Beach Babes but no Babies

Well, our family count is still at four! I have just under two weeks to go and I guess the baby isn't done cooking yet! First, if you haven't taken our baby gender poll, it is posted to the right. We're curious to see what everyone thinks the next Petty Pea will be.

Eric was going to take Elia to the beach on Friday night, but we all decided to go (I know... it's a little crazy to be camping at 9 mo. pregnant), but we had fun... well, for the most part. After pitching our tent, we started our peach cobbler and then went down to the beach to catch some crabs (well, that was the intent). The kids loved playing in the warm water while Eric and I took turns throwing a line out with bacon attached. Eric and I ALMOST caught one. We reeled one in and saw it holding on to the bacon, but it escaped before we could scoop it in a bucket. We must have cast that line out there 50 times or more! We need more practice I guess. We returned to camp unsuccessful, but ready for some yummy dutch oven peach cobbler. We dished some for Ethan, Eric blew it off and then tested it with his lips, but when Ethan took the bite he screamed in pain... Eric tried to get him to spit it out, then he tried to scoop it out with his finger, but we couldn't get it out. We felt horrible! The damage had been done and Ethan spent the rest of the night and the rest of Saturday in pain. It was so sad to look at him. He looked like he was almost ready to cry the whole next day. He woke up numerous times at night crying and all morning he just put head down and held his cheeks out so he wouldn't feel the pain so much. I think his mouth and/or tounge was swollen. Poor thing! We went back to the beach after the cobbler to try and catch a crab. We never could catch one in the water, but Eric chased a sand crab and caught it as a consolation prize. It was very interesting. It could fold it's eyes in to the side and then pop them out again! The kids, who weren't interested in swimming stayed on the beach on our sheet. This is how we found them when we gave up fishing for crabs...

The morning was beautiful. We couldn't sleep in (like we wanted too) because it was so light, so even though we had gone to bed after midnight, we all woke up about 6:30. The morning was beautiful...

We went to the beach in the morning and Ethan just laid in the chair on the beach while we took turns swimming. I can't even convey how bad we felt for him!

Eric caught a dozen or so hermit crabs that we had fun watching burrow into the sand after we had collected them all in a bucket.
We left the beach earlier than we probably would have if Ethan was feeling better, but he just wasn't feeling good so we all went back home and slept for about 3 hours or so. In the evening I had fun watching Eric get a "spa treatment" from Elia.

He was well warmed with towels, got a "binky" (a cabinet knob) to keep him quiet while he got his hair "cut" with a hair clip, his ears cleaned with a Russian nesting doll and got to pick out a "hat" (those things in front of him).

He also got his feet rubbed with a water bottle and his big toes adorned with doll shoes...

She fussed over him for probably 45 minutes.

So, it's Sunday once again. I couldn't resist posting these pictures of Ethan. We usually have him eat breakfast naked so that he will go to the bathroom in the toilet if he feels the urge. I loved his little bum poking out behind his apron. (He thinks he is getting too big for bibs and resists wearing them every once in a while). I sensored it to make it more PC friendly.
And, finally, a random shot from the week. Ethan loves going to "work" dressed in Papa's motorcycle helmet and gloves and his own boots.

That's all for now. You will all be the first to know when the baby comes! Hopefully it will be soon, though I went to a store the other day and the lady at the store said I wasn't ready and would be going late.... see if I ever shop at that store again!