Finally!

I finally found a background I like (for now anyways)! I've added a few things here and there and edited and I finally feel like our blog is the way I like and can be proud of. Yeah!

Funny story: Last night I came home from a R.S. activity, looking a little more put together than most days. I was talking to Aaron while we were sitting on the sofa watching "The Biggest Loser" (which we are totally addicted to--hoping maybe I'll be brainwashed into more healthy habits). During a breath in my long monologue of a story, Aaron interrupted me to tell me that I "looked really nice, today." I told him thank you and then began to relate (for about 5 minutes)how it is such pain to get ready some days, especially when the boys always seem to start fighting or destroying something if I don't have my eyes on them for a few minutes. I continued to tell him how it was so nice to have that effort appreciated when it is such a struggle everyday. He chuckled and said, "Marissa I think that is the longest thank you I have ever heard in my life!" I apologized and then said, "Thank you for noticing." "Much better," he replied. :)

New President

Tuesday, the day of the inauguration, was a busy day. I had a doctor's appointment and then we went to the library for storytime. As we walked in to the library (which is at our local community college), we noticed crowds of people gathered around some of the TV monitors in the lobby. I looked at the monitor to see what was happening (for fear of another 9-11 event) but couldn't see anything as my boys sped off for the kid's section. About an hour later as we were checking out our books, I realized that it was coverage of the presidential inauguration. I explained to Seth that we would be getting a new president today, Barack Obama, and that he would start his new job as president. I told him the old president, George Bush, would go home and wouldn't be the president any more. Seth asked, "Well, what will his new job be?" I chuckled and replied, "I don't know." Later, when we were home, I turned on the coverage of all of the inaugural events and realized we had just missed Obama's speech. Seth asked why I was sad and I told him that I missed the president's speech. Seth thought about it for a moment and then said, "Mom, Obama is NOT the prophet. He's the president. Thomas S. Monson is our prophet." I laughed. We often watch General Conference from home and point out whenever the prophet is speaking. I think he thought that is what I was talking about. I then explained to him that he was right and we talked about the difference between the president of the country and the president of our church. So smart to pick that up on his own!

Josh's surgery

So Josh had surgery this morning. We went in at 6:30am. At about 7:15 the nurse gave him a mixture of Tylenol and a sedative. We were watching Mickey Mouse Clubhouse in his room, when about 15 minutes after taking the meds, Josh started getting drowsy. He said, "Look Mom it's two Mickey's and two Goofy's," which of course there wasn't. He was just started to get a little loopy. I was fixing his shirt and he told me to stop tickling him. So, I tickled him anyway. He said "I'm gonna get your face. " Then he moved his arm in extremely slow motion towards my head. By the time his hand finally reached my face, he only had the energy to pinch my nose. Aaron and I were laughing hysterically. It was so funny to watch him and listen to him as he made little sense. When he was thoroughly sedated and it was time for surgery (8:00am), the nurses came to get him. One nurse had a pink jacket and blue scrubs on which looked just like me, (I had a pink hoodie and blue sweats on). Josh did a double take, and went with her without much complaint. He had his adenoids removed, his tongue clipped (from being born tongue-tied), and tubes put in both his ears. About an hour later we were let into the recovery room. When Josh started to wake up he wanted me to hold him. So I held him in my lap as he drift in and out of sleep. After about 30 minutes of waiting for him to wake up, I asked Josh if he wanted a something to drink. He immediately woke up and wanted some apple juice. He drank a whole cup and then drifted back off to sleep. He slept most of the afternoon since we've been home. He seems to be doing fine. He already wants solid food, which doesn't surprise me. He's my eater. So, now we are just keeping our fingers crossed and praying that he'll recover without any complications. Hopefully, this well help him out in a number of ways.

Due Date

So, after my first OB appointment this pregnancy, we were left with a little surprise. This entire time we thought I was 8-10 weeks pregnant. After an ultrasound, the doc decided I'm closer to 12 weeks pregnant. Hence my due date is July 23, 2009 instead of the middle of August. That means I'm 3 months pregnant! Only 7 more to go! That's a pleasant surprise. The less time pregnant during a Texas summer the better! So, hurray for ultrasounds!