I've been deep cleaning my house today, you know, wiping walls, washing windows, doing an extra good job vacuuming around the edges, and such, because my house is currently driving me crazy. Aaron has been outside all morning doing yard work and repairs for the apartment complex. He just came in and told me that I had to take a break. So here I am. :) Lincoln wouldn't take a nap today, so I sent him outside to help his dad. Ivan is sleeping and hopefully will be for another hour or so. I have the house basically all to myself. Wonderful. The perfect blogging atmosphere.
I've been meaning to blog about the bridal shower we threw for Kelsey, my brother Kyle's fiance. It was a lot of fun. It was at my mom's house, last Wednesday. Here's the spread, from both sides, so you can see the nut cups.
My mom and I did the nut cups with her Cricut machine on Monday, folded them and all. It took forever but they turned out really cute. Tanya made the punch and did the game, I made the brownies and brought thank you cards, Mom made the Chicken Salad and the Corn Pops, and did everything else. :) For the game, Tanya had a DVD with 20 different romantic movie clips, everyone had to guess which movie the clip was of. It was fun, but I didn't do very well. I guess I don't watch enough movies, but I'm ok with that.
Kels got some really awesome gifts. I gave here a really cute apron that my next door neighbor made, it has yellow and green and pink circles on it, that almost look like citrus fruit, but not quite. It's super cute, and I did not take a picture of it :( But Kelsey's sister did, maybe she'll share.

Kyle and Kelsey are getting married August 4th. This stresses me out the closer it gets to the date. Don't get me wrong, I'm really happy for them. I think they are great for each other and I'm excited for them to be married. The reason I'm stressed is because I'm due August 7th, and I have gone early with both of my boys. I'm worried that for one reason or another, all involving the baby, that I will not be able to go to their wedding. I would feel really bad/sad to miss it.
Lincoln was born 10 days early, and Ivan was born 6 days early. If Adelia could be born that early, I would be out of the hospital in time to go to the ceremony, and then could see about everything else depending on how I felt. So everyone pray that I have the baby about a week early. It would be a lot more of a relief to have already had her, than not. If I haven't had the baby yet, I'm going to be really nervous that I'll go into labor at any moment. I don't want to be the first woman ever to give birth at a temple ceiling. They are getting married in the Salt Lake temple, too, which is about an hour or so away from where I live depending on construction. I have really fast labors. 3 hours max from first contraction to birth. If I went into labor while we were in Salt Lake, not only would I have to spend one miserable hour having labor pains in the car (from my experience all laboring done in the car is the worst) but I'd be stressed out that we wouldn't make it to the hospital in time. I don't want to have a baby in the car. I also don't really like the idea of going to an unfamiliar hospital and having an unfamiliar doctor deliver me, so that rules out just going to the hospital in Salt Lake. Anyways, I really have no control over it, so I guess whenever she is supposed to be born she will be. Hopefully everything will work out so that I don't have to miss the wedding.
Switching subjects, check out Lincoln's latest fashion accessory:
Sydni sent us home from WA with these snow boots of Zac's that won't fit him come winter, but will fit Lincoln. Lincoln found them in the closet a couple days ago, and they have been the rage every since. I told him that he can only wear them inside though, because it's way to hot to wear them outside. So he wears his sandals outside, but as soon as we come in, he takes them off and puts the boots on. Silly child.
Last night we went to Subway for dinner. We sat at a table by the window to eat our sandwiches. All the sudden Lincoln started asking me, "What does T say, what does A say, what does C say, what does O say." Each time I asked him back, "What does T say, do you know?" And he would tell me the sound. He got all the sounds right...well, he did all the short sounds, he doesn't know the long vowel sounds yet. Then he wanted to use Aaron's pen and have Aaron write the letters on his sandwich wrapper. Then he started asking what D said, and E, and L. Then he asked me what a sun said. Well, finally I looked out the window, and next door to us was a Del Taco with the big sun logo above the words. He was reading all the letters off of the restaurant! I was so impressed and proud. I knew that he knew most of his letters, but he's been so good at recognizing them all over the place lately. And I had no idea he had the sounds the letters made down so well.

I've been pretty impressed with Ivan lately too. I'm always impressed when my kids start doing new things :) Ivan has been talking up a storm recently. He jabbers on non-stop, which a lot of babies do, but when Ivan does it, he looks right at you and waves his hands around like he's really talking and trying to tell you something. It cracks me up. He is starting to say a lot more words too. Besides all the words I've listed before, he now says, please, thank you, bye bye, grandma, grandpa, Lincoln, ding, bounce, boing, ooh ooh ahh ahh (monkey), roar, and I think he tries really hard to say Carson (which is the name of the little neighbor boy we play with all the time) because every time we are already outside and Carson comes out to play Ivan yells something and waves his hands excitedly. Ivan is starting to really love to be read to, and will bring me books from the shelf to read to him and actually sit and listen while I do. He has his favorites and some of them surprise me. He really like Pigs in the Mud in the Middle of the Rud, which is a longer book we got for Lincoln. He also really likes The Paper bag Princess and always roars when the dragon comes up, Snake Soup, Trucks, Red Hat Green Hat, and Ollie.
Something nice happened today that was unexpected. A woman stopped me in Wal-Mart and asked how far apart my boys were. So I told her they were 19 months apart. Then she asked when I was due. I told her August. Usually at this point, I get sneers, snide comments, or people flat out telling me I'm crazy, or they condemn me to hell for overpopulating the earth. So I prepared for the worst. But instead, with a warm smile she said, "How fun. Three under three right? That's what I did, all boys. It was so much fun. Good luck." It was so nice. Thank you woman for just being a nice person and wishing me good luck. I wish everyone would be more like her. I get so tired of all the comments. I know I'm having my kids close together and that some aspects of that are going to be harder than if we spaced them out more. But it's my choice, and I am the one who had to decide that I can handle it. I don't look down my nose at you for waiting to have kids, or for spacing them further apart. And no, just because I have 3 under 3, doesn't mean I want 300. I'm not going for any world records. Aaron and I and God are just planning our family the way we feel it is best, and hope that everyone else out there is doing the same, even if what's best for them and their situation is different than what's best for us and ours. But I didn't mean for this paragraph to get off track. Mostly, I just wanted to make note of how grateful I am for the few and far between instances when people are just genuinely friendly and non-judgemental.
Anyways, those are my few updates from the last week that I've been meaning to get posted. Guess it's time to get back to it.