Well we arrived safely home from our vacation.
It was really nothing exciting, just to the coast to go salmon fishing. I didn't go fishing, and will never go again, because I literally turn green on the ocean.
We cam home with one fish.
Isabella is has started saying, "I wub bo." Which translate to I love you.
She is so dang cute, I can't stand it.
Parker started school, Wednesday, yeah!!!!!!
I had to call Poison Control on Wednesday, because Bobby swallowed a fly. Turns out flies aren't poisonous, but in Bobby's case it was. He felt sick, but I don't know if it was really the fly or he grossed himself out. This is a pattern I've noticed in the past. He can gross himself out or stress himself out so bad it makes him feel nauseous. Like right after we got married I didn't have a job, and he was stressed and had to call 911 on the way home from work because he thought he was having a heart attack, turns out it was a panic attack. Or when we first viewed Isabella on the ultrasound he got so nervous and stressed out about taking on the responsibility of a small human being and me quiting work, he had to leave the room because he thought he might throw up. Yes, this is my husband and I love him with his little quirks.
Bobby's birthday was Monday we kinda celebrated it today though. I surprised him with a trip to the spa for a massage. I got one too ;) I'm 9 months pregnant and I figured this is the one time in my life where I would really appreciate a massage.
What else? Well that's really it, I haven't been in the blogging mood for awhile, but will push through it.
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