Sweet Clarabelle

Maybe the next baby will look like me...

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A new Baby

Its official, I am pregnant again. The new baby will be 16 months younger then Claire. I am feeling a little weird about the whole thing. I am not so worried about having another baby, because I know that children are a blessing from God, and we are excited to have another child. However, the thought of pregnancy is whats scaring me a little bit. I am praying that I won't be as sick this pregnancy as I have been in the past. I feel like I use all my energy already taking care of Claire and Autry, so these next few months are going to be a little tough, because I get so incredibly tired during the first trimester. This next nine months is going to be a good time to be reminded of my complete inability to do anything without God. Every day I am going to need to rely on him for strength and energy...but that isn't what I should be doing every day anyway. :)

Our chubby baby

Autry's birthday

Potter Valley

We went to Potter Valley California to visit Emilie's sister and her new husband ( that's him on the 4 wheeler with Emilie) and his family.
It was a lot of fun being out (way out) in the country but we're happy to be home. The bridge we walked across was about 100feet up in the air; Autry was very brave!

Christmas (little late)

After watching our pastor's son Berkeley skate his tech deck, Autry found Emilie's emery board and started "ollie" off the coffee table.

I didn't know which picture I liked best, so I posted three.

Autry's first PUKE

Autry was acting completely normal tonight when, all of sudden...he started throwing up. Seeing as this was the first time he'd done this, he did the only rational (for an almost two year old) thing to do....he ran around the house stopping only to upchuck some more.
Needless to say we felt sorry for him; Emilie did her best to console him as he whimpered confusingly, while Randy began pondering how he was going to attack the task of cleaning up the results of Autry chunder. He did the only rational (for anyone) thing he could think of...he let the dogs in.

A couple more liquid laughs (one all over Randy) meant a couple more slurps of food for the dogs and it was off to the tub for our little vomiter

Sarah's Wedding

Emilie's sister got married this weekend. Randy was an usher, Emilie was matron of honor, Autry was the ring barer, and Clarabelle was just cute. It was a lot of fun. More pictures to come. They had the BEST photographer (really) and we signed up to get the pictures emailed to us. Here are a couple from his website

Christmas Tree Farm

We went to the Christmas Tree Farm today that Randy and I have gone to every year since we've been married. It was fun; they had ducks and geese, but Autry was scared of him. Everywhere we walked he was saying Gonk, Gonk, cack, cack, in a little scared voice.
Gonk, Gonk=what a goose says
cack, cack =what a duck says

Christmas Outfits on Thanksgiving, New Hats From Nana, Claire eats Autry