Inclement weather and the house

If school being dismissed for inclement weather and a mouse trying to attack my slipper didn't put me into labor, then I think I am good to go.  I have now been pregnant longer with Annie than either of the boys, and I am pretty confident she is content in my uterus until Monday. 

There was no school on Monday, Tuesday, or Wednesday.  I got a text from a teacher friend of mine saying school was canceled on Wednesday around 5:40 AM.  I thought she was lying, but ohhhh no.   We got another day extreme boredom.   Ford saw the small amount of “powdery white stuff” on the ground and needed out there badly to build a snowman.  I tried to explain that he wasn't even going to be able to make a snow ball, but nonetheless, we headed outside…..

 Bitty:  “Why dis tuck?”  Translation “Why is this stuck?”  He was trying to pick up ice that was clearly frozen solid and wasn't coming up.

 Yes, the snow party 2015 lasted all of 2.5 minutes and we were back inside!!!!

 The house.  The house.  The house.  When I see people I am asked about two things: #1 being pregnant and #2 the house.   Well, it’s a work in progress, and the builders were right.   They said it would take 12 months and by George it has.  The fire hasn't been lit under everyone’s butt so I must be patient.  At this point in the game, they can just take their time.  I’m having a baby in the next few days and I won’t feel like moving.

Currently they are doing floors.  I asked Trey for two things when building this house… #1 brick floors in my kitchen and #2 a big pink closet.   Here are my brick floors in the works….  

 It’s a tedious process.  We are using old reclaimed bricks for my floors.  They have to be cut just so or they will break.  I think it’s turning out marvelous!!!  The counter tops are supposed to be in tomorrow.  We shall see.

View of my living room from the kitchen….  We still need a mantel, cabinets, and floors, and the sliding barn door (on the left... that's a playroom).

 This is the other side of the fireplace.  It's a two-way fireplace if you will.  This is Trey's man room.  All things critter can go in here.

 Here's his mudroom.  I think the green walls are cool.  He salvaged that wood from an old barn.

 Hallway from kitchen/den

 Other end of hallway looking back towards kitchen.  I really like the brick walls.  You can see the wood floor has been laid here, but not stained.

 Half bath... we had extra bricks so I threw some in here too!!!

 Butlers pantry

 Butlers pantry

 Dining room

 Foyer

 Study

 View into my bathroom

 Master shower

 My closet

 Back porch

 View from master bedroom

We still have about 3-4 weeks of work to be done before we get to move.  It's coming along.  I still can't believe I will actually ever live there one day.  We have been working on this house so long it doesn't seem like it'll ever happen!

The word and an unwanted guest

Is there a word or words that you hear a lot?  When I taught school I heard “Mrs. Lamar” a gazillion times a day.  Now I no longer hear that word, yet I am still being called by little people, just by another name, “Momma”.  I have considered changing my name a lot lately.  I often wonder how two little people could have so much to say or need something so often.  All.  The.  Time!!!  I walk out of the room and I hear “the word”… “Momma”.  I promise I have learned an ungodly amount of patience since becoming a mom, but sometimes I want to blow my gasket when I hear them hollering, “Momma”.  Then when they are asleep at night I miss these two little faces, but love the quietness I hear.

People, I feel fat, sluggish, worn-out, swollen, and all those other fun pregnancy related feelings one can have at the end of such a journey.  BUT, I am holding on strong!!!  I might be all those things, but I am in no way telling Sister Lamar to come any earlier than she has to.  To be perfectly honest, I hope my water doesn’t break like it did with the boys and I can leisurely go to the hospital on Monday morning without being in a frenzy like panic!  Here’s me in my robe…. 

My sock line

The other day I went to Babies R Us for a few last minute necessities.  When I wheeled my bus, the suburban I am still trying to learn to drive and park, into a space I saw this sign and it was glowing like a gift from God!!!!!!!!

I wonder if my hubs, the Representative for District 8, would write up a bill requesting such?????!!!!!!

A sweet friend made her sister in-law a baby door hanger for a shower a few weeks ago.  I commented on it and she made me one too!!!!!!!!!!!!  I love it.  Annie is officially ready to come.

STORY TIME….

So if you've been reading my blog you know that Trey and I sold our house in the spring and have been living in a rental since April.  During this time we have seen a few uninvited guests around our house.  Last Friday I walked into the bathroom, and BOOM a mouse ran from our closet and escaped into a hole by my side of the cabinets.  I panicked and immediately rounded up several mouse/bug sticky traps we had. 

The next two days I would turn on the lights and inspect the bathroom closely before making my way in there.  Sunday morning I got up, checked the sticky traps, and then went to talk to Ford and Bitty.  After several minutes I decided I would go back to the bathroom and put on my contacts.  I walked in the bathroom, headed for my side, and when I was within 6 inches of the trap the DAMN MOUSE, yep I cussed on my blog, jumped out of the hole and plopped right on the trap.  I screamed bloody murder.

I flung open the bathroom doors to see Trey jumping out of the bed in a panic that was right on the same level as I was on.  However, he wasn't flipping out because I saw a mouse, oh no, he thought I had the baby in the bathroom or that something was wrong with me.  I continued hollering there was a mouse in the bathroom and at the point his demeanor completely changed.  He went from worried to ticked.  I made him mad because: #1 he was still in bed at 7:00 AM when he should have been up, #2 He doesn't like any yelling or such, and #3 I made him think something was terribly wrong.

Well people, it was!!!!!!!  When a mouse almost attacks your slipper when you are within inches of it and sticks to a trap things are NOT OKAY.  I continued to FREAK OUT because the little beast was struggling with all its might to free himself from the trap.  I was yelling that if it got off I would really go nuts.  After threatening to call neighbors for backup, Trey got the mouse and took him outside. 

I guess since that didn't put me into labor nothing will!!!!!  Oh and the picture shows the mouse and next to the rodent is a hunk of peanut butter because apparently they like it.

Tomorrow, Wednesday, is my last doctor visit before Annie comes.  Since my part of the state has been having inclement weather (ice) my dad insists that he is driving me to the doctor.  I gave in and let him.  The parental units had threatened to move in with me this week while Fancy is in Jackson, but I refused such.  So I guess I’ll appease him and let him drive me to my final appointment.  Should Annie come before Monday, I won’t be posting again, BUT if she stays put you might hear one last post from me before “The Crazy” hits!!!!

And for your enjoyment and pleasure here are the birthing stories from Ford and Bitty.... read if you are bored....

Ford.... Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3   and     Bitty.... Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3

Hearts, flowers, Cupid, and such....

Tis the season for chocolate, hearts, Cupid, flowers, sweets, cards, and the color red.  This also means that kiddos have Valentine parties at school. 

Bitty’s class is a bit different, parents don’t attend their parties.  It’s probably best because he would want to hang all over me and then leave when I left.  Instead of attending I sent my table cloths, napkins, and plates… and my camera of course.  Poor teachers, they probably dread that I ask them to take pictures, but a woman must document each occasion.  Am I right or am I right?!?!  So yay for his teachers snapping some pics of my little dude!

 Passing out treats...

 John Brantley’s treats for his classmates…

 Ohhh but at Ford’s school mothers attend their party functions, and I was there in all my 38 week pregnant glory!

First they made ice cream sundaes… 

 Then played pin your name on the heart....

 And a lovely round of B-I-N-G-O until every child won a prize....

 And lastly they passed out their treats...

 Ford's homemade box!!!!

 His treats we made....

 Some artwork I snapped a few pictures of....

 And what is this face??????

 Well, tomorrow is the real day of love and such, so to show my love and appreciation for my crew I decided to be festive and decorate the kitchen for breakfast……

 And I bought the boys treats.  Well, I think I went a tad bit overboard, BUT I have good reason.

The shirts were like $4.00 each at Wal-Mart, the dry erase boards were $2.37 (and they LOVE to draw and write might I add), and the stupid huge toy in the middle is to share.  Two weeks ago I went to buy my nephew a birthday present.  I thought it would be a good idea to bring BOTH of my children for some odd reason.  When Ford saw this Jake and the Neverland Pirates toy he had a fit.  Then Bitty chimed in saying he “needed” it too.  Ford was completely fixated on this $60.00 toy that was on sale for $25.00.  He begged and pleaded for it, and I said, “NO!!!”  He then suggested that it go on his birthday list.  I decided to cave and buy it as a joint Valentines present.  And to answer any of your questions, YES my kids are spoiled rotten to the core.  I’m sorry…. I promise I teach manners.  That counts for something doesn't it?!?!?!

When Representative Fancy is gone to Jackson serving our county in the very thankless job he performs, my boys like to sleep with me.  Well, the other night, I let Ford sleep with me knowing good and well that John Brantley would show his face sometime that night.  And he did.  Well, I wake up every 1 to 1.5 hours to have a potty break.  On one such occasion, I decided to use my phone light to check on the boys and this is what I found….

Ohhhhhhhh the cuteness and sweetness.  And please note how much they look alike!!!!

Sister Lamar will be here in a matter of days... and Y-E-S I am in slight panic mode!!!