While this picture is near one year old, I can’t get over how adorable it is. I got a lot of great shots last year, and this year forgot to bring my camera to Christmas Eve with Brie’s parents. Nice. I guess we’ll see how tomorrow goes. Also, this time next week, we will have Zander with us. One week! Yikes! I’ve come to accept that fact that Brie will forever be pregnant, and it will just be the three of us. The medical people tell us that this is not the case, and Brie seems quite pleased with that little fact. I’m still a little scared to have a new human with us again. At the same time it’s exciting and fun. I guess that what parenting is though. A terrifyingly exciting journey though a lake of rice cereal. Uhf… one week.

One of the fun things about being a parent is watching all the silly things your kids do. They are after all put here for our amusement. In exchange for the entrainment, we give them food, clean diapers, and let them watch whatever they want however many times they want and we don’t complain. So tonight’s entertainment was your classic messy kid. We gave him an Oreo Cookie (double stuffed, nothing but the best!) to keep him busy while we finished eating. I’m a crazy slow eater and at times need to push his meals into overtime. I was not aware that a simple cookie could become so awesomely messy. I’ll let the pictures finish up this post.

The almighty sugar crash…

Love that little guy! You should see him dance!

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So I can no longer use school as an excuse for not updating my blog. I was going to use the “I have to get ready for the new baby” line, but no one would believe me since I’m not the one actually growing the child. So I guess I’ll put down some words on this dusty old thing, and pretend like someone is going to read it.

In less then three weeks, we have an appointment to have a baby. This concept still blows my mind. Logan came a week and half past his due date, so I came to accept that due dates are not as accurate as we want them to be. With Logan, I spent a lot of time worrying about the drive to the hospital. I thought for sure it would be in a snowstorm during rush hour, since we had to drive to Denver. But no, her water broke at 1:00 in the morning on a nice warm March night. I did miss the turn, but that was the only exciting part. Well, that and the whole having a baby part. This time, the hospital is right up the street. This time we don’t have her bag packed, I haven’t installed the new car seat (but we don’t have that yet so I have a good excuse) or really done anything that makes me feel like we’re going to be entertaining a newborn soon. I guess things are just different the second time around. Maybe it’s just a been there done that kind of thing. Or maybe I’m so terrified about taking care of two, that I’m just in denial. I’m going with option B.

This is going to be short since I haven’t written in a while. I’m kind of rusty at this point. My goal however is to post daily until Zander is born. So instead of more words, here is a picture from the last set of maternity pictures we took.

No, she did not grow an extra set of arms. Not yet anyway.

After getting Zander’s picture taken, we had to have the photo’s critiqued. This is always the hardest part. Personally I hate those moments when the person is quietly looking over the photo you love. Do you like it, hate it, what’s wrong with it? Why are you looking in that corner, don’t look there! Look at that really cool rock next to that dead tree. Then with a small smile you are told that its a nice photo. You know they are lying. It’s best just not to share your work. Uh… oh yeah. The doctor looked over the ultrasound pictures and decided that there was a cist on our child’s brain that could lead to some pretty amazing superpowers, and that we should have someone in Denver take a look at it. At least that’s what I think she said. I could be a bit off. Don’t quote me. So Brie went downtown on Thursday for a reshoot. The bad news was that Zander does not (as far as we know) have any superpowers. The good news however was that the cist is mostly gone. (I don’t think I’m spelling cist right, but spell check says it’s fine, and I’m not googling it.) Another bit of good news was that this doctor took 4d shots of Zander and printed them out. These pictures are so strange. While I think it’s really cool to see what Zander would look like if he were sculpted our of clay, it’s also a bit unreal. Though I still am having issues believing that Brie is really pregnant, and that’s I’m going to be watching a two year old and an infant at the same time but that’s beside the point.

The first shot is from the back. You can see his arm, shoulder, back, head and ear. So far I only count four fingers. Thumb must be sold separately. The second shot is a side view. You can make out the spin leading up to his arm. He knew his picture was being taken which is why he flexed his mighty bicep. Totally taking after his dad already.

Saved the best and freakiest for last. His little face where you can make out his eyes, nose, even a bit of his mouth and chest. It looks like he might just have his daddy’s nose. Of course he also has some kind of creature attacking his head. I think it may be a tentacle from a squid.

Yeah.. I think we’re spelling it with a Z.

There is a part of me that wants to start this post with the blogger chant.  “Sorry I haven’t posted in so long..” then follow that up with a list of reasons that account for my lack of posts. Well, I’m not going to do that. I don’t want to. It just doesn’t make for interesting writing does it? Of course, interesting writing is very subjective, and who knows who might find an apologetic post interesting. Not me.

Moving on. It has been some time, meaning time has passed. Brie was at the time of this picture 20 weeks pregnant. How adorable is she? Her little baby bump is starting to show. She is doing fantastic. She’s working out a few times a week, pushing us to eat better, and looking great the entire time. I can’t say the same about me, so I won’t. Instead I will distract you.

Not with her picture, though I do like how we got one of her pregnant pictures over near the monkey area of the Denver Zoo. Part of the 20 week ritual is to see a doctor who will place a strange device on Brie’s bump, show us random bits of static, and inform us if we need to buy a new wardrobe, or embrace the world of hand me downs. We got the fantastic news that Logan is going to have a little Brother who will wear Logan’s tomato stained clothes and like it! We’re thrilled that we’re having another little boy. It means buying the cool toys, instead of those silly dolls that come with wigs and pet snakes, or whatever it is girls play with. So say hello to Zander. He’s…uhhh… not the black part, but not quite all of the white part in the pictures.

And yes, the girl running the machine did put a little arrow on the picture to let us know that he is indeed a boy. There you go Zander, you’re out there for the world to see…sorry kid.