From the "super donuts" we had for breakfast:
(The first time Maddox had these, he called them "power donuts"-- because that's what he thought Lance and I were saying... this time, when I pulled out the bag, I guess he couldn't remember the name and 'super' was the closest thing to 'power' that he could come up with!)
Even if they made a little mess...
We cleaned it up and continued with the fun!
We left the house by 9:00 (we typically sleep until 10:00-- so getting up by 7:30 was rough) to have time to "shop" before Lance's luncheon.
(Shop is in quotes, because we went to Good Wills and thrift stores-- looking for tacky Christmas attire for this Saturday.)
Apparently, Good Will, on Wednesdays, in Denton.... is the place to be.
It was packed.
A lady in scrubs chased me to my car telling me that if I brought Maddox and another toddler to their dentist office, I could get a free adult cleaning.... WHAT?!?!
I wanted to take pictures of people and the array of crap they were buying... but I thought it was rude.
I am not at all saying I am above used things-- heck, Lance and I have bought some of our friends some of their greatest birthday presents from there-- I just have a huge fear of scabies and I get really itchy just thinking about it!
I saw a 60ish year old woman in a tummy-top sweater, buying a music stand and a book about corvettes.
I saw a Chinese man buying a grocery cart full of books. I am talking like 100 books.
I saw used underwear for sell.
And I had to talk Lance out of this God-awful kitten lamp, that he just knew Luke would love.
(Notice its dirty feet)
Don't worry, he found a great sweatshirt instead.
Lance went to his luncheon at noon and we were on our way to our doctors appointment by 1:00.
We were about 5 minutes late, but no one cared.
"Baby B" is very active and is growing great!
I measured a week big, (at 23 weeks) and I weighed 135.
I now have surpassed my beginning weight with Maddox. :(
I was ready for it though, this was the appointment where I gained 8 pounds last time...
I ran to Hulen mall for a toboggan for my bee-bop and off to Grapevine we went.
ICE at the Gaylord was AWESOME.
The decorations in the hotel are beautiful...
The hotel decorations were elaborate, but did not compete at all with the 2 MILLION pounds of carved ice in the 9 degree room. (14,000 square foot room!)
Ellie and Gunner are so sweet and Maddox plays with them so well.
Gunner and Maddox acted 2... wild... and were boys to their core... (hence Maddox hanging upside down like a monkey and Gunner's tears) but I wouldn't want it any other way!
The babies slid down the ice slide probably 10 times each... By the time we reached the end, their tiny noses and cheeks were as red as they could be... Randi's toes were killing her in her paper thin flats... And despite my North Face gloves, my fingers felt like they were falling off! We were all dripping snot...
But it didn't change the amount of fun we had!
We drove through downtown Grapevine to see the decorations there, and watch the dancing lights!
(I apologize for such a crummy picture-- that tree had a face made of lights, that sang too)
We ate at El Fenix and then ran to Grapevine Mills, for one last chance to find a tacky sweater.
I ended up getting a not-so-Christmas outfit... but a Christmas pin will doll it up in no time!
The highlight of our shopping trip was at Motherhood.
I went in to get a couple of long-sleeve shirts and came out with these!!
It is no secret that I love quality denim.
And we got a killer deal on these Hudsons!
Lance threw them over the door, while I was trying on my t-shirts, and they were actually long enough!
And they were on the 50% rack!!!
Discounted to $120... :(
Apparently only short, bigger people get pregnant... NO ONE makes long lengths in maternity-- to get longer lengths, you have to go bigger in size... or buy the straight leg- simple wash. To go trendy and long-- you have to pay a jillion dollars and go designer!
And though I think good jeans are a good investment-- something you will wear a lot-- and are sure to get your money out of... I will only be pregnant 4 more months.
I put them back.
Lance bought me a pair of jeans when I was pregnant with Maddox that were quite expensive but it was a sweet-husband-moment... I had tried on 64 pairs of jeans that were too short and I was hormonal and in tears, and finally they brought me a pair that was long enough.
I fell in love until I saw the price tag.
I could not let him pay over $100 for a pair of jeans that I would only be able to wear for a couple more months, but he didn't let me argue.
Before I was out of the dressing room, they were paid for.
Flash forward to Wednesday... again I was stoked to try on a pair of skinny jeans that were long enough, But it is Christmas and I couldn't let him drop the cash.
I put them back on the rack and headed to the counter with my 2 long-sleeve tees.
Lance had already told the sales associate how difficult it is for me to find jeans... especially maternity jeans.
And she and I got to talking about our kids...
Lance, still trying to buy them for me, asked if they ever discount the sale racks further.
She said, "would you buy them for her if I gave you another 50% off the sale price?"
$60.... sold to me!!
And I love them!!
We made it back home about 11:00 Wednesday night... beat and exhausted.
I think we could have slept for 3 days straight...
but our 2 year old thought otherwise!
Thursday morning Lance asked him what was his favorite part of the day before...
and he excitably answered:
"Getting to ride in the firetruck stroller!!!"
Are you kidding Maddox?
The nasty mall stroller trumped the cousins, the ice, the food, and the Christmas lights?!
He's easily impressed!
He's getting solo cups for Christmas.