Another child?

The past few nights, I've gone to sleep super early. Typically no later than 9:00 which is early for a night owl like me. Well, last night I fell asleep by about 9:10. At 5:30 in the morning I woke up, asked Keith if he was getting up to shred (go figure) and fell back asleep. Then the dream came.

I had a dream about kids, like most others that I've had. I had a baby. I didn't actually "have" the baby - I never do in my dreams. I was handed a baby. I've never, ever had a dream where I've actually "had" the baby and I think that's a pretty strong sign as to what my future holds. So, anyway, I had a girl - she was cute as a button and, as in every other dream, I was not prepared.

I had no clothes, diapers, food, nowhere to put her, etc... I was freaking out as she was crying and was trying to figure out what to do. I managed to settle her down and Keith went out to get the essentials. By the way, at some point we were outside of a concert - not sure what concert - but I was waiting for him to bring me back some formula.

Long story short, I woke up to Andrew climbing in bed with me telling me he had a birthday cake made for me. My birthday is next Tuesday and his cake was all of his refrigerator magnets in a big bowl... Yummmmm.... especially at 7:00 in the morning!!

Fast forward to tonight at dinner....

Becky: "So, Andrew... do you want a baby sister?"

Andrew: "NO!"

Becky: "How about a baby brother?"

Andrew: "NO!"

Becky: "Really?!?!?!"

Andrew: "I just want a BIG brother."

Keith: "You have a big brother - Alex! Don't you want to be the middle brother and have a little brother or sister?"

Andrew: "NO! Just a big brother."

Welllll... guess we know how he feels about that! :-) Good thing we're not ready to move forward with anything. Poor little guy will have to get used to it some day! hehehehe.... As I told Keith tonight "It's gonna suck when we bring home four more kiddos". And of course, Keith turned a little pale about that too.

It's funny because I talk at work about how awesome my sister and my dad and step-mom are when it comes to babysitting Andrew. My friend, who has four children, said "wait until you have 4 kids... they won't be so willing." I feel a challenge coming on. :-) Mandy, Dad, Dasha?!?! Y'all ready? :-)

Here are a few more pics from Mandy's party:

Sporting the birthday girl's hat while eating cheese.

Nana, showing off the cool "Nana" mugs the Grandpa found for her! (She hates having her pic taken, but this is a good one!)

Keith, Alex, Brian and Richard wore Andrew SLAP OUT! Here he is returning a touchdown! :-)

A Nana, Grandpa, Andrew photoshoot! :-)

Love,

Becky