As temperatures soared to record highs, we tried to find some creative ways to beat the heat and keep ourselves occupied. I voted for retreating to our comfy, air-conditioned house instead of going out in the sweltering hottness. Since I'm the mom, I suppose I'm really the only one who votes. Ha! The boys spent lots of quality time with their Legos, held numerous car races in the living room and watched their quota of Playhouse Disney. Steve and I did hire a babysitter on Monday morning so we could go to the "big" ultrasound without any assistants tagging along. In case you haven't already heard, it looks like we will be welcoming a third son into the family before the end of the year. Yikes! I'm in a heap of trouble. He looks just perfect, for which we are extremely grateful. I had a lot of anxiety over the weekend regarding the ultrasound; Luke and Andy both had minor issues crop up and I was just afraid something significant would appear this time. Nope. The ultrasound technician blazed right through, took a ton of pictures, confirmed that he was most definitely of the male species and sent us off to chat with the doctor. Steve and I enjoyed a kid-free lunch at Chipotle before going home to share the news. Luke is very excited, wants to name him Thomas. Andy just likes to lift up my shirt so he can "see" the baby. Oh, to be three.
Our other big news is that Luke, our resident fish, decided he was ready to swim solo at his swim lessons. I guess all that time in the pool in North Carolina paid off. He told Missy he wanted to try it without the pack (flotation device) and he swam across the pool, beamed with pride at the wall, then swam back across. I couldn't believe it. This is the guy I had to drag kicking and screaming to his first lesson in June. He was awarded a certificate and some chocolate chip cookies for his achievement. She told him he was promoted to level 2. A look of total fear washed across his face. He asked me in the bathroom what level 2 was all about. The poor little perfectionist couldn't even enjoy his achievement for 5 minutes without worrying about how he would perform in the future. Oh, boy.
We wrapped up the week with a celebration of Allie and Aaron's birthdays. Allie turned 8 and Aaron will be 10 this week. Good grief. Just a little while ago we were welcoming these little ones into the family. I can't believe how much they have grown and changed just this summer.
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