Smell the Onion

Just a smidgen.  From one of my favorite poems.  I would like to put it on a birth announcement, maybe. 

I miss my last color layout–the robins egg blueish green one. 
But I’m too lazy to figure out how to change it back.  Bah. 

All is well in Louisiana.   The weather has been so
beautiful, and we got outside a few nights ago, and took a nice
lesiurely walk.  It was wonderful.  We had some friends over
Saturday night, so Tim and I spent all day Saturday cleaning our
house.  It has been sorely neglected these last six weeks or
so.  Tim, bless him, did most of the work while I folded and
switched out laundry, and put a simple dinner in the crock pot. 
It is very nice to have a clean house again.  I just hope I can at
least maintain a reasonable level of clean for the next week. 
Friday, we’re leaving for Searcy.  I am excited. Tim will return
home Monday, and  Maya and I are spending the week there. 
Melinda (my mother in law) is bringing us back to Baton Rouge the
following weekend. 

Yesterday, we went to some other friend’s house for Easter lunch. 
Here is a picture of Maya in her Easter dress (that her Nana made) with
her Mommy.  (And Lentil, but you can’t really see him.) 

Anyhow, as of May 1, the Wylie family will be well insured, and on the
4th, I get to go to my Dr. and the three of us (well, and the dr.) will
get to see Lentil bouncing around.  Maybe he’ll wave.  I’m
very excited. 

I. Hate. Puking.

I love my husband for a lot of reasons.  One reason is because he brings me home pieces of chocolate candy from the candy dish at his office– and when his company takes him out to lunch, he always brings at least half of his dessert home to share with me.  Another is because he has not yet complained that I have a) not cleaned the kitchen in two weeks b) not cooked a solitary meal in three and c) not folded the last seventeen-hundred loads of laundry I’ve done.  Another is because I am sure he is the best daddy ever to live, and it makes my little heart overflow with bliss to watch him with our girl.

When we have two children, I am sure my heart will just expode.

Pictures:

And now, I must go to sleep, before my prenatal makes me sick.  Loves to all.

I’m back, as in we have internet at our house now.
It turns out I’m pukey and sick, and have nothing interesting to write. 
I expect things to be better in about…three months.  If I’m lucky.