Two Growing Girls

I had an ultrasound yesterday because I'm still measuring a little small, and baby girl is still measuring a little big. Actually, she's measuring a lot big, if you ask me. She was 6 lb., 8 oz. yesterday! Seriously? That means that she gained an estimated 2 lb., 2 oz. in 3 weeks. Yikes! The perinatologist assured me that she'd be under 8 pounds when I delivered, but he also said she should gain between 1/4 and 1/2 pound per week from now on. Either he's really bad at math or he knows something I don't.......Any bets on how big she'll be?!

I'm getting big too - or at least my (c)ankles are. Tonight I propped my feet up to show David that my ankles were swollen from working all day. David said, "Daniel, look at Mommy's ankles!" Daniel looked and said, "Mommy, where are your ankles?!" Lovely.....

Brown Sugar Bandit

Late this afternoon Daniel told me that he was feeling really tired and that he was going to go rest. He even put his pajamas on over his clothes, then went to his bedroom and shut the door. He does this sometimes, especially on days like today, when he didn't take a nap. No big deal. I stayed in the living room, folding laundry, and then started making dinner. Fifteen to twenty minutes later I still hadn't heard from him. Usually he only rests for 5-10 minutes, so I went to check on him, fully expecting to find him asleep in his bed.

What I actually found was him sitting in the middle of his bed with an open bag.....and fingers, face, and blankets covered in brown sugar. I wasn't even sure what to say at first! I managed, "What on earth are you doing?!" to which he replied, "I was hungry!" Yeah, right.....

I do think he actually intended to go rest in his room. What I had forgotten was that earlier today he had been playing "groceries," a game in which he loads up his truck with actual groceries, and he had left his grocery-filled truck in his room. Obviously he knows that he's not supposed to open the groceries, but I guess the temptation was too much behind closed doors.

New rule in the house - no opening the pantry for any purpose without a parent's permission. Ugh!

A Boy's Nativity

We decorated for Christmas last week, including our nativity scene (sans Jesus and the wise men). We have one of those Fontanini sets that are made of plastic - perfect for Daniel to play with. He asked if he could play with the "barn" the other day, so I took it down for him, thinking it was a good opportunity to talk more about the Christmas story. We went over the cast of characters - he's pretty good with Mary, but is confused about Joseph's role. He keeps asking if Joseph was Mary's father.

Anyway, I walked away to do some laundry yesterday, and this is what I came back to:

Joseph, Mary, and all the animals going for a ride on an 18-wheeler. Not in the photo is the fact that Mater the Tow Truck and another monster truck had taken residence in the manger, and Jesus' bed was now on top of the roof.