A Few Updates and Other News/Complaints (with Pictures!)

For those of you who voted in the haircut poll, Jon has committed to a haircut this coming Saturday. I tried to talk him into it last weekend, but he said, "I said, 'Shouldn't the child decide?'" Yes, I let him vote and that was his selection. So we compromised. I told him he had to get it cut eventually, but I would let him decide when. The funny thing is, just this morning, when he saw his bed head in the mirror, he said, "Maybe I do need a haircut."

Since Derek bought his BB gun, we have seen no sign of that evil cat (or any other cat, for that matter), in our yard. I guess the word must have gotten out somehow. Derek feels somewhat deprived, but perhaps he'll get his chance to shoot some innocent (or not so innocent) animal yet.

Derek's ankle seems to be completely healed. He's spent the last two weeks on a no-running (or anything like unto it) order from his doctor. Now he gets to spend Spring break (next week!!) trying to get back into running shape. Lucky for him, the weather forecasts look good. Of course, one can hardly depend on the weather forecasts in Oklahoma...

I hate time changes! This is actually the first time since 2001 that we have had to endure the Spring change. Derek has begrudgingly admitted that Arizona's lack of time changes is one of two good things about the state. (The other: most Arizona drivers stay in the right lane, except to pass.) My already distressing sleep habits are only exacerbated by this lousy turn of events (or clocks, in this case).

I despise my OB. You may all be wondering why I continue seeing a doctor that I hate. Let me explain. There are lots of OB/GYNs in Norman, however, only a very small percentage take our insurance. Unfortunately for me, not one of those comes recommended by anyone I've talked to. So I am stuck with a lousy set of choices: stay with a doctor I know I hate, but who at least has been seeing me since I was 8 weeks pregnant, or go with a relative unknown, who may (by all reports) be just as bad, or, if it's possible, even worse. I am not loving my choices, but the fact that I've left half of my appointments in tears is just not a good sign that I should stay. (Just a note -- I may be pregnant, but I am still not that prone to public emotional outbursts.)

On a more positive note, last Friday was Dress for Success day at our elementary. Jon and Nina were both incredibly excited. I have pictures (yeah for me -- I finally remembered to take my camera somewhere!!):
Aren't they cute? I especially love Jon's pose. I figure it will make great blackmail in years to come...




I also thought I'd post a great picture of our up and coming hockey star! He outfitted himself for the occasion. We actually took some video of it, but I haven't braved trying to add that yet. Maybe someday...


And a couple of kid funnies:

The other day Jon asked me when we are moving to a new house -- not if, but when. I told him not for a whole year plus some. He seemed a bit disappointed.

One of DJ's favorite pastimes (besides skating) is calling Uncle Roy. The last couple of times that I've either told him Uncle Roy was unavailable or we weren't calling him again today, DJ has asked to call "Uncle Lil."

Our pediatrician is named Michael. When I told Michael that the doctor used to be a little boy named Michael, just like him, he seemed rather intrigued. I then asked him what he wanted to be when he grew up, thinking he might just say "doctor." I should know better with that child. He looked at me and said, "A cowboy." I think he was rather put out that I even had to ask.