Could I Be Any More Jealous?!??

My mom is a very lucky lady. For last Christmas my dad got her appointments with Nick Arrojo and Carmendi from "What Not To Wear" to get her hair and makeup done. I guess they have to schedule way in advance since they are in high demand. Yesterday, after 4 hours in the salon my mother came out with the cutest hair (the hair style I have always wanted, but have way too much hair for). I just wanted to post a before and after for those of you that know my mom.















They are both cell phone pics, but I think you can get the jist of it. The one on the bottom with the very happy face is obviously the new hair. You look great Mom!

Trying Hard, but not quite getting it.

Well, trying to limit carbs is....well...hard. I'm not so slowly going insane. In an effort to try and break the monotony I bought a diabetic cookbook and tried a brownie recipe. Let me warn you all that brownies made mostly of eggs and Splenda are pretty gaggie. I think Ella said it best "The bottom is icky, I only want to eat the top" (the recipe called for sprinkling the top with real chocolate chips). The pictures are of Ethan thoroughly enjoying just the top part of the gross brownies. Ella had already been cleaned up from picking at the top, but luckily I was able to snap these beauties before Ethan wiped up and got out of his Spiderman costume from 2 years ago.

EXTRAcurricular Activities

Well the kids have started school, and with the start of school comes all the extras that are available. I let the kids pick one activity to be involved with and they both picked ballet. Eric nixed this idea and so Ethan is doing soccer again, and Eric is coaching his team once again. Ethan is a good sport, but I don't think his heart is in it. Like his mom, Ethan cannot see the joy in running back and forth, over and over and over again, just to swarm around a little ball and hopefully touch it with your toe. He said he would like to try T-ball next time, since it has less running. He is actually a good runner, I think he just doesn't like the contact aspect of soccer. Ella started ballet, and seems to like it, but I doubt I am going to be able to live my dancing dreams through her. She is actually a better soccer player than Ethan (sorry, but true). She can dribble faster and kick harder than any of the boys on his team. She seems to take after her Aunt Cheryl. I guess next year Eric can coach her team. Ella does like dancing, but is impatient with not doing turns and leaps yet. She loves tapping her tap shoes and making noise. Oh well, maybe this next baby will provide me with the dancer I crave.
Eric is a great coach and is so patient with the boys. We have one little boy that runs once across the field and immediately collapses in a heap. Needless to say he is a bit of a trial, but Eric never looses his cool. He is also the scoutmaster for the 11 year old scouts, and so far they haven't once played basketball (GO Eric!).
I, meanwhile, am slowly going crazy. We all know when I was pregnant with Ethan I had to eat 5 grams of fat or less a day because of my gallbladder. With Ella I gave up all dairy (most breads are made with milk). With this baby I thought it would be easy, but I was mistaken. Because I hadn't tried this particular diet yet my body thought it would be fun to have gestational diabetes. The only risk factor I have for diabetes is family history (two grandparents with diabetes, no one with gestational) and I am over 25. So anyways, I get to eat about 45 grams of carbohydrates a meal. Look at the package on any food and you will soon see how crappy this is. If any of you know of any yummy diabetic friendly meals let me know. Since I can't think of another restrictive diet I can go on I guess we are done having children. There wouldn't be a challenge in it.Ella about to start dance walks across the room. The little brunette next to her is her friend Maddi, who is 2 months older than Ella.

Ethan playing soccer. This green player number 2 is his best friend Caleb (Maddi's brother). He is 4 months older than Ethan. I guess we have tall kids!

First Scary Post

AGGGGHHHH, I've been sucked in by the blogging borg. The computer can now declare "All your bases is belong to us." I feel like I was the last hold out to this impersonal form of communication, but I've come to love reading everyone elses as a way of keeping up to date with their families. So with baby number 3 rumbling away in my tummy, I've decided to jump on board and set up a blog so that when I only have a few minutes, or some cute pictures to share I have an easier way to "talk" to everyone.

A few ground rules: 1. I cannot spell, and my grammar is atrocious. I know this. I have been sadly aware of this fact for as long as I can remember. After years of therapy and self help books, I have come to accept that bad spelling does not mean stupid. I hope you can all help me not feel stupid as I write for everyone to see. 2. That's it. That was the only thing I was worried about. Oh wait, no making fun of how much weight I have gained this pregnancy. I mean it, not even to your husband when you think I can't hear. I CAN hear you. 3. Now that really is it.

So, enjoy my cute kids, my rambling, and the updates on our family.

p.s. the picture is from the kids first day of school. It was their first full day away from each other, and I thought this reunion was pretty sweet.