A Baby No More

So my little lady turned TWO yesterday! Unbelievable. It feels like I was just posting about her first birthday and now here we are. Here's a little recap of my sweet little girl's journey in this world so far:

38 weeks and 6 day old fetus, just hours before her grand entrance
1 day old, basically the cutest thing you've ever seen
6 months old, still the cutest thing you've ever seen

1 year old, definitely the cutest thing you've ever seen (even without hair, thank you very much)

And today (still cute even though she's finally got some hair but refuses to let me do anything with it)
Here's the rundown of the big day:

Pigging out on a birthday doughnut (she's so much like me it's scary)
Trying to shake off the birthday nap/coma (not to mention the wicked case of bedhead)

Employing her big guns to really get into the meat of that present!

Obviously, the exertion was well worth it in the end

My humble efforts

Blow, Ruby, blow!!

There are so many things I love about my girl. She is so funny and quirky, and she knows it. There is a big side to her though that is G-R-O-U-C-H-Y and we're not afraid to admit it. She is my little grouchy girl but for whatever reason, perhaps it's because she's mine (just a hunch), it makes her that much more endearing to me.

We love our little Ruby Jane and can't imagine our life without her!

Are We Still Talking About Halloween?

Yes, for one more day anyway. Here's what went down in Montana:

Proudly displaying our freshly-carved, super traditional jack-o-lanterns (Henry insisted on wearing his costume during the festive activity)

At the ward trunk-or-treat

Ruby's super scary Halloween face

Ruby's first real trick-or-treating door of all time (for being a shy lady, she sure wasn't shy about trying to bust into people's houses once they opened the door)
We had unseasonably warm temps this year so we couldn't bring ourselves to stop trick-or-treating because it felt so great to be outside. Being people who don't enjoy dressing up, this is definitely one of those times where Scott and I had such a great time simply because our kids were unbelievably excited about the whole process. We had a great Halloween!

The Frog Prince

Yesterday was Henry's Halloween party at preschool. Of course as the only boy in the group, I knew his costume would probably be different than all the little girls.

Turns out, it was pretty different. It did, however, fill a role that all those little princesses were missing ...

Something Big ... REVEALED!!!

Well, it's only happened like once or twice before and I guess there's a slight possibility of it happening again sometime in the next millennia but I was WRONG and Scott was RIGHT ....

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IT'S A BOY!!!

Something Big

People. Something big is going down. I'm 20 weeks pregnant, which not only means my "kumquat" has grown a great deal in size but also that we find out what we're having today! Hooray.

So I'll let you in on a little secret:

I think we're having a girl.

I tell you this because it's what I'm thinking, but have to warn you that I don't necessarily feel like it's a girl. With Henry, we KNEW 113% he was a boy. With Ruby, we were pretty dang sure she was a girl. But with this one, I'm not totally convinced one way or the other.

Here are the rest of the family's guesses:

Scott: A boy (I think he was just saying that to appease me by giving me an answer. I just called him at work and I think he just wanted to get off the phone.)

Henry wanted to get a little more scientific with his guess so he felt the need to be a little more hands-on:

He says it's a boy.

And Ruby: (Let me ask her ....) Oh great, that conversation was helpful. Here's how our conversation went:

Me: Ruby, what are we having? A girl or a boy?

R: A boy.

Me: A boy?

R: Nope.

Me: So, is it a boy or a girl?

R: Girl!

Me: A girl?

R: Nope.

Maybe this is why 2 year-olds aren't asked for help that often.