The Saturday before Easter we went to a community easter egg hunt and Maren got her picture with the easter bunny.
Easter morning, the girls got new dresses and some candy.
Mom Robbins and Macy came down to celebrate with my birthday with us. This is the girls ready for church.
This is our family before church.
I have been chastized for not having any belly pictures of me this pregnancy, so Maren took care of that for me one day while we were playing out on the patio. I am now 9+ weeks away from meeting our baby boy. I feel fine and like the medical treatment I have received here in Jefferson City, MO.
Jon started work at Sears as a seasonal part-time employee. He also started at a mental health facility called Pathways as a full-time Mental Health technician. We now will be fine until we can find a more desirible career type job. We still have applications out in kansas, kentucky, and Illinois (as far as I know).
Jon and I have noticed that Maren seems to be showing a little too much affection to people outside of close friends and family. Should I be concerned if she hangs all over the hometeachers and hugs, pats, kisses, or climbs on the neighbors every time she sees them. She had a newer friend over the other day and when she wasn't getting the desired amount of attention from her, Maren petted her hair and said "I just love you, Rebekah." Rebekah's responce was one of uncertainty. She did not say anything and just looked at Maren funny. Another time, she was spending time with the neighbors nephew, also a new friend. In the three hours they spent playing, Maren hugged, patted, and repeatedly told him she loved him. Now, we are an affectionate family, but somehow I need to help her see that there is a time, a place, and only certain people that this kind of behavior is okay with. She is such a sweet girl.
Eliza has been able to speak for a while now, but recently she has been trying harder to enunciate and carry on conversations. She makes me smile when she fills in a quiet moment with "sa sa sa" gibberish. Today, we went out for ice cream. The place we went to gave huge servings even for the smallest cones. I tried to put a scoops worth of Eliza's "small" two-scoop cone in a cup for later so it wouldn't drip all over. She Burst into tears because she wanted it all on the cone and temporarily refused to eat it. Finnally, she was able to be distracted with a little put back on the top of her cone (and the rest quickly hidden) with a lick of my cone. She is stubborn like her mom. Another example: I told her right before we went out which shoe went on which foot. She immediatly comes back with "No, this the right foot." So she wore her shoes on the wrong feet to the ice cream shoppe.
Both Maren and Eliza have started to show how fast they can run. They will announce they are about to run supper fast and then take off down the hall. I have found that I better watch them speed back and forth several times or they get frustrated. Today, they decided to show the neighbors. They sure are good sports.
He weighed in at 6 lb 9 oz and is 20 1/4inches long. 
Everything went well with delivery. 
His sisters adore him. 
Every time Eliza sees him or he makes a noise she exclaims "He likes me!" 
Eliza takes the clipping and Maren does the painting. My these girls are good a taking good care of their momma's feet. Thanks Girls!
Mom Robbins and Macy came down to celebrate with my birthday with us. This is the girls ready for church. 
I have been chastized for not having any belly pictures of me this pregnancy, so Maren took care of that for me one day while we were playing out on the patio. I am now 9+ weeks away from meeting our baby boy. I feel fine and like the medical treatment I have received here in Jefferson City, MO.
