and instead of this blog being devoted to Fischer, I will now join the ranks of many other lame stay-at-home moms and have a family blog. Next thing you know and I'll be cutting orange slices for soccer practice and putting our family stickers on the back window of the SUV, next to the giant soccer ball. Or better yet, change my license plate to read "Boys: 3, Girls: 1". Somebody stop me. Really.

Dale's still working on the backyard but we're getting close. Fischer likes to help when he can. I can't wait to get it finished, get this baby out of me and have a party.

I went ahead an dropped in some new pics of the new baby but they might be too difficult to make out. I think they make sense only to the trained eye but that's all we've got for now. Everything else is running just fine. Total different pregnancy than the first however. I went from battling nausea and headaches to now fighting off a sweet tooth. It has gotten ridiculous. I was so much more disciplined with Fischer but this time seem to have gone nuts. I really need to reign myself in. Good thing Easter is coming- that way there will be no candy or sweets around this weekend. Enjoy!