I love how they send you the preview of what your child's school picture looked like and tell you it's not too late to order. I mean, yes, she's adorable cuz she's my kid and I love her...but I'm not paying $42.75 for this...
I think she was focusing on showing the gap where she lost her tooth - and trying really hard to be brave while some stranger took her picture. So, there's always Spring pictures, right? ;-)
So last night I had a dream in which I was diagnosed with breast cancer. In my dream I remember feeling helpless and hopeless - feeling like there was no way I could do it, and wanting to give up before it even began.. So instead of posting on Facebook where I keep my purse to "raise breast cancer awareness", I thought I'd share this post instead. While my dream was not real, I felt for an iota of a minute, what many women have felt when receiving a cancer diagnosis. I just want to say that I love and admire those women and wish them many many years of health and happiness. I was planning to participate in the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure this year, but this pregnancy is going to prevent me from doing so...but I will set my sights on next year.
We have already received boxes and boxes of hand-me-down boy clothing for our baby boy, who will be joining us on December 10! So I finally mustered up the strength to sort through the boxes yesterday and organize all the clothes into sizes. Holy moly, I can't believe how much there is! A big thank you to my sister-in-law Rachel, my friends Erin B. and Monica, and my sweet neighbor Trini who also gave us that cute bassinet!! This is going to be one adorably dressed little dude! 
Not sure if you can see but there is also a storage bin under those bags that is also full of clothes! Love it!!
Anna's latest:
Eric was really excited to sign Haylie up for soccer this year. She is on a team with a bunch of her friends from kindergarten and they are so cute! Most of the practices have been pretty hilarious - and we wondered if an actual game was even going to be possible...but they really stepped up! Eric is the assistant coach - so he gets to be out there on the field with the kids the whole time.
Haylie throwing the ball in
Nice action shot - Haylie is not shy on the field, that's for sure
Haylie asked me the other day if she could get her hair cut - and I had actually been thinking that I wanted to get Anna's hair cut as well. So I called a friend who has a little salon in her home.
Haylie didn't want me to take her picture...doesn't she look sassy??
Anna looks a little sad here, but really she was sooo relaxed from having her hair combed and cut, she actually looked like she might fall asleep right there in the chair! She did sooo well for her very first haircut!
Code Yellow: The code they announce over the intercom in Target when a child is missing. How do I know this? I had the lovely experience of telling a Target employee that my child was missing this morning. I went in to Target to buy one thing...ONE THING!! Anna wanted to ride in the big ginormous cart and I said no because we were going to go in, buy my iron pills (just found out I'm anemic), and leave. So she put on her best pouty face and walked with me towards the pharmacy. Then stopped. I told her to come with me, counted to 3, then walked towards her to make her come and she took off. Well, I'm not moving so quickly these days - 7 months pregnant and experiencing a lot of pain in my c-section incision site (from previous c-sections). The scar tissue has to stretch as the baby grows and it is very painful. I literally cannot run after her. So I waddle myself in the direction she went - thinking that she would realize Mom is not around, get scared and come back. Nope. She was gone. Now I'm starting to panic. I called Eric and immediately started crying while telling him I can't find Anna. He said to go find an employee and tell them that I can't find her. Hello embarrassing. Well, I found someone right then, she got her walky-talky and announced CODE YELLOW. She told me that when they say that, somebody will immediately block the exits so that nobody can leave the store. I gave her a description and it took probably 1 minute or less for them to find her...guess where? Yup - the toy section. She was carrying a Polly Pocket toy and completely oblivious to the fact that she had scared the snot out of me. Actually I'm not sure I was as scared as I was embarrassed. Here I am hobbling around pregnant with my 3rd child and I can't even seem to control #2. Sheesh. Needless to say, she did not get her Polly Pocket that she so independently shopped for. I got my iron pills and got the heck out of there. I had to be somewhere right then, but as soon as I was finished there, I went straight to Kmart (didn't want to return to the "scene of the crime") and bought a harness/leash for her. She has officially lost any freedom she had previously enjoyed (abused). 
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