Yes, the biggest news is we are expecting Baby Patton 5.0 in the fall, and given the discomforts so far, everything seems to be going well. I was worried that like last time it would not work out so talked Shane into not telling the kids for awhile. Which meant we couldn't tell anyone. But when the nausea got worse and Grandma was wondering why Shane was staying home to take the big kids to lessons, Shane shared the news. And when they came home he announced it to all the kids.
Kateri's eyes got huge. She grinned and started jumping up and down saying, "Yes. That's what I've been praying for." She ran up to Shane and said " I KNEW you could do it!"
All the kids are excited, but I think Kateri thinks this baby is for her. She's asked if the baby can sleep in her room and I can't pass her without her patting my tummy and saying "Hi, baby". She's making lists of everything we'll need to get and Then we got on to the business of sharing the work load a bit more and I started thinking I really need to get the kids on a sustainable and without too much oversight house cleaning routine. Which I have thought about before every new addition to the family, but this time it's for real.
I am enjoying being able to feel crummy and stay in bed late or take a nap and know the house will not fall apart and the two year old will not flush toys down the toilet or use permanent marker on the walls if I am resting. A luxury you can only appreciate when the last three times you did have to worry about all that. And more. I am only two months now, but I think the nausea is lessening a bit already. Which I am very thankful for as well.
So now, on to finishing up the trip pictures:
And then there was dinner.
And some days were really cold. There was not a day-or night- I did not wear at least two layers of everything, plus jackets, sometimes borrowing Shane's as well.
And everywhere we went there were woolies, sometimes adding dinner music in the evenings we ate outside.
The boys solving the world's problems.
A little bit of SUPPing and surfing.
More ruins on an uninhabited island.
However, we were rewarded with First Mate Tom's forfeit of having to say 'meow' five separate times when he ordered. Shane and Charles were very inconspicuously standing close by to document it. Shane was laughing so hard he could not stand up straight.
Here Tom, Charles, and Martin prepare for their respective tasks- Dive down and get a handful of sand, swim to shore and back in not very calm water, and play the role of bar wench for the evening.
Shane's poker face.
All in all, it was a fabulous trip and a great way to end the Best Odyssey. We decided not to join the next venture- Ocean Odysseys, I think-which will spend all five years in the South Pacific, as we have moved on to our own new adventure, which I mentioned at the beginning. Speaking of which, I think it's time for a little bit of toast, though I would love Bobby's lasagna.