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I know I write this all the time....I'm far behind in my blogging and I don't have many pictures. It's not a trend I am proud of.

I love being pregnant for many reasons, but one is that I can blame mistakes on my "pregnancy brain." Last week, I thought St. Patrick's day was on Monday. Link and I had green eggs and ham for breakfast, and we made green almond cupcakes with green butter cream frosting from scratch. He liked the cupcakes much better than the eggs. I did too! Anyway, I'm glad Dave didn't go around work pinching people, because Monday wasn't really St. Patrick's day. Pregnancy brain!

Lincoln and I spent St. Patrick's day on Hilton Head Island in South Carolina. My grandma has had horrible weather this winter in New Jersey and was sick of it, so she treated us plus my mom to a mini vacation at the beach. The weather was perfect: not too hot and not too cold. We spent most of the 4 days right on the beach or in the pools at the hotel. Lincoln's favorite was riding bikes on the beach. When he watches the videos of himself and my mom on the bike, he freaks out, jumping up and down and waving to mom in the video.

Yesterday was my turn to have the kids over for kid co-op. They are getting really close to each other, and it is fun to watch them interact now that they are all talking more. I love this picture of all the boys in their sunglasses.

Dave E came over last night, which is always a treat. He had to be in Chapel Hill and wanted to aviod driving in the nasty storm we had going on. Of course Lincoln had to play a little keyboard for him, while sitting in the baby bath?!?

Phrases

Lincoln has been stuck on a few phrases lately. I know this will make me laugh in a couple years, but right now it drives me crazy!

"Stop it" This is his absolute favorite. He says it to his toys, he rephrases things to include stop it, and the worst is he will say it to me. I don't mind if he says it to his toys, but he gets in trouble when he tells me to stop it. I tried taking treats away, but once he knew treats were gone for the day, he would repeat the phrase over and over. A time out in his room behind a baby gate is what works the best. It breaks my heart when he cries and says, "I'll be nice mama, I'll be nice." I don't know if those 2 minutes are longer for him or for me!

He is such a stinker, and I try really hard not to laugh when he says something naughty. For instance, I will be singing a song, and if he doesn't want me to sing it, he will start singing, "Stop it, stop it" to the tune of whatever song I am singing. Another time I said, "Lincoln, how about we go downstairs and play trains." He mimicked my voice and said, "How about...stop it." Dave asked him if he wanted some carrots and he told Dave, "want some stop it."

Another phrase I hear is "no mama, no mama, no mama, no mama, no mama" you get the idea. I don't know why he feels he has to respond to a question with that many no mamas.

This kid is addicted to milk! I have limited his milk intake to 3 times a day, because he wouldn't eat any food if I gave him all the milk he wanted. So, the other phrase I hear all day is, "Mama want some milk." I have explained he gets milk in the morning, before his nap, and before bed, and I know he understands, but he still tries hard to get more.

Lotta of a little

We haven't had any major events or things happen since we have been back home. It seems like the small things add up and keep us busy.

Lincoln and I have been going to our kid co-op and playgroup once a week. Last Friday we went to Bounce U, a place with lots of bounce houses. It is a little too much for Lincoln to take in. After a couple minutes of crying, he decided to go in the bounce house with all the balls. We stayed in that one the entire 75 minutes of the preschool playtime. I was fine with that, because while other moms were chasing after the kiddos, I had a nice place to sit with a backrest and a fan blowing on me.

Lincoln and Sean liked to wrestle for the balls. Thank goodness Sean's dad wrestles at home, because I would have been embarrassed. We had company over the other night and Lincoln kept trying to wrestle the other 2 year old. He did not like it at all and would go to his mom crying every time Lincoln got near him.

This was our second month of the produce co-op, and it was my turn to pick up the fruits and veggies at the large warehouse. We have enjoyed eating blueberries, grapes, potatoes, salad, cucumbers, and grapefruits all at the fraction of grocery store prices!

Mom and I had an aromatherapy class scheduled at the local community college this past weekend. We were supposed to learn how to make lotions, toners, lip balms, and other creams. I had Dad all in charge of Lincoln for the morning, with a trip planned for the airport museum and Dairy Queen. Mom and I were the only ones who signed up for the class, so they canceled it and called a wrong phone number, so we didn't get the message. We still took advantage of the morning by doing a little shopping. I am now the proud owner of a sit and stand stroller. I can't wait to use it!

Dave is still loving his MMA classes. He came home excited one night not only because he got promoted twice in one night, but he got a black eye. This is his first black eye ever, so I had to document it with photos. It wasn't a bad one, so I had to zoom in a ton to even get it on camera.