A Great Opportunity

(Picture taken off of Dustin's Blog. . . for a link, see below)

For those of you who live in the Mo-Town area, here is a great opportunity to share good fellowship AND donate money toward a missionary who is in the thick of it in Haiti.

For info on the fund raising dinner, click HERE.

For info on the work that Dustin is doing in Haiti, click HERE.

For obvious reasons, Josh and I can't attend the dinner, but we'd love to know we sent a few of you as our proxies.

What can a mother do!?

This was Daddy's doing. . .

Our Little One

(In case you can't decipher this picture: the baby's elbow is on the left with his/her upper arm heading upward to the right. The little hand is in front of his/her face. You can see the thumb pointing outward and the four little fingers behind.)

This little one is exactly that. . . little. The doctor has been monitoring his/her growth with bi-weekly sonograms for the last 2 months because the baby is slightly below average on weight (thus the reason my mom thinks it is a girl). Thankfully, the baby has been growing steadily and is very active (thus the reason I think it is a boy) and so even though he/she is small, the doctor said she is not concerned.

If you think of it, please pray that the baby will continue to put on weight these last few weeks. The "average" baby weighs about 6.5 pounds by now. . . as of this morning, ours was about one pound below average. I'm hoping to have this baby pack on at least another pound (since bigger babies tend to be happier and sleepier) before birth.

Like Father, Like Son

How Caleb and Josh spent 1.5 hours of their Saturday. . .

36 Weeks 2 Days

A little less than 4 weeks to go!

Goodbye, Summer Vacation

All good things must come to an end. . . and summer vacation is no exception. Caleb and I got up early this morning to see Josh off to his first day back at work. And, we've spent the last few hours wondering around the house aimlessly, trying to figure out what to do with ourselves. I'm sure it will take a few days to get back into a routine. . . just in time to welcome the new baby!

Here are some pictures from the last few days of vacation.

Little India: Mango Lassi. . . on the go.

Hanging out around the house.

Singapore Zoo: Lions and Tigers and Bears, oh my!

McDonalds: Who can resist a 60-cent ice-cream cone?

East Coast Park: The park is near the airport, which made our airplane-loving boy very happy.

East Coast Park Bike Trail: $6 for a two-hour bike rental and lots of fun.

Bowling: The other bowlers probably thought I was hiding one of the bowling balls in my shirt!

Getting Ready

Today marks the 5-week countdown to Baby #2's due date. Although I've been showing signs of our expected addition for months now, the house only started showing this week.

Daddy and Big Brother Caleb work hard to build a changing table.

Mommy adds the finishing touches.

Cowboy Boots

If you check my other blog, you'll know that we have a houseful of guests. They came heavy laden with gifts from California. One of the things they brought was a pair of cowboy boots for Caleb from my mom. I literally had to peel them off of him. I think he might be the first cowboy in Singapore!

Oatmeal for Breakfast

Almost every morning, Caleb and I eat oatmeal for breakfast. It is cheap, healthy and easy.

This morning, we ate oatmeal, but it was much better than usual. That's because today's oatmeal was in the form of homemade oatmeal cookies that my mom express mailed us. The health factor went way down, but the taste factor went way up, so I think it comes out even.

Thanks, Mom!

(I'd post pictures of the crumbs left on our plate and the smiles on our faces, but Josh isn't home this morning and he has the camera with him.)

Super Dad and His Amazing Super Glue

Recently a few of Caleb's toys broke and Josh was able to fix them with super glue. Caleb was obviously highly impressed because the following conversation occurred this morning.

Caleb: Aboon? Aboon? (balloon)
Me: Oh, sweetie, I'm sorry. The balloon popped yesterday, remember?
Caleb: Pop!
Me: Yep. It popped!
Caleb: Broke?
Me: Yep. The balloon is broken.
(thoughtful pause)
Caleb: Glue! Glue! Daddy, glue!