It's a girl!

When we found out Henry was a boy, I wrote the post all in blue. So I have to keep up the tradition. We had our ultrasound yesterday and got to see those fun, fuzzy, indiscernible pictures that mean you're seeing your child for the first time. The best part is when you see the little baby move on the screen and simultaneously feel it in your belly.

Henry was fascinated by the images and kept saying" baby." I'm sure he doesn't understand what's going on or that he's soon going to have to share our attention, but we are still teaching him to say "sister" and "baby" while pointing at my belly. I think he thinks it's some kind of game.

According to the doctor, our little girl looks healthy and is right on track for her due date, which is April 17. Which is good, because her big brother always measured a couple of weeks bigger than he was supposed to, so I'm hoping this means small baby. Really, she can be as big as she wants as long as she comes out on her own.

We've got a few names in mind, though I doubt we'll choose anything until she's born. For some reason we're weirded out by the idea of choosing a name before a baby is born. It's completely irrational, but everyone has their own parenting quirks. Ben's limited me on the number of outfits I can buy for her, though I'm not sure how well I'll stick to that; girls' clothes are way too cute. In the mean time, I just keep getting bigger. And bigger, and bigger...

Halloween Happenings

Halloween this year did not go exactly as planned. We spent the bulk of our trick or treating time in an Urgent Care facility in St. Clair Shores. Intrigued? Read on.

We had our ward Halloween party on Saturday (props to Ben, who was in charge and did a great job, even though he had just gotten back from a scout camping trip). Henry was a cute little fox, and Ben even taught him to say, "rit dit dit dit dit dit dit." The best part of the party was the "Just Dance" room, where kids could play the wii game. Apparently Henry loves this game. That kid sure can dance.

We did some pumpkin carving this week while listening to a great Halloween Pandora station that got my thumbs up as soon as it played "Werewolf Bar Mitzvah." We pride ourselves on our pumpkin creativity. Ben's was much more detailed but it didn't show enough light, so he had to cut a few pieces out. Can you tell what mine is? You can't really see the wheels from this angle, so maybe not. So I'll tell you. Cinderella's carriage! I know, right? So clever. Princesses.

  

Henry and I did a bit of trick or treating Halloween afternoon, which was hosted by the shops of downtown Grosse Pointe area (and can I just say--disappointing haul. What's with all the dum dums and hard candies?). Also, it rained alllll dayyyy longgg, which I usually don't mind. Unless I'm outside trying to carry a 2 year old, his candy bag with a broken handle, and an umbrella. Which makes the next part only slightly disappointing.

When it came time for the actual neighborhood trick or treating, we took Henry to the house across the street, where he performed beautifully, saying both trick or treat (kind of) and thank you. But after that all he wanted to do was sit on the wet sidewalk and eat his one piece of candy in the rain. The concept of going on to more houses didn't make sense to him.

Meanwhile, Ben, who had been feeling sick for awhile with what we suspected to be kidney problems, had decided that he needed to go to Urgent Care asap. Since we weren't getting anywhere with Henry, we chose to all go together. And that is how Henry and I came to be sitting in the warm, dry waiting room, playing with the iPad while Dad had his checkup on Halloween night. Luckily we weren't there for very long and Ben's medication already seem to be working wonders.  And I'm pretty sure Henry was happier with the way things turned out than he would have been walking from house to house in the rain.  We ended Halloween the best way possible--snuggling, eating popcorn and watching a Halloween episode of Sabrina the Teenage Witch. Spooky, Scary.