I'm passed the twenty week mark in this pregnancy, and so thankful for a wild little dancer in my belly who's constantly reminding me "I'm okay in here, Mummy". I've always wondered what little ones thought of their pregnant Mom's growing bellies- Molly has little interest at all! I think that since it's been so gradual, it just doesn't phase her. She will sometimes ask about the baby, but has yet to seem annoyed that I'm holding her differently, or wonder why I'm doing stretches to keep my back from bothering me. Kids are so resilient, I tell you.
I've said it before, we're raising an animal lover. I guess it's only natural, with her Dad working on his family's farm. And I'm thankful, because I was raised around a dog, and a cat or two, but didn't have much experience with large animals. Molly has been asking to ride horses for months. So we took an afternoon during our staycation to take her on an hour long trail ride. The girl loved it, she's fearless. She asked why Daddy had to ride with her: "I want to ride this horsey all by myself, Daddy". No, Molly- this horse is really big, and you need Daddy to help you. "No I don't, Daddy, I'm a big, big girl!"
She asks to go to the park every day. I'm not joking.
The stubborn nap fighter. I seriously don't get it. But I keep reminding myself that I nursed her last year at this time- a perfect sedative. So this year, the nap is such a battle. I understand, too, that some kids just don't need a nap at nearly 3 years old. But this kid does. She's a delirious wild woman by 5pm without one! Thankfully, this weekend we've had her cousin, Quinton, at our home- a four year old who LOVES his nap. I snapped this picture with my phone after 20 minutes of laying beside her as she explained why she didn't need a nap. Girl, if you only realized. ;)
Our family reunion, a Western theme! I love that the number of kids multiply each year- it was just so much fun. Long day, lots of playing, and little napping. I think we all slept until 7am on Sunday morning!
The last iphone pic: the Tastee Freez, or the "ice cream store" as Molly affectionately refers. We drove by after church, and both children asked for a treat for the rest of the day. This is an 8pm sweet treat last night, and I couldn't get them to hold still long enough to show me what they chose. "'Nella ice cream on a cone" for Molly, and a "choc-it milk shake" for Quinton. Not a lick or sip left to share, either ;)
I'd love to keep summer around forever, but that would mean no November, and no due date! Fortunately, I'm starting to feel better- so I'm not in as much of a hurry to get there.
Have a great week!