The Drawing Process

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I love my big-girl backpack.

Thanks Gramma Bonnie!

Pictures for Asher and Frankie (and Jensie, too!)

I liked the pictures you took for me, and I like taking pictures for you, too. Maybe because we're all so cute.
Love, Penny

Poor Second Children

They get so overlooked, don't they? I mean, Penny got a whole blog named after her when I found out I was expecting, and Teddy's only been mentioned like twice. So here's what I know about Teddy.

-He's 32.5 weeks cooked, which means he'll be here shortly. Wow.
-He sits lower in my belly than Penny did, but also bruises my ribs (I think literally), so he might be big.  Or at least long.
-Penny knows who he is and already hugs, kisses, and shares with him.

-He's gonna be cute. Seth had a dream he looked just like Penny but with a rounder face and more boyish. Seth sometimes has prophetic dreams. Here are Penny's, then Teddy's, ultrasound profiles to compare. What do you think? Doppelgangers?

Penny

Teddy

Too hard to tell? Well, you'll just have to wait and see then.

-We love him already.

The Apple Doesn't Fall Far

At least, apparently, when it comes to little girl kitchen sets.

Pretty Far In There . . .

Flashback Friday

Why do I feel like I've never been this happy, ever?  Let alone on an airplane.

Being young is underrated.

Capitola California

The Best Socks

are Mama's socks.

I'm Thankful For....

this little one

this slightly bigger one

and this teeny tiny one.

Without them life would be pointless.

Snow Day!

You don't happen to have any size 12 mos. snow pants, do ya Erin?

Penny Dances With Elmo on the Moon

Halloween was BANANAS

Sneak Peek: Teddy's Nursery

You may notice a couple significant points while reading this post.

Firstly, we're naming our son Teddy. Some people think I'm joking when I tell them, but let me assure you, unless that boy pops out and looks like a Harold his name will be Teddy. Teddy Dennis Packard to be exact.

Secondly, you may have seen that there's a crib in Teddy's nursery, which means that Penny is in a big girl bed.  That's right.  My little Peep in a big girl bed.  A legit big girl bed, too.  Twin XL baby!  One of these nights I'll sneak in there and let you have a peek of that too, 'cause that's not something you want to miss.

Thirdly, and most notably of all, I made this crib sheet.

Look how ridiculously crafty I am.

Cheesy? Yes. Worth it? Absolutely.

 Macey's Grocery in Provo

Emily (to random guy walking by):  Hey, will you take a picture of us?

Random Guy:  Sure.

Emily (unprovoked): We made a movie!

Random Guy (holding up camera):  Oh.  Smile.

Emily:  It's called "HottieBoombaLottie," this one right here.  You should rent it.

Random Guy (taking our picture):  That's nice.

Emily:  Yeah, this one.  See, that's my husband, Seth.  He likes chocolate, but he's on a restrictive diet so he can't eat it.

Random Guy (walking away):  Bye . . . (under his breath) crazy lady.

Emily (looking at me):  Awesome!

 Penny:  Dad!!!

 First screen, first place.  I haven't been first place since sixth grade field day.

 . . . also, I don't normally pose like that.  I just didn't want to get in front of the picture.  Please believe me.

Thank you to my ultra supportive - often asks too many "how's your movie going?" with me having no updates for you - family and friends.  It's done.