10.27.2008

Tag, I'm it!

Even though I specifically told Brittany not to tag me, I knew it would get back to me somehow when she tagged Jen. She has now tagged me on her blog, and I am supposed to list 7 quirky things about myself. I am not sure that anyone would specifically label me as "quirky," but I am pretty weird.

1. I sometimes (not all the time) count my steps, especially on stairways. I know the specific number of stairs I climb to reach the 2nd floor at work to my desk/lab...borderline obsessive compulsive some would say.

2. I will not drink the bottom of any drink in a can or bottle...I can't stand the thought of backwash, even my own. On that same thought, I have a lot of trouble sharing a drink with a straw with Reagan because 1-year-olds are notorious for backwash.

3. I have an order of how I get ready for bed and for the routine after I get out of the shower in the mornings. I even say the bedtime order in my head when I am done to make sure I didn't miss anything.

4. After cleaning the kitchen or the bathroom, I must dry everything because I hate waterspots and streaks.

5. I get teary-eyed very easily, like if I even see a cute child or think of a sweet moment. I also usually bawl with sad movies (like quivering lips and everything).

6. When I eat something like Chex Mix, I have to have the same combination in every bite (2 corn chex and a pretzel...the rest either gets thrown away or Nick eats it).

7. I have to check my alarm clock at least 4 times after I set it to make sure it's set right with the am/pm selection correct.

So, now that I made myself sound like a whacko obsessive compulsive by telling you just some of my quirks, I am supposed to tag my blogging friends. I only have 2 since many of my blogging friends have already been tagged.

1. Tara and

2. Debbie

10.21.2008

Finally...fall updates

Sorry it has taken me so long to update the blog, but I have been VERY exhausted since starting work. I know, bad excuse. This past weekend, we took Reagan (along with Grandma Huffer) to the pumpkin patch. Reagan had a blast. He was trying to pick up every pumpkin he saw, tripping over everything, and just running around like a wild man. We took a hayride (really a straw ride) too, but I don't think he really cared about it too much. I think he liked playing with the straw more than the actual ride itself. Here are a few pictures from the day.

Testing his strength on a big pumpkin, probably grunting while trying to lift it.



Taking a break in the middle of the pumpkin patch...he took many breaks.




He finally found one he could lift, but as you can see from the look on his face, he was still struggling.



And last, but not least, here is Reagan's little brother/sister's first picture. This was taken at my first appointment around 9 weeks. I am now 11 weeks today, with an official due date of May 12, 2009. Everything is going well.