Couple of things...

Tuesday night my dad took Chad, Micah and I to and Angels game. We haven't been in a long time. Micah was really little before, but had a blast so we were hoping for the same this time. As we were leaving, we asked him if he was ready to watch baseball and if he was excited. He told us he didn't want to see baseball and insisted on football. Finally, we just said, sure we are going to see football. Then he was happy. We were in the nose bleeds, but you still get a good view. I wouldn't recommend anyone as pregnant as I am to climb to row M though. We were all having fun until there was a home run. That is when the fireworks go off, which went over fine, but right after there is another blast of water that goes off and at that point, there was horror in my little boy's eyes and he screamed for mommy! So brave! Anyways, the home run was hit by Vladimir Guerrero. When I heard the name I thought I was looking for a half-Russian and half-Mexican guy. Here he is:
Yep, I was surprised too. Who would have guessed it was a black guy with dreads? What was his mom thinking naming him Vladimir? Oh well, to each their own right?

Lately, I haven't been getting much sleep. This tends to happen towards the end of the pregnancy. I will wake up and be totally unable to go back to sleep for a couple of hours. Part of it is just your body getting ready for sleepless nights, but I think another part of it is the fact that my babies sit so far inside of me, that it makes it hard to breathe. The nice part is that Micah has been sleeping in lately, so we are getting up around 9 or so. I will cherish it while I can!


In the little time that I actually do sleep, I have the strangest dreams. Last night, I remember something about a party at my parents house and a donkey jumped in the pool, but he stubbed his toe on the way in, so I was looking for hydrogen peroxide in the house. I know, very weird.

Anyways, I think the lack of sleep has gotten to me a bit. I am a little air headed at times. For instance, on Wednesdays I end up over at my parents house until about 9 because Chad has class. Well, I thought when I had left that I had left the house earlier it was a little untidy. When I got home I was getting changed and I noticed the beds were made and things were put together. I thought I had surprised myself, I'm good! I cleaned and it didn't even register! So I went back out to Chad and said, "Isn't it nice to come home to a clean house?" I was patting myself on the back a little. He looked at me and laughed. "I just did all the cleaning," he said. What a sweet guy! I am so lame sometimes. Looks like I need a nap to get back on top of my game!