Update

Okay, just one more for today. . . I thought I would just let you all know that my husband and my car are back! Yeah!!!! It is so great to have Brandon home! We missed him, even more than we realized. I am glad we survived, but I hope we never have to do that again. We need our daddy!

Papa Visits

Papa (Grandpa Payzant) had a work trip that brought him to Vegas for a few days. So, we got to see him! Yeah! The girls were excited to see him, although, when I told Kira that JUST Grandpa was coming to visit, and not Grandma, she burst into tears. She is a real Grandma's girl. But once Papa came, she loved every minute of it. And I did too! Papa, being Papa, spoiled me the entire day. He took us out to eat, took the girls on a walk and made me relax while they were gone, and on and on! Wow! It sure is fun to be spoiled! Thanks, Papa!

Belated Christmas

Okay, so I know that I am really late at getting these in here. . . Sorry! We had a fun Christmas. Just the four of us! Brandon was able to come home for several days, so we enjoyed ourselves. Being that we just have girls (so far!), all of our Christmas decorations are bright pink! I guess that may have to change next year. . . Hope you all had a great Christmas, too! And thank you, thank you, thank you for all the wonderful gifts! We are so spoiled!

Little Kicker!

Oh my gosh, I have been so bad about writing! I agree with Steph, somehow it just didn't sound good for a few months there--hormones are so weird! Well, I finally had my first appointment. I was starting to think that this baby was farther along than I originally thought. First, I actually had someone ask me if I was pregnant at six weeks!!! Yes, six. And yes, I did look pregnant by then (I had only found out a week before!). Then, I starting feeling this little babe start kicking me at 10 weeks. I was sure that I was off by several weeks on my guesstimate. But we had our first ultrasound and we are right on schedule- due July 10. Apparently third pregnancies are just killer. I seriously look like I am six months pregnant, not three. That little baby sure has a lot of room to swim around in there.



And I think this one is a boy and I can't tell you how scared it makes me! It is not that I don't want a boy or don't like boys, I just don't know anything about them! I only have sisters and now I have two girls. Another girl added on just seems like no big deal. But a boy?!?! Kind of scary!!!!