Working Toward a Tank

Since his birthday almost 2 weeks ago, Chadwick has been diligently working to build the M1A1 tank model. First, the paint, then pain-stakingly removing each piece from its plastic home to glue it into place. It looks pretty good! I think there is still more to come....
When I went home in August for my Nana's birthday, waiting for me in my room was a craft Mom had bought for me to put together for the baby. I've had said craft for, what, at least a month. Here is how far I've gotten:
Yeah, still in the wrapper. Sorry, Mom. It's kind of a running joke that our crafts (mine and Mom's) might be done by the second or third child. I guess we're relying on other people to complete a craft for the first one. Ha!

The Big 3-0

Last Wednesday, 9-9-09, pushed Chadwick (and thus his twin, Stephen) out of the 20's and into the 30's. According the card sent him by my Nana, he only has 10 good years left. Yikes! I guess we'd better make the most out of those years then, eh?

Unfortunately, we didn't do anything extra special for him. Leftovers Wednesday night, dinner with his parents Thursday night, and out to eat at McGrath's Fish House Friday night. He opened several presents and had pretty much a normal week. This is him with his Dairy Queen blizzard oogling over parts to the M1A2 Abrams tank model I bought him for his birthday. He used to drive the M1A1 version, which they didn't have in the hobby shop, but you can make the earlier version of the tank with this model set. Projects!


An update from his fishing trip in Yellowstone - great weather, beautiful country, good company, not so great fishing. They weren't biting well, but the boys had a great time despite the fact.

14 Weeks Down....

And this is me at 14 weeks! I wasn't showing at all until about week 12, and I swear the belly popped out overnight. Hello?! One of my co-workers is convinced that I'm having twins because she thinks it's a little early to be showing so much. Where else is everything going to go?? I'm wearing a poofy shirt, which I pulled up to "show off" my stomach.

And can someone explain why people feel the need to touch the belly? It's weird to have women I don't know well reaching out to touch my abdomen....

As a side note, my husband spent this Labor Day weekend with his dad and brother, James, fly fishing in Yellowstone. Rough life! He spent an evening or two tying flies for the venture. He showed me all of them and asked if I knew what kind of fly they where - "Uh, a bug?" was all I could reply. He'll have some good stories to tell upon his return.