Happy Halloween

I can't believe that Halloween has come and gone. We celebrated in style at the ward trunk or treat last Friday. Hunter had a ball waddling around as a little monkey. Instead of collecting candy from the people handing it out, he would approach innocent kids holding their own stashes in their little buckets, take what ever he wanted out and run away. The other kids didn't even know what was happening. Hunter would then approach the next unsuspecting kid, put in his last steal in their bucket and walk away. A very generous little monkey.

Being fun loving parents as we are Jared and I put Hunter to bed early last night before the trick or treaters starting coming by. We sat on our driveway in lawn chairs so no one would ring the door bell and handed out candy. I was amazed by how many groups of solely adults their were collecting candy WITHOUT any kids. Then there were babies sleeping in their strollers while their moms trick or treated. Of course these moms collected candy for their sleeping kid AND themselves. It was ridiculous. We gave these adults ONE tootsie roll each.  What happened to parents staying in the background and letting their kids collect candy? Jared and I ended up coming in early because we ran out of candy. If we didn't provide candy for every adult in Glendale, we might have had enough to finish out the night for the sweet innocent kids.

Well, if you have read this far you get a treat. Here is the BIG announcement. Last week we went to the doctor for the gender reveal. Drum roll please....Jared and I have made ourselves another beautiful little boy!! (Notice that bow tie on the skeleton.) ETA still around March 7th, 2013. If Hunter had any comprehension of what was going on he would be ecstatic with joy.We sure are.

 

And just to show off Hunter's cuteness here he his. 

Jared thinks he looks like an ewok.

My Pregnant Life

Before I got pregnant I told myself that I would not be one of those people who solely blogged about my pregnancy or anything related to that. Obviously this pregnancy is consuming my life, which means that you get to read a quick update on how I am feeling and some of my crazy pregnant thoughts. I blame the pregnancy hormones for procrastinating my blogging.

To begin with, here is the story of how I told Jared I was pregnant. It happened one day when I knew he had class. I had suspected I was pregnant for a couple days but I refused to take the test until I had an evening to prepare. That morning I woke up and took the test. I saw the classic two pink lines and was extremely happy. That day was the longest day of my life. It is really hard to keep secrets from Jared, but I knew I had to. That evening after I dropped him off at class I put my plan in action. I prepared a dinner with baby back ribs, baby peas, baby new potatoes and Dad's root-beer. When I picked up Jared from class he walked into the apartment and smelled heaven. As we sat down to eat I kept emphasizing the fact that the baby peas were delicious, and so were the baby potatoes and the baby back ribs. Jared acted clueless while I got frustrated. Eventually he turned to me and said "I'll stop messing with you, is it true?" I gave him a dirty look and told him that it was. I then pulled out dessert which was a Baby Ruth candy bar pie. We then had a little excited freak out and plotted how to keep this a secret for the next 12 weeks. As you know we only were able to keep it a secret for just over 10 weeks, because neither of us are good liars.

That evening Jared did insist that we go to the store and buy one of the pregnancy tests with a digital reading to double check that I really was pregnant. He is not a believer in two little pink lines. Over the next week I took two more tests to prove to myself that I really was pregnant. At nine weeks we got an ultra-sound picture, and yesterday at 12.5 weeks I got to hear the heart beat.

Overall I am doing pretty well. I didn't get nauseous until about seven weeks and then it has slowly continued to get worse. Hopefully it will begin the down hill trend quickly because school starts on Tuesday and I need all the energy I can get to survive my LAST semester before I graduate. Luckily for me my boss at work has agreed to let me help her in the office instead of driving in circles all day long which will be a total blessing for me and this baby. Baby Jones will be one lucky baby.

How to give our parents a heart attack

In deciding what do to for Christmas presents this year Jared and I tried to give both our parents presents that they would never forget. We contemplated on the perfect gift for the last couple of months. Eventually we decided to give them a picture frame filled with something they would never forget. We wrapped the picture below in a cute frame and waited until they opened it on Christmas morning. I am happy to report that our families almost had heart attacks.

Baby Jones, ETA around July 25th, 2011

Officially I am 10 weeks along and going strong. I have avoided morning sickness in the mornings but the afternoons zap all of my energy and my appetite. Jared gets slammed with my crazy display of hormone attacks, but overall our little alien of a kid is growing fast. Today it is officially the size of a kumquat.Hopefully the next seven months fly on by.