Grammy & Grandpa

I borrowed this picture from my fantastic-photographer/ well-loved sister-in-law Lainie. It's one of my new favorite pictures ever.

So, we bid a bittersweet farewell to my Mom and Dad this week and they are in the MTC preparing for a 12 month mission to Houston, Texas. I have shed a few tears here and there knowing how much I miss them already, and how sorry I feel for myself to not have my Mommy here when my new little baby comes. However, I just can't bring myself to feel sad for very long, because I know how much they loved their last mission, and how many wonderful experiences await them. There is such a need for senior couples, and so much work to do that is best handled by those with children and grandchildren and a lifetime of experience to draw on. I am so proud of them, and so glad that maybe some other missionary missing his or her parents can borrow mine for a while, because they're pretty much the best parents EVER!

Yay Grammy and Grandpa!

Here's Wyatt and Grammy the day before they left...

...And Wyatt, Daddy and Grandpa!

In other news, Wyatt has cut two more teeth since I took these pictures last weekend, and is in the midst of his first flu of his whole life. He is weathering things fairly well, and except for the whole being-sick-all-over-everywhere thing, you'd never know he was really sick. He's such a good natured guy, and one of the cutest blessings I have ever received. Here he is taking a bath today to bring down his fever- I love when he smiles through a mouthful of thumb. And yes, the boat is mostly for modesty's sake.
Lee really likes his new job. He has to test-drive vehicles after he is done working on them to make sure he cured the problem, and once in a while he test drives over to our house so he can get a picture, too. This is a classic 1972 Plymouth Barracuda. And Skeeter, of course.

And as for me, I am growing. My mind drifts now and again to a famous quote from my niece Emily, who said to her very pregnant mom: "Mommy, your tummy growed. And your bum growed, too!" My sentiments exactly! Nonetheless, I am so excited for this little one to come. I will post gender news in a few weeks. In the meantime, we send wishes of love and good health and a good belly laugh now and then!

I always get such a kick out of these things from despair.com. Lately- probably due to pregnancy- I've been feeling like I don't fit in my skin and that I just can't keep up with life. Both Wyatt and I are usually in our jammies until early afternoon or later, and all the household chores are just sitting there not done, and all I want to do is sleep away my days off of work. So with everything piling up around me I start to feel a little nuts, and with the weather not exactly complying with normal spring parameters (seriously, snow in May? Give me a break!), I feel like things are caving in. So this picture totally cracked me up- if I don't do everything a good little mommy & wife should do- oh well. At least I can be perfect at being nuts!

And now I feel better for having said it. Though I should point out that the pressure I feel to succeed at mommying and homemaking is pretty self-imposed. Lee has yet to complain about coming home to a messy house and no dinner. Bless his heart, I am so lucky to have him. So Lee can be the diamond and I will be the lump of basketcase and together we'll do just fine.