Here She Comes!

Here She Comes!!! (*Hopefully today!) It is 3 PM. Epidural in. Dilated to 5 now, water is broken. SO Here she comes. We were just discussing the name with Jeff again. Emery is how he would like it spelled. But it looks like she will still be Emery Louise. Emmie Lou. FUN! FUN FUN!!!

Here are a few pictures of us waiting on the baby. Can't wait to show her off soon!


Jackson got Blue Dog from Aunt Jenny, Ainsley got Pink Bear from Aunt Jenny and Emery gets Green Frog. :)

Bad Dog! Bad Dog!

Last night while I was checking the last post with Jeff, I heard a banging and ripping noise. At first I thought it was nothing and then I remembered that the windows were open down stairs. In Elsas defense, it is the first week in July and she does something like this every year, fire works scare the poop out of her. So that being said: I ran down the stairs and found that Jeff's half crippled dog had ripped the screen to shreds and gotten herself high centered in one of the windows. She is old and neurotic and I just have to keep telling myself that it could be worse.

You're The Best!!!!!!

I was very apprehensive when I accepted my calling at church. I was afraid that Jeff would not like all the time and energy that this position would take. But much to my surprise, the level of support that he has given me is more than I could ever have hoped for. He has not only come to church and watched me give my lessons, but has also participated in them. He also comes home early twice a month so that I can go to my presidency meetings. This is huge considering that before this calling he had only gone to church with us once. My latest happy surprise was this Saturday when we had an activity day at the park. I had given Jeff the option to go to the office and get some work done, but he chose to come to the park instead. When the kids arrived at the park, it seemed that we needed more help than we had and Jeff jumped right in and ran one of the stations with the primary president's husband. It all went so much smoother with the extra help and I just love how willing Jeff has been to step up when I have needed him. So this one's for you honey.

I can stop crossing my legs now

The one day that I was most definitely not going to have this baby was yesterday. Yesterday is what we like to call Birthday-Palooza. One or two birthdays in one day are fine, but we have four on that day and that's too many already. Let me break it down for you.
Jeff's Dad turned 62 yesterday.
Ed, a good friend, turned 42 yesterday.
My brother-in-law, Dewayne, turned 41 yesterday.
And Jeff's brother, Brad,turned 33 yesterday.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BOYS. YOU CAN KEEP IT!

So as you can see having a baby yesterday was not top on my list. Now that it's over, she is more than welcome to join us.

She Cracks Me Up

I don't know where she gets these things. Ainsley was on the back porch with a "Magne-Doodle" and kept saying to Jackson and me, "State you name please." What is that all about? So, I said mommy's name is Leanna. "Ok. Thank you." Then, she scribbled something on the "Magne-Doodle". "State your name please" to Jackson and, before he can answer, she says, "I know your Jackson McCrae" and then she scribbles some more. I love my sweet little nutjob.

I did say bangs

After the stylist had my hair perfect, (which is something that never happens for me) I said you forgot the bangs. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
What part of bangs means blend?
I did not say blend the bangs into the layers that are already perfect, making the layers too short now and not nearly as cute as before. I know it will grow out and, because of my mistake, it's going to be a lot more work now. It was perfect and now it's just not.

Hippo Feet

I was going to call this post hippos can't fit in those chairs, but it seemed too long. Let me explain. Jenn and I got up early Saturday and went to get a much needed hair cut for me and a not so much needed trim for her. I think she got the trim for moral support and she left with bangs. As did I. This is going to be something new for both of us, since we haven't had bangs in at least 13 years. There was a pretty funny moment though, I was getting my hair high lighted and Jenn asked for high lights too, but her stylist said they were out of whatever they do that with. Then she looked over at me and said to the girl doing my hair "what are you using on her hair?". Jenn and I looked at each other like we half expected my hair to fall out on the spot. But it hasn't, so I think I am ok.Anyway, after that we went and got pedicures. This is where the Hippo thing comes in. I got a french tip and I almost always love the way that looks, but I was looking at my feet and it instantly looked like someone gave a hippo a french tip pedicure. I loved getting the time for myself and having some much needed girl time with Jenn, but my feet just look so fat right now.