BIRTHDAY INTERVIEW: 4.

Today my girl turns 4. I'm still not sure how four years time has slipped by so quickly, but her day is here and we are celebrating!

Over breakfast, I conducted my annual birthday interview. Here's what she had to say at the wise age of four.

Q: How old are you today?
A: 3 4!

Q: What do you like to play?
A: Doc (McStuffins), with balloons, my blankie and cars.

Q: What do you like to do with Mommy?
A: Eat lunch at Jimmy John's.

Q: What do you like to do with Daddy?
A: Go on bike rides to hunt for treasures at the beach.

Q: What do you like to play with Brother?
A: Balloons.

Q: What do you like to eat?
A: french toast, macaroni and cheese at Panera, bananas, pancakes, water.

Q: What is your favorite color?
A: Orange.

Q: What do you like to watch on TV or what is your favorite movie?
A: Doc McStuffins and Monster's Inc.

Q: What is your favorite store?
A: Jimmy John's.

Q: What makes you happy?
A: When I eat food.

Q: What makes you sad?
A: When my tummy hurts.

Q: What is your favorite animal?
A: Kitties.

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You can read her 3rd birthday interview here. I'm still working on reposting all my photos that were lost, so please don't mind the giant black box. It's a slow process, but I've started at least.

More birthday celebrating to come!

BLAH.

I want to play blog catch up. I so badly do. But once my littles are tucked cozily into bed, I am exhausted and clutching my Kemps bucket for dear life.

It's a funny thing, having morning sickness. Ok, who am I kidding? I officially rename it all day every day sickness. When I have it, all I want to do is feel better. I pray to God that he will help me get through the day, be a good mom, and heck, maybe fold a load of laundry or two. But on those days when he answers my prayers and I feel good, I'm begging him that my little bean is still healthy and growing just fine in there. And then when the nausea returns I breath a sigh of relief, then curse it all over again.

Hopefully I don't have too much longer to go with this part, and truthfully it has eased up a bit in the past two weeks. But I still carry barf bags with me everywhere I go and sleep with my bucket on the nightstand. You just never know when it's gonna hit.

Then I look at this and remember why it's all worth it, and get lost in baby dreams. Which in my opinion, are the best kind.

BUMP.

I can't suck it in anymore. Words out.

13 weeks today. So blessed and happy...when i'm not barfing.

xo

RASPBERRY PICKERS.

Holy Hannah, have I seriously not blogged in almost a month? Shame on me.

Just have a short one to share tonight. A few weeks back, I took the kids raspberry picking. I was having a down in the dumps morning and needed to get out of the house. For every one's sanity. I scrolled through our summer fun list and settled upon raspberry picking. It was a wise choice.

The kids loved it. Well, for the first twenty minutes or so. Then their bellies got full, they got hot, and ultimately lost interest.

Doodey loved it. It was a perfect activity for him as the raspberries were right at his level and he could pull them off easily. And when he couldn't, he just bent down to the branch and ate it right off. Clever.

Sister was more interested in me filling up the cups, then her running over to the box and dumping them out. Whatever works.

We still managed to pick and bring home a few pounds, and definitely ate our fair share while out in the fields.

Sadly though, the raspberries got mushy pretty quickly at home, so I threw them in the freezer and have yet to do anything with them. Anyone have any recipes for me? I'd love for you to share if you do :)