We woke up at six o'clock this morning so that we could be out the door
by half past in order to get to the doctors office for my Level II
Ultrasound appointment at seven o'clock. Shwew! Did you get all of
that? Yes, I had a doctors appointment at seven in the morning on
Christmas Eve. I didn't even try to get a babysitter, we just planned
on taking the boys. Jack was really excited to see Baby Alexander (what
he has named the baby) on the television. The first thing he said when
he got up this morning was, "Everybody ready!?! It's time to go to the
doctor and watch tv!"
We loaded the car with testosterone and snacks
and were on our way.
When we arrived at the doctors office, I went up to the receptionist and
began the check-in process. Jack walked up the receptionist and said,
"Hello! I'm Jack. This is my mommy and this is Baby Alexander!" It's
really a shame that Jack is so shy!
The ultrasound technician looked at all of Baby's parts (brain, heart,
spine, kidneys, arms, legs, feet, hands, yaddayaddayadda) and everything
looked fantastic. Luckily, we didn't use up all of our healthy baby
genes on Jack and Sam. Then came time for the big reveal. Was I
carrying a boy or was I carrying a girl? Wouldn't you know it, Baby had
the legs shut tight and the umbilical cord was right in between them. I
explained that we could not have another stubborn child, that role was
already filled by Sam. She continued to poke and jiggle me hoping to
get Baby to cooperate and then she finally made an educated guess.
Oh? You thought I was just going to come out and tell you the sex of
Baby #3. Ha!
Watch to find out:
24 December 2013
15 December 2013
Father Christmas
Today, we headed to Chapel Hill for brunch with Santa (or Father Christmas as Jack calls him--we're fancy in the Mulley house!). This is, by far, one of my favorite Christmas traditions that we have in our house. It will be a sad day when the kids are too cool to have brunch with Father Christmas--let's all take a moment to hope that time never comes. This year, Ghee-Ghee came along on our adventure. Jack has been talking about having brunch with Father Christmas for weeks and he was very excited about seeing him.
After I got the boys dressed, I snapped a picture of them together because I didn't know how things would go once we saw the big guy in the red suit.
When we got to brunch I got the boys and myself some food and then sat down to start eating. All of a sudden, we hear sleigh bells and a hearty Ho Ho Ho! We look up and see Santa! The look on Jack's face was pure love and excitement.
I've learned from previous years that it's best to not have Jack wait in line for long so I quickly got in line to wait for our chance to talk to Santa. We were third in line, but Santa likes to take time to talk to everyone (and I really appreciate that) so the line doesn't move as fast as it does at the mall.
Jack came to join me in line and was getting more and more excited as his turn came.
Once it was our turn, Jack got a case of the "bashfuls".
Then we decided to add Sam to the mix. He got a case of the "don't leave me with that stranger dude".
Of course, we had to get Daddy in the picture, too. We do that every year.
Then Jack told Santa that he wanted a train for Christmas and that Sam wanted one, too. We asked Santa if he wanted to hold the littlest baby and he said, "Where is the littlest baby?" and Jack replied, "In Mommy's tummy!"
So the "Littlest Mulley" sat in Santa's lap and he said that was probably the youngest child he'd ever held.
*Oh, you didn't know we were expecting Mulley #3? We blogged about it at the beginning of November, but in a very subtle manner. SURPRISE! Not many people picked up on our announcement so we just enjoyed our little secret a little longer.*
Back to story already in progress:
After being terrorized by (and terrorizing) Father Christmas, we finished eating and then Jack was ready to get his face painted and get a balloon animal.
On the way out the door, we stopped to get one more family picture in front of the gorgeous Christmas tree.
Merry Christmas from the Mulleys!
After I got the boys dressed, I snapped a picture of them together because I didn't know how things would go once we saw the big guy in the red suit.
When we got to brunch I got the boys and myself some food and then sat down to start eating. All of a sudden, we hear sleigh bells and a hearty Ho Ho Ho! We look up and see Santa! The look on Jack's face was pure love and excitement.
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| He spotted Santa |
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| Santa making the rounds |
I've learned from previous years that it's best to not have Jack wait in line for long so I quickly got in line to wait for our chance to talk to Santa. We were third in line, but Santa likes to take time to talk to everyone (and I really appreciate that) so the line doesn't move as fast as it does at the mall.
Jack came to join me in line and was getting more and more excited as his turn came.
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| We're next! |
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| Ho! Ho! Ho! |
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| He insisted on Mommy joining him |
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| Father Christmas sharing his sleigh bells with Jack |
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| At least Father Christmas and I are enjoying ourselves |
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| The Mulleys and Father Christmas |
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| The "Littlest Mulley" in Santa's lap. |
*Oh, you didn't know we were expecting Mulley #3? We blogged about it at the beginning of November, but in a very subtle manner. SURPRISE! Not many people picked up on our announcement so we just enjoyed our little secret a little longer.*
Back to story already in progress:
After being terrorized by (and terrorizing) Father Christmas, we finished eating and then Jack was ready to get his face painted and get a balloon animal.
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| Checking out the action |
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| Trying his very hardest to sit still |
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| It's so hard to not smile |
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| Admiring the finished product |
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| Father Christmas and his reindeer |
On the way out the door, we stopped to get one more family picture in front of the gorgeous Christmas tree.
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| The Mulleys, Christmas 2013 |
Merry Christmas from the Mulleys!
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