So much has been going on lately that I feel the roller coast ride in to the holidays has already begun and next thing ya know, it’ll be 2010 and so much closer to meeting baby Jones!
-I am nearing the end of my semester at St. Mary’s, and although that means a little break for me, I am really sad that I have to take off a semester in the spring. I will do my best to make up for it next summer session, which may or may not be crazy, but I love being in school and I also want to have those letters after my name as soon as possible.
-D.Jones and I had our first parent-teacher conference yesterday morning. I thought it was Saturday morning, even though many people thought it was odd that I would have a conference on a Saturday. When Saturday arrived, Doug’s dad was visiting for the weekend, so we took off to head to Starbucks (upon my demand) before the conference at 10 a.m. It pushed us a little late, and we didn’t arrive at the school until about 10:05 with D.Jones yelling at me for making us late and making us look bad. Then we noticed there were no cars in the parking lot. We tried the doors by Cooper’s classroom and sure enough, locked. We ran to the next set of doors. Locked. But this one had a sign that said “go to door 2.” We ran up the parking lot and around the building. I thought I would die. It’s not easy to run with extra baby weight, FYI…especially after you’ve been doing nothing but sitting on your ass for months. Anyway, by the time we got to door #2, a janitor popped out and asked us what the heck we were doing. Then he told us “No one is here, but me.” Hmmm… Very confusing. We left a voicemail for the school and decided to head home. The car had other ideas. It started running really roughly, and felt like it would die at stoplights, though it never did. We called the dealership and they requested we come in immediately. Turns out it was a bad coil or something, which was easily fixed, but the morning was certainly not going as planned. I was stressed out that Cooper’s teacher was waiting for us God-knows-where, and we were no-shows. Plus, I couldn’t figure out how I would mess that up! So not like me! Anyway, we arrived home just in time to find Cooper screaming bloody murder and crying hysterically. Turns out moments before I opened the front door, he had dropped a board game on the end of his toe. Could the morning get more fun!?
The update is that the conference was actually on Tuesday at 10 a.m. When Ms. MichaelAnne heard that we’d been there on Saturday, she looked at the sign up sheet she’d made and noticed that she had used last year’s template and only changed the date on the top of the page, not the bottom…which still read Nov 21. I felt a little better, though clearly I’m the only backwards parent who signs up for something and then reads the bottom of the page to see what I just signed. Regardless, the report was glowing and D.Jones and I left the “real” conference feeling pretty proud of our little guy.
-As you can see from our countdown, Baby Jones is on her way in less than 130 days. She is moving up a storm, which I love and I had forgotten how much I enjoy this time of pregnancy. Don’t get me wrong…there’s not much I love about pregnancy, but I do love feeling that babe moving around and getting stronger. I am pretty excited for April 2 to arrive, which we’re thinking will be the date of my scheduled C-section. I can’t wait to see her little face and see what she looks like. I just want to hold her and I’m getting impatient.
-I began my Christmas decorating this past weekend. Yes, I know…before Thanksgiving. So sue me. I like to enjoy the decor on our long weekend, so there. Anyway, here are a few pics from the night.
Here’s how Cooper “assists” in the decorating. Apparently, Christmas decorating requires shades and a saw…
And D.Jones doing everyone’s favorite job…stringing the lights….
-Cooper Jones has been growing like a literal weed lately and has promptly already outgrown most of his school clothes, only 2 months in to the school year. He is now one of the tallest kids in his class, and his feet are ridiculous! He’s jumped 2 shoe sizes since the summer! Today he stretched out on the couch with me while we were deciding what to make for breakfast. He pulled his pj pant legs up a little bit and looked at his own legs as he declared “my legs are long and skinny. Like a bird’s!” He cracks me up, which reminds me….
-I can’t give updates without telling at least one funny thing that Cooper has said lately that cracked up both myself and D.Jones. I have been watching the listings around us for bank owned properties and foreclosures because it’s possible to score some ridiculous housing deals right now, in this, one of the most spendy areas of the city. As much as I’m pretty happy with our house, I do want more room, so I just keep an eye out. D.Jones and I were checkout a 6 bedroom, 3 bath house yesterday and told Coops about it. He said “6 bedrooms!? Wow! That would be awesome! Then you and daddy wouldn’t have to share any more…we could each have our own!”
Now I’m off to make my purchases for the veggie tray I am tasked with bringing to Thanksgiving at my brother and sister-in-law’s tomorrow. How I got off with bringing something so easy, I don’t know, but I’m not questioning it. Hope you all enjoy your holiday as much as I’m sure we will…a huge Happy Thanksgiving from the Jones fam to you!