We think she might need glasses.

OK. We KNOW she needs glasses. In the midst of having a newborn, I had the brilliant idea to have my children checked for eye glasses. And amazingly enough, that week, Riley started to do this again: So Mom was kind enough to take the kids into the eye doc. and get their eyes examined. Hy checks out for this year, but will probably need glasses in the future. Riley got to pick out some PINK eyeglasses. I found it interesting that Mom didn't let me get pink eye glasses, but actually helped Riley pick out some pink ones.....

Ev says it's because she's trying to get to heaven.

In other "Riley" news, she went potty all by herself the other day. I was ECSTATIC! We're not planning on doing the whole "shebang" of potty training 'til we get to Malta, but at least it's a start!

PS- this pic was after the fact and she's just sitting on her potty chair, not the actual potty.

PPS- I used to be so annoyed as a child/preteen/teenager when parents used the word "potty" instead of "toilet". Hmmmm.....

PPPS- Any parents who have kids with glasses (you know who you are) do you have any tips??

PPPPS- How many "PS's" can you do before it is illegal and annoying? I'll stop now.

Live action Lindsay!

For Grandma Vicki and other family that haven't seen Lindsay (and if it might be awhile) I thought I'd show you her in her swing with her eyes open!

Lindsay Israelsen

I took this right before I posted my blog.

Sister Love!Lindsay and the boys!

The "I-just-gave-birth-to-a-watermelon-what-do-you-expect-me-to-look-like" picture.

Baby Lindsay!!

9 lbs, 6 oz - 21 inches long - 7 hour labor - Mom & Baby are doing well -- Lindsay has a fractured collar bone. Hyrum's was a clean break, but it is still painful for her. But other than that, we're doing well!

"The little green men came, Mom."

Those were the words that woke me up for the second time this morning. And there was a mix of awe and fear in his voice. Hyrum found some "catastrophes" caused by the leprechauns!
The left a note saying that if the kids followed these little shamrocks, they'd find all of the "tricks." The leprechauns pulled down the kids' curtain, peed green in the toilet, threw Mom's laundry everywhere,

took Riley's "A's" (abc magnets) off of the fridge, wrecked the blinds, tipped over the kitchen chairs, messed up Hy's calendar & number chart,

and they turned Hyrum's milk GREEN. (Hy didn't know what to think of the green milk)

But, the leprechauns did leave Riley & Hyrum a little treat for cleaning up their messes.

Still waiting.

As I was sitting in church today and baby girl was running her foot along my ribs (comparable to running dirty laundry on an old-fashioned washboard), I wondered about the tv show "I Didn't Know I was Pregnant." I've never seen it. But I've also never had that problem.

Yep. Pretty sure I'm pregnant.

Since this is all I'm blogging about these days, the countdown is on and a week from Monday is the big induction date. Yay! So excited (that is until the first hard contraction hits). :) Thanks for love, prayers and support!!

While we're waiting.

I found an idea in Parenting to make a castle out of a cardboard box. So we did. And it was fun and made my children happy.

I'm to the point...

*that I don't even try to bend over anymore. I either have the kids pick it up (who knew older siblings were SOOOO good for something) or think I'll pick it up in a month.

*my favorite subject is birthing/pregnancy stories with all my expectant friends.

*food? Yes, please. Every hour. I'm like a hobbit: I have 7 breakfasts.


*if I sneeze, I wet my pants.

*the most exciting news of the week: the doctor telling me I'm dilating.

*the most depressing news of the week: the doctor saying things are looking good, so we'll just go until you're 39 weeks (last week, he had said 38).


*if I stand up, I piddle.


*I panic b/c my baby isn't moving as much.

*then when she does move, it is like she is climbing in my ribs and it makes me gasp.



*I get asked how far along I am and I want to say "13 months."


*then I usually get asked if I'm having twins.


*toes? What toes?

*if I cough, I wet myself again.


*nightly trips to the bathroom are often accompanied by a bowl of cereal because, apparently, I'm starving.

*please, for the sake of my pants, don't make me laugh.

*and lastly, I have to keep reminding myself to be patient and that when this is all over....I'll probably want to put her back in so I can get some sleep!!!!

Where's Riley? There she is! Under Mom's belly!

(PS-Despite all of my complaining, I'm so happy to be having another baby and my very favorite part about being pregnant is to feel that baby moving in there. It really is a miracle and babies are just little gifts from heaven! And I really am grateful that things are going well and the baby is healthy.)