classy.

On our way home from Seattle in June, we stopped a gas station for a potty break. Adam and Macie were the only ones to go in. Macie came out with the biggest grin on her face and something hiding behind her back. I thought it was another treat, which they probably didn't need, and was overly priced at the gas station in the middle of nowhere. But, it wasn't. Oh, no. It was "better" than that. It was much much more classy. Leave it Adam, however, to buy this beauty for our children:

Yes, you are reading it right. Dr. Fart. We are the owners of a Dr. Fart device. One of those things you see in gas stations and wonder who in their right mind would buy one. Yeah, we have one. And it's probably our kids favorite toy. They laugh and giggle, and follow people around to give the followee and unexpected surprise. The love it. Jacob especially. He caught on to it quick. He always says, "Ew. Yuck. Gross." And then laughs uncontrollably. Just the other day, however, he decided to put it behind his own bum and push the button, making the noise, and saying "I toot!"

It's such a classy toy. You all need one. Thank you, Adam, for ours! It's such a wonderful addition to our home! ;-)

one day...

Bleh. One of these days I will start feeling better! I just know it! I haven't even taken any pictures or anything in a really long time. My kids are saying and doing the funniest things daily. But, where am I? On the couch. Sick. Not wanting to do much. Much of anything, really. {I sound depressed. I'm not. I promise. Just pregnant and sick!} I did, however, get the drugs on Thursday, and that has been very wonderful! I love Zofran, it really is my best friend right now. I get so excited every 8 hours to take another. It has helped quite a bit. I haven't thrown up since Thursday! Yeah! But, my poor kids! They had Reese's Peanut Butter hearts for breakfast today. They've resorted to just eating what is within reach in the pantry. Sad, huh?

Today, in the time it took me to finally get off the couch to attend to a beeping washing machine, change the laundry, and line up the next load, I came downstairs to find chocolate syrup all over the kitchen, multiple glasses of water dumped out on the floor, along with a broken glass, three rooms in udder destruction, and three pajamaed messy kids! But, one day, I will feel better. My house will be clean{er}, my laundry will be folded and put away, my kids will have their hair combed and be dressed before 11, we will have better food in the pantry...one day. But for now, I'll go take another Zofran and eat saltine crackers!

I can explain...

As you may have noticed, there has been quite a lull in blog posts. I promise, we are still alive. Everyday, I think, "I should blog about that." And, then I don't. Before too long, though, I get so far behind, that it's so overwhelming to catch up!

But, days at the Christensen house have been a little crazy. I can tell you that my toilets are very, very clean. The rest of the house is somewhat lacking in the clean department, however. There is laundry piled up way too high, and there are random messes all around the house. My kids have eaten too much fast food. The In-N-Out drive thru guy recognizes me, and knows what I ordered without even looking. The cereal boxes have ended up in the fridge on more than one occasion. I get teary thinking about...well, pretty much everything. I have been eating constantly, but haven't gained any weight. In fact, I've lost a little. And, I mailed a package to my grandparents, and didn't even put their address or my return address on it. I just put the postage on and put in the mailbox. They won't be getting that packge. But, if they would have they would have found this:

{it was framed and everything!}

Luckily, I don't sleep much, because as I was laying their with a very active mind, I realized that I could not remember even writing their address on the envelope. The other two were delivered in a timely manner, but Myrt and Grandpa's? Yeah, it never got there. I remailed it, which is why the delay of this post!

Yes, we are expecting NUMBER FOUR! I'm only 10 weeks along, and the baby is only the size of a kumquat, but I have a giant belly. Seriously. You don't believe me? I really do look like I'm about 5 months pregnant. Look:

{you don't get to see the rest of the picture, and trust me, you don't want to. I've been sick, and I look it!}

I told you my belly was huge already. In fact, I was already showing, and obviously pregnant when we went to Idaho just after Christmas. I was only 4 weeks along at that point, so it was far too soon to make the announcement, so I just wore two pair of spanks, and couldn't breathe the entire week! I just know from past experience, that my belly will just keep getting bigger. Much, much bigger.

The kids didn't know for a long time, I wanted to wait until I had actually went to the doctor and had an ultrasound picture to show them. But, just a few days before my appointment, Macie came up to me and touched my belly and said, "Did you just eat a lot of food, because you're fat." {Thanks, Mace! ;-)} So when I told her the big news, she smiled and said, "I already noticed." In fact, Macie has been telling everyone that I'm having a baby. She told many people in Idaho. I just learned that she told my grandpa, but he didn't say anything until he saw the "annoucment", and he said that he already knew because Macie had told him! Funny thing is, she didn't know then!

Macie is convinced that it is a girl, and already has named her. I like her name, but Adam does not. I guess it will all depent on when this baby is born and what gender it is! We are very excited for this new little baby. Jacob {who is STILL nursing, by the way, but only 2 times a day now...} feels my belly all of the time, and says, "Baby, COME OUT!" We still have a very long time until the due date, it's going to be a LONG wait! 



two front teeth.

In the time that it took me to upload the picture, post about it, and do a quick Christmas Eve post, Noah pulled out the other front tooth. He now has SIX holes in his mouth! SIX! Holy cow. I knew it would come out soon, but less than an hour later? Ridiculous! I was thinking like days, or weeks. Not minutes. His poor teeth are dropping like flies. Hopefully he can keep the rest until the missing ones grow back!

christmas eve

The anticipation of Christmas was at it's peak...Christmas was the very next day, and my kids were so excited! Even Jacob knew Santa was coming! Before they went to bed, I {was dumb} and asked them all what they really wanted Santa to bring them. Macie said a dolly. Jacob said a bike. But, Noah..he said anything Jack Skellington. The first two were good, but the Jack Skellington? Not so good. Luckily, I found some silly bands at Claire's, but that was it. So, I decided that after the kids went to be bed I would have to make something Jack Skellington, in addition to wrapping over half of the presents, getting things ready, and finishing Macie's presents, too. Goodness. So, we set out the cookies, the carrot {we only had one, the reindeer had to share!}, and the eggnog, because that is Santa's favorite drink, and they went to bed, and I went to work! Noah ended up with a Jack Skellington pillow. It was cute, he loved it! The things I do in the late hours of Christmas Eve!

the front tooth.

Noah lost the first of his two front teeth today. They have been very loose for a while, and one just came out today with very little wiggle. He hasn't been eating much, due to the fact that he's been so afraid that they will just fall out! The other one will probably follow very very soon! It's pretty loose. He's just a month behind to be able to sing "All I Want for Christmas is My Two Front Teeth", but oh well! He still looks pretty cute with his 5, {almost 6} holes in his mouth! {poor kid!} I can't believe that my six year old has already lost 5 teeth {and already had 2 teeth extracted by the dentist}. He's not so little anymore!

Ah, January.

It's 81 right now. Jealous much?

mustache bash

Last year, I found an adorable Play Wonder shaving kit on a smokin' deal at Target. It was wooden, and had mustaches on sticks, it was so adorable. I decided that I would get it for Jacob's 2nd birthday, and with that, he would have a mustache bash! I started looking for ideas a whole year ago. And had such high hopes for this party, but as I usually do, I procrastinated. A lot. I did have other parties to worry about, and other things to do, it wasn't like I was just being a slacker doing nothing, though! And then, to top it all off, I was so sick on his birthday. But, we did have the party, and it was a lot of fun! Originally, we invited a few friends, and were going to invite a few more, but I felt better making a cake for my own family while sick, then for others...so we cancelled. So here's the rundown.

The Invite:

The Food:

We had Jacob's favorite meal: corn dogs and sweet potato fries, dipped in ranch, of course. And caramel corn, just because it's good! The things on the bottom, those are supposed to be chocolate Rice Krispie treats cut out like mustaches. {hey, I was sick...}

The Decor:

I reused his birthday banner from last year {gasp}! I                                                                                                                  guess these are his "life" colors!

we had mustaches on sticks, and the adhesive ones, too!





The Fun:











There is a reason why he doesn't have facial hair! ;-)





The Cake:





And the Birthday Boy:







Happy Birthday, big boy! We love you...what should your theme be next year??

irresistable

Jacob is still nursing. Yes, he is 24 months old. He holds the record for the longest nurser in our house. I honestly can't believe he is stll nursing. But, he loves his momma's milk. He can't get enough. He doesn't eat much else, really. I've been trying to wean him for weeks, but nothing seems to help. He doesn't really NEED it. I'm sure he would eat other things. Like on our long car drive last week. He nursed once at like 4 AM, and then didn't again until like 8 PM. He would be fine, but for some reason he's so addicted! When we are home and it's more readily available, he wants to nurse ALL OF THE TIME! It's getting ridiculous, however. He's too big and wiggly these days! He even sings and nurses at the same time, while playing with toys.

You may be wondering why in the heck I'm STILL nursing him, huh? Well, when he looks at me with a HUGE cheesey grin, and says, "Love." And then gives me a great big tight hug and a wet kiss right on the lips, and then flashes another one of his grins, and says, "I nurse?"...it's pretty irresistable, you'd be nursing him, too!

nicknames

While in the car today, Noah told me that he is the only one in the family without a nickname, or shortened name. He was pretty bummed about it. Jacob is Jake and Macie is Mace. He said I could call him "No". But, then said, "Or, you could just call me Jose."