Thank goodness for work and my ob appointments. Otherwise I would NEVER leave our cave we call a house. (Except for church). That isn't true! Every monday or so I get to try and navigate the icy roads to deposit checks into our Credit Union.
Oooh the weather turned right balmy here for a few days. It was so nice to see the snow melting. And only need a light jacket. Not for V of course. He was still bundled up. But he did enjoy the snow free ground and playing in the mud.
Because of the warm weather Adolf has been missing since Friday. He couldn't decide if he wanted in or out. So he finally stayed out and he hasn't come back yet. We are worried. We miss that annoying wierd cat.
M was able to dig out his Jetta so we can finally tow it over to his work where they are going to let him work on it after work on fridays. They get out at noon because the work has slowed down. That will be nice to finally have two cars again. I feel bad that I don't V to the ward play groups at 10 a.m. when they are happening. But we usually don't wake up and get out of bed until 9:30 because I am a pregnant woman who loves her sleep!!!! So it might not happen even if I had the car again.
V got a toy gun so he would stop dragging M's guns out of the closet. He loves to help Daddy "play" Call of Duty. He points at the screen and shoots his gun. It makes fake shooting noise and lights up. He says "hold fire" and then shoots. He also says "match" and "points." I think it is funny when we get up in the morning and wants me to play so he can "play." I don't play. I am a horrible shot. Sometimes M can get me to help him shoot Zombies, but my heart starts racing and I worry all night that a zombie is going to get me. If I close my eyes I can see them. Of course it is because during the game I am afraid they won't stay down after being shot.
I know, I know its just a game... but still it is freaky scary.
We are going to have the ultrasound next week so we are way excited about that. Half way through. I should get out my maternity stuff. And find some maternity skirts that I like.
When we put V to bed he has to be sung to. The song? "rock a baby" so we sing. And then he thinks the doll, his motorcycle, the helicopter, and the snake all need to be sung to too along with hugs. We have nipped that in the bud.
He has also started to take showers. He thinks it is rain. He still doesn't like getting his hair washed and rinsed and I don't know what to do to help him get over it. I think he doesn't like the water getting in his eyes.
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