Car problems, Bad decisions, and a cute little gal named Anabelle!!

November 30th, 2009 began early in the morning for me and magan. We were supposed to be at Brookwood at 6:30 AM for an induction. It was a nasty morning with that mist that just seems to never go away. Granny and Granddaddy were staying at our house taking care of the boys while we left for the hospital. We got in my Explorer to leave and the car would not crank…would not even turn over…so I quickly run to wake Granny up to get the keys to Granddaddy’s truck so I can jump my explorer off. All went well and we made it to Brookwood in plenty of time. We parked at the labor and delivery emergency parking lot and loaded all of the stuff in our room. I then went back out to the car to move it to the main hospital parking lot…and it would not crank. The batter cable connectors had cracked and were no longer making a connection. So I called AAA to see if they could help.

Meanwhile in the Hospital room, the doctor had broken magan’s water and labor had initiated. I received the call from AAA that they were outside and then began making bad decisions. AAA was able to get the car cranked again, and then told me where a Goodyear shop was where I could get the cables repaired. I looked at my watch (8:30 AM) and thought “Wow, I’ve got plenty of time, and I’m really not doing much but sitting right now, so I guess I will just go get the car fixed this morning”. I mentioned this brilliant idea to magan, who shrugged and said “ok” in a tone that I later interpreted as “You’re doing what?”, but currently only interpreted as “ok”.

I then left the hospital…and yes, my wife in labor…to get the car fixed. And as I pulled into Goodyear, told them the issue, and was instructed to “sit and wait, we will get to it shortly”, I realized that time had not stopped because I was having a baby today. I think that I had forgotten that other people would also be getting their car serviced today, I just assumed that my car was the most important, and I needed it quick.

At 10:00 AM, when magan called my cell phone number, I was beginning to realize that this was not a good decision, because now my car would not crank, and I was stuck at Goodyear. But she only called to ask where I was and that she was at 4 cm, would I be back soon? Luckily the fact that I mentioned my wife was in labor helped push my car to the top of the list and I was able to be back in the car (with repaired cables) by 10:15…and back to the hospital shortly afterwards.

Easily made it back in time as Miss Anabelle Ottriss Rene’ Junkin joined us around 12:05 PM. Ok, no more writing…here are some of the pics of our little girl.

I got it at Walmart

I was sitting in the kitchen floor this morning playing with Davis. He is a very imaginative kid, and was busy telling me about how he was santa clause. I asked him if he had found the cookies, and he had, then told him that we had some carrots in the refrigerator for Rudolph. In his little deep voice he told me “Ok, he likes those”. Then I told him that I liked his big beard (This was an imaginary beard), and again in his deep voice he said “yeah, It’s soft, I got it at Walmart”.

Walmart is the place to get anything, and apparently the boys have picked up on the fact that Magan and I truly get about everything at Walmart. Sam was telling me the other day about a new listing of toys he would like for Christmas. I tried to explain to him that mom and dad did not have enough money to get him all of these things, he simply explained “Oh, that’s ok, hoho (Santa) can buy it at Walmart”

And this morning Davis came up to Magan’s uncovered toes and gave his version of the “This little piggy” story.
He said:
“This little piggy went to Walmart
This little piggy ate cake
This little piggy played with Boy Stuff (he had a Batman for Sam, a Spiderman for Davis and a Superman for Dad
This little piggy watched TV
And this little piggy went wee wee wee all the way home.”

So in closing, Walmart is traded as WMT and is currently considered a low risk, upward growth stock and I am not Jim Cramer, but I would say this one will be a good one to own for awhile.

Back to the Blogging

November 7th was the last blog...Wow...I guess we have been a little busy. Anabelle Ottriss Rene' Junkin is now a part of our family. We have her Social Security card and everything, so I guess she is official. I am off work until after Christmas, so I figured I would finally get to some blogs. But now I have forgotten most of the things I was supposed to blog about.

Ok...I have some other blogs and pictures to post, so this is just a quick blog to get me used to blogging again.

I had a quick random thought the other day about my work and the quirky things that happen. You ever notice that we sometimes just repeat what other people say in their salutations and goodbyes. When someone says to me "hello", I often reply "hello". Or if they choose to say "Good Morning", I reply "good morning". Davis is our little echo in the car as he repeats about everything magan or I say...I wonder if we develop this parrotting characteristic from an early age. I first noticed that this constant repeating is often inaccurate as I leave my work building, the guard often says "Drive Safe", and I replied "Drive Safe", then continued walking and thinking about why my brain told me to repeat exactly what the guard had said (The guard was not about to drive anywhere, I have also replied "you too" when confronted with a Drive Safe. But the other person was not about to drive anywhere). If I reply "thank you" I don't know why I have really thanked them, and if I reply "I will" it sounds quite arrogant. I think maybe just a "I shall prepare myself to do my very best" would probably be the best response.

Ok, Ok, On to the blogs....

Disney On Ice

Well, Magan and I made a last minute decision to take the boys to Disney on Ice on Friday. We figure our opportunities for little adventures with just the boys are getting fewer by the day. Belle is now planned to be here on 11/30/09, unless she is ready sooner. Exciting!

We surprised the boys at the BJCC, only when we got there did we let them know what we were going to see. Sam takes surprises about as well as I do (not really well), and it took him a while to smile and act like he was in favor with our change of his plans. Davis was very exciting running to the door to get in.

Sam says that his favorite was seeing Woody and Buzz. He also likes Mickey Mouse, Donald, and the Genie. "That's my favorite thing I likes" he tells me.

Davis quickly tells me that "[In]Credibles" is his favorite. He also liked Woody and he even liked the "princesses too Dad".

We had to move seats a few times because I like just trying out the seats that are available, and that only works until the people that have those seats show up.

Playing in the Leaves

Home from church the other day, and Mom went inside to make some lunch, while me and the boys went to rake up some leaves. They both had to back up across the back yard and run, run, run and jump into the big pile of leaves.

Sam also had a small brown box of little toys that Nanny had given him that was lost in the pile of leaves. It took a long time to find this brown box that just blended in with the leaves. I then let Sam and Davis take turns taking pictures, and I think the did very well below. Of course I did filter out the many pictures of the sky and trees where they were trying to figure out the camera.

Halloween (Or As Davis says Palloween)

We began our day by driving up to Ben's 1st Birthday party. The boys had a blast and got to play in the big blow-up jumping castle. Granny dressed up like a pirate, and Katie was a vampire. Ben was sick that day, but we are glad he is all better now...even tho Sam and Davis still do not let us finish prayers without making sure God helps baby Ben to feel better.

It was then time to Trick or Treat, where we first began at Nanny's house. They received some treats but also some presents in a little brown box that they both make sure are with them all of the time. We then went on a whirlwind trick or treat voyage through my old neighborhood (which apparently is no longer the place to trick or treat...only two houses with lights on), then to MaMaw/MaMyrts neighborhood (We thought they would be home, but then realized they were at a church function, so we did not get to trick or treat them), then back to Granny's house for some treats and more presents.

As you can see, they were Buzz and Woody, and this is Davis smiling as big as he can. On our way home we had another fun experience...

Davis is a big eater and we have few problems getting him to eat...but Sam he eats enough to get him by...but on Halloween, Candy was his lunch and supper. So after leaving Granny's to go home, we asked him if he wanted some chicken nuggets from McDonalds. But he said no...then about 5 miles down the road, he started squirming saying he needed to poop/puke. Pulling over on the side of the road, he had his first puking spell. But back in the car, he seemed OK, but wanted some chicken nuggets. So...we stopped in Warrior to get some food.

The line was horrible and we waited forever to get our order in the drive thru, and as we were about to get our food, Davis said "I need to pee", so Magan got out and took him in to pee. I picked up our food and pulled forward to wait for Magan. About this time it got interesting, because Sam again starting squirming and saying he needed to puke/poop RIGHT NOW! So I whipped the van over into a parking spot and pulled Sam out.

It was a race to the bathrooms...and in this race, there was no clear neon signs pointing the way to the restrooms, so after running in the gas station (connected to the McDs) I started trying to find the bathrooms, and halfway there heard the dreaded burp/cough/gurgle that made my feet move a little faster. Into the restroom we ran, opening the stall door, and still thinking he needed to poop...I stared at a nasty toilet with the toilet seat lying on the floor beside the toilet. Panicking because I knew that I would be required to wipe the seat and apparently try to install the seat prior to the eruption that would surely come soon, I switched sam to the arm farther away from the toilet preparing for the toilet seat wipe...It was then I found out that he needed to puke not poop, and it was then round one came forth covering my shirt and some of my pants as I twisted him and pointed his head towards the toilet aiming this eruption towards the john.

After Round two and three Sam was fine, and other than my clothes, Sam was fairly clean and went right to sleep after getting back in the van. So we finally made it home. We will need to hold back on the candy next year I guess.

A Little Piece of Heaven

The other night I wanted to read to the boys before bed time. I wish I could say this is something we do every single night, but then reality sets in.

Up until this point, sitting down with the boys to read meant that I read to Sam and Davis climbed on my shoulders or came by for an occasional glance at the pictures.
Finally, Davis has gotten more interested in listening and SITTING with us.
We read 4 books with both boys listening and laughing and loving it. My little piece of heaven came when I felt both boys' little heads lying on each of my shoulders completely involved in the book and loving on their mom. Davis had his little hand resting on my arm. I had all three of my babies resting on me and it was truly a blessing from God.
Speaking of that third baby girl. I am now going to the DR. every two weeks which means the end is near : )
I am about 1 and 1/2 months away from holding this soft sweet little bundle in my arms!
Please pray for us and for a safe and healthy delivery when the time arrives.

I do have to note that she is rolling all over the place! One of my favorite things to do is sit things like the remote on my belly and watch her kick at it and sometimes knock it off : )