Baby, Baby

My Little boy is three months old! Where does the time go, and for that matter, why has my belly not disappeared with the time?! Usually I am back to normal by now, but alas, I still have a way to go. But this is not about me, this is about my boy. I just love him so much. I was so scared to have boy because I don' t know, the fear was irrational, but it was there nonetheless. But I am completely in love with this sweet little boy. He is calm and sweet and happy and a true blessing to our lives. The girls are great with him and it is so sweet to watch them interact. He still has a hundred different names: Bubba, Dada (don't know why), brother, Kai, Malachi, etc. He'll either answer to everything or nothing.
In other news, we only get to have our little tiny tree this Christmas. Kai seems to think this is funny. Personally, I think he planned it to work out this way, us being treeless I mean. He wasn't really excited about getting a tree so he kept putting it off every time we had plans to go. Well, I finally decided that I might have to take matters into my own hands so, I packed the kids into the car Monday morning and headed on down to the local Walmart. There were no trees left. None. Zip. Zilch. Zero. I knew we were late but I thought we would at least be able to find a Charlie Brown tree. You know, ugly, sparse, wilted, something. But the only thing left were holiday wreaths. You guessed it, no other place to go in this small town. I could drive 76 miles to Vegas to look. or 36 to St. George, but quite frankly it was hard enough to pack the kids in the car to go to Walmart. I told Kai when he came home tonight that Cambria was really sad that we didn't have a real tree (me too)and he laughed. This was a confirmation of his designing this plot. No tree (or rather, a small tree) for Christmas. I guess I should embrace the Holiday Spirit and be grateful.

Still in other news, we had a security system installed tonight. It was an LDS couple who had spent some time in Hawaii that sold it to us. Cambria fell in love with the young girl and kept inviting her to dinner and asking her to come play in her room. I kept trying to explain to her that they weren't really friends, just salesmen. The funniest part though was when the couple left and the installation crew came to the door. I let them in and they were carrying power drills and other equipment. As the were entering our house Cambria took note and said to me quite non chalantly, "hmmmm, I hope they don't kill us." Ahhh, to live in her mind just for a short while . . .