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I know I know...Once again something happens in my life, I get all flustered and forget that I have an obligation to provide pictures of my children and to write witty captions filled with meaning about what cute things they are doing. Or to write cations anyway...But to catch you up, I've had a baby, moved from Texas to Indiana, and here I now sit trying in vain to sum up months of my family's life in a few pictures and captions and failing. But this is how I do things, and I'm sure my readers are used to me by now. SO...here is the good stuff that we all stalk each other's blogs of facebooks for...pictures of our children.

A blog post wouldnt be right without my Bub...so here is my handsome 3 year old

Dressed up in Daddy's shirt and tie for a Father's Day photo shoot (idea stolen from LL)
Demonstrating his Sanders genes and sleeping standing up.

Ribbit...Ribbit... He decided in July that he finally wanted to wear his Halloween costume...go figure. He wouldnt wear it for Halloween, but July seemed like a good time to put on a head to toe polyester get up and run around. Truth be told, he called it his bee suit after seeing Memaw, Pops and Daddy working with the bees outside in their suits...but still...polyester...July...? He's nothing if not quirky.

Playing in Memaw's room looking mischevious...and he was. I believe he'd been getting into a armoire or some such thing and found things that probably werent meant to be toys...


Here is my precious baby...whose not so small anymore, but still the baby I love.

This is Bradley Edwin Sanders. He was 8 pounds 6 ozs for about 2 seconds and now he is 6 months old and approx. 22 pounds. How time does change things. He's as cuddly as he is squishy, and we like him just the way he is. He loves his older brother, but most of the time his older brother would rather he go to bed and stay there. But Bub is 3, so I'm not too worred....yet...

Here is Daddy having some fun at his expense.

A rare moment of benevolence from Bub.

Here he is now...sunning his thunder thighs.

Additionally...

your truly is gestating.

And quite effectively, if I do say so myself. I am about 29 or 30 weeks (there is some confusion on that with my doctors), and officially in the third trimester now. We are having another little boy, so this house will be a whole lot of fun in pretty short order I would imagine. Luke and I are really excited, and very suprised that we are going to the the parents of 2 little boys now. It doesnt seem like we're old enough be here yet...but given my girth it seems an inevitable reality. The Bub, at a little over 2, is naturally indifferent to the whole thing and is just excited for the day that he can jump on Mommy again. He does, however, find my doctor appointments highly entertaining because he gets to listen to my "noisy belly." He's 2...what can we say.

Love you all. Sorry for the delay, but by now you know how we do things around here...sporadically.

Whats we've been up to

...and by "we" I, of course, mean the Bub.

Giggles

Bub thinks that getting serberts is funny, but he especially loves watching his Daddy give them to his Mommy...evidenced by the giggles...

Walking a mile in Daddy's shoes...

Because I Can

This post is for the grandparents...and because Bubba is so cute!

Welcome Home!!!

Here are pictures from Luke's homecoming. I'm sure many of you know that Luke had been deployed for the past 14 months, but he arrived home last Tuesday. I dont know who was more excited, me or the Bub. I apologize to our family who probably wanted a picture of the three of us, but after 2 1/2 hours of waiting, we were just ready to get out of the hot gym, get Luke's bags and go home. I'll post more pictures of our life over the past week later on.

Thank you all for your prayers. We felt them! We love you all!