I Don't Even Know...

I have no idea what to title this post.  It's just a bunch of random things from the last few weeks.  I feel like I've neglected the blogging world.  But I really don't care all that much...I guess I'm just too busy enjoying life right now.  But here are a few pics from my phone.

Brooklyn lately has been getting out of bed after we put her down, which she never used to.  She'll go out and lay in the hall, or sit on the stairs, usually falling asleep by the time we realize she's out.  The other night before I went to bed, I went in to check on them like I always do, and this is what I found in Makayla's room.  Both girls were sound asleep.  Poor Brookie crashed on the floor.  I guess she just wanted to be with her sister.  Maybe it's time to put them in a room together.  :)

 We took them to see Santa at the mall again this year.  Once I told Makayla that the Mall Santa's are Santa's helpers, and not the real deal, she was much more willing to go.  It somehow made it not as scary for her.  Who knows.  This is the first year there were no tears from either girl!  Yay!  Still need to work on Makayla's camera smile...haha.  I get a kick out of her.

 Here are all the girl cousins, in their new Christmas outfits from Grandma.  They are adorable. 

Oh, and by way of slightly bigger news....we found out IT'S ANOTHER GIRL!!!!!  :)  Poor Jason is seriously outnumbered, and was really hoping for a boy.  But I guess if you're really good with one thing, you stick to it, right!?  Sorry J-bug.

Here's my little Ipod addict.  Seriously, this girl loves playing games on the ipod.  And she's pretty darn good at them too!!  She's so funny.

Well, I guess that's it.  We're all slowly coming out of the misery that hit us last week.  All of us except Makayla got hit with horrible colds.  And let me say that being pregnant and having a sinus infection is probably one of life's most horrible tortures.  You can't take much of anything, and you just want to die.  Ugh.  I hate that my immune system does this to me every time I'm pregnant.  It goes on vacation.  But if that's all I can really complain about, I guess I better shut my mouth.  It could be worse.