This is how I know...

This is how I know I'm pregnant, besides the early pregnancy test at 3 1/2 weeks and two ultrasounds...

1. I'm super forgetful, worse than usual

2. I'm extremely emotional. But my reasons for crying seem so legit to me -commercials, Disney channel, unintentional mean looks... you get the idea.

3. I've become incredibly clumsy. Yesterday at the grocery store I think I dropped everything in sight. Nothing like buying fresh bagels you dropped on the floor at the store.

4. I have now begun leaving the washer lid up more often than not (see #1). It's really annoying to go to change the laundry just to realize I have once again forgotten to close the lid.

5. I have nothing to wear. I'm kinda in the awkward phase-14 weeks, but look like 20. The other day I got dressed in sweat shorts and a t-shirt ready to go to the library, but Annie wouldn't have a thing to do with that. She made me change out of my pajamas and into nice clothes, so I stuffed myself into my only pair of shorts I haven't washed for a while. Once they get visibly dirty, then I'm dead meat.

6. I get nauseated at gross stuff. For instance, today Annie decided to make a pb&j. She made it herself, which I love, then insisted on adding bologna to it. Then she proceeded to devour the whole thing. Disgusting, right? That would have made me sick anyway, I just needed a reason to write about it - both the fact that she can make her own sandwiches and the bologna part.

This one's for you Dad

I know a lot of my posts have been about Jake lately, but some things just need to be documented....

A little history - whenever the boys in the Goodman family talk about needing a cup for baseball, my dad picks up a sunflower seed shell and hands it to them. hahaha

Today as Jake and Abby were eating pistachios, out of the blue, Jake hands me a pistachio shell and says, "Here Mom, I got you a cup."

"What?! Jake, cups are just for boys, girls don't need them, they don't have the same parts." I thought my boy understood anatomy a little better than that.

Then he told me, "Well that's what Grandpa always says."

"Yeah, I know, only to the boys."

It might be nearing the time Jeremy has the talk with him, not because he's asking about stuff, though he has wondered how the baby got in my tummy, but to teach him that girls and boys are made so very differently.

Visitors

We had our first batch of visitors yesterday (if you don't count the Morris' who came by about 2 hours after we arrived in PV). Anyway, my mom and dad had been planning on coming up. And boy, oh boy, were the Platt's excited. Then I heard they were bringing Jay with them, then it became Dyan, Jay and Kate. When the dust finally settled, we had Mom, Dad, Matt, Dyan, Jay, Kate, Joe, Cassie, Keelie, and Hadlie. It was a full house and so so so much fun!

I gave them the grand tour, then we shot the breeze and ate some Panda Express. Delightful. We took bets on how long Mom and Dad would hang around, since their rule is they only have to stay for as long as it took them to travel. Lucky for us, they hit some construction and detours coming up, so we had them a little while longer. Haha. It really was a fun visit.

After Mom, Dad and Matt left, we got a little adventurous. We headed on a drive over to Watson Lake. We hiked down to the lake and enjoyed some beautiful scenery, a few crawdads and about six million ants.

It was such a fun day. My kids have had a few friends to play with here and there, but Saturday was a day FULL of fun and action. Thanks to all who came up.

I hope we have many, many more guests. We have a spare room with a bed in it - hint, hint to my 5 readers:)

Just a few things

First of all, our new callings are RS president and Executive Secretary. No, not really. I'm the v.t. coordinator and Jeremy is in Deacons and scouts.

Also, Jake has now told us what he wants to be when he grows up..... A baseball player and an orthodontist. At first he said his baseball money would be his own, and his orthodontist money would be for his wife. Then he changed his mind and decided that his wife needs to work and earn her own money. I suggested that he just marry an orthodontist so he doesn't have to have 2 jobs. We'll just wait and see, but at least this is documented for the future when he tries to deny it.

Outside

I've been complaining about how stinkin' hot it has been here (nearly 97 degrees). I told Jeremy I didn't move to PV for the heat. Then he reminded me it was about 116 degrees in Mesa. I love perspective.

Well last night, we spent some time outside, and this is what we got to look at.....

The eastern sky at sunset - taken from the balcony

A beautiful rainbow - for a time it was almost a full double rainbow, but the second one was gone by the time I got my camera.

The sunset- looking east from our front porch.

It's beautiful up here and I instantly appreciated the fact that my kids could go outside and play without breaking a sweat.

Then the fun began....

As we were putting the kids to bed, we started to smell something foul. Yep, a skunk. Jeremy had brought Bodgie up to PV and he was on a chain/dog run thing. He had gotten tangled up while a skunk repeatedly sprayed him. He was helpless. I swear it went on for 20 minutes. The kids of course ran outside to get a better view. They all collected rocks for Jeremy who alternated between throwing rocks and shooting at it with a bb gun. He got a few direct hits, but the dang thing hung around forever. It finally lowered its tail and scurried off. Needless to say, our house smelled lovely last night, but no worries, it's all better now (or my nose is finally used to it).

Oh, Dear Hannah

Karrie: "Hannah whatcha doing downstairs?'

Hannah: "Just watching TV"

Karrie: "Ugh! Turn that thing off and go play!"

Hannah: "It's hang out."

Like, Duh! When did my 5 year old become a teenager?

Impressive

Being new to our ward, Jeremy and I had a plan to lay low for a while and try to avoid callings if possible. No luck. After our second Sunday in PV (8 days), we had a visit from our bishop. We thought it was just a get-to-know-you kind of a thing, but ended in him extending callings to both of us. The bishop told us he got our records that first Sunday we were there, the day after we moved. I kind of got a complex that our old ward was so eager to get rid of us :)

Anyway, after the bishop left, Jake commented, "Only our second week here and you guys have callings. Impressive."

We LOLed pretty hard at that one. So happy our son is proud of us:)