I'm pretty sure 3/4 of this pile of mulch was IN Joshua's clothes on Friday night when I shook him out to get into the tub. It required a sweeper run in Nana's bedroom upstairs! Boys are the best, I swear it! This was Joshua bossing Noah around, right before they had their very first "business disagreement" (in Noah's terms). He asked for a 5 minute break, only to be told by Joshua that there was too much work to do. So Noah quit.

In the garage, where just about all good parties at my parents' house end up. See, that's Baby Anna in Stacie's tummy.....can't wait to meet her in a few short weeks!

Joshua's very first bite of homemade ice cream....a Richard tradition. He loved it and even went back for a second bowl. I've NEVER seen that happen before with him.


Joshua and Uncle Butch solving the world's problems. Joshua may be the first child in the history of our family to make up to Butch.....he even had him digging in the dirt with him for a while. Couldn't be too many cooler people for Joshua to hang out with....Uncle Butch is the best!

Aunt Libby with a lap full!

I just wanted to share a few quick pictures from our trip to Lewistown on Friday. The carpets had just been cleaned here (which was an adventure in itself given Joshua's love of sweepers and the size of the one our new friend Matt brought with him to do the job). We had a great time celebrating Pappy Fred's birthday....I got to tag along just because of being born on the same day as he was. Mostly, we just enjoyed the chance to be with family. Joshua loved the dirt and all of the different people he got to play with in the mulch pile (Aunt Karen, Noah, Uncle Butch, Steph, Pap). He even took two tractor rides with Pap, which were another highlight for him.

An entire Highlander full of pink stuff came home with us from Brooke's stash, and the newborn things are now lovingly put away in our not finished nursery. One thing at a time. With only a day more than 10 weeks to go until she arrives (if we're the ones in charge of that timing), I'm starting to feel the pressure to get a move on.

This week is NUTS.....Bible School each night this week and then our trip to the equarium (as Joshua calls it) on Friday/Saturday. I'm not exactly sure how this is all going to work, but we'll figure it out somehow. It's not like we haven't been running around like chickens with our heads cut off before....and I'm certain it won't be the last time.