An Apology to Baby and Some "Likes"

Sorry, Baby.

I know all of your brothers got nice, well-thought-out nurseries that Mommy put a lot of time and love into making look nice, but you're going to have to settle for living your first eight-ish months of life in this space..

Of course we will put bedding in the crib and remove your oldest brother's little nap spot from the floor, but you're going to have to live with the bare walls and sheet covering the window and stacked up Ikea couch and the one lone bling-y lamp in the house that Mommy doesn't have a match to. (I'm weird in that I like all my lamps to have a mate).  Maybe this is your penance for taking your sweet, sweet time to exit the womb and giving Mommy some crazy scary-looking and painful right-leg veins.  :)

We did manage to make room for my favorite comfy nursing chair... although I'm sure I will never be in here just calmly nursing with crazy-pants Reid running loose all over the house.  But it was a nice thought.

In unrelated news, we were all sitting down eating lunch today and discussing some of our favorite things.  The boys were eating tortilla chips and the conversation turned to guessing which chips were their favorites.  Phil correctly guessed "potato chips" for J and "Cheetos!!" for E.  Then they asked us to guess what other things they liked... and Phil correctly guessed "Angry Birds" for J and "trains" for E after he gave us the clue of "they huff on a track," even though we didn't need a clue.  :)  Then Phil asked, "What does Mommy like?" to which they responded:

J:  "SHOES!"
E:  "GRIRL SHOWS!" (he says "girl" like "grirl")

And then I asked, "What does Daddy like?" to which J responded:  "DOING JOBS!"

So apparently Phil is the only one who "does jobs" around here and I sit around all day watching girl TV shows and trying on shoes.  Nice.  :)