Neither of us have written anything in a long time. I personally don't think to (or really care to) stop every day and find something to add to my journal entry. Kristy on the other hand wanted me to set this up because "I'll use it if you make one!" Tonight her excuse was that I'm not doing it either - so here I am.
This week Taylor started grabbing things. She managed to swipe a pen out of my shirt pocket after worship on Sunday. I thought it was an accident but she has successfully nabbed teething rings and rattles in her crib all week. It's exciting... and it's not all at the same time. Now we have to start really baby-proofing everything. I'm just glad I'm not the one that wears earrings.
Ok, either somebody wasn't thinking at ALL when they set this up... or somebody down at the West Penn hospital has a good sense of humor.
This evening Kristy and I went down to tour the hospital she will be giving birth at (unless we're stuck in traffic a very loooong time). We were part of a group tour, along with 8 or 9 other couples. The tour began with a presentation in a conference room including a lot of information and some photo slides of all the areas of the hospital we would eventually see. They said they always show the slides because if the rooms are full of birthing mothers they are unable to give the full tour. We ended up being able to take the full tour.
As we rounded the corner following the directions we were given to the conference room where it would all begin, we were greeted by this sign, at which point I became confused as to whether I should start laughing, or run for cover. Yes, I was indeed about to sit, with almost a dozen pregnant women, in a room named "The Burstin Room". That's... just... not... right!

We finally got the rooms switched around, carpets cleaned, and baby furniture moved in. Most of the decorating is done and it's just unpacking/organizing all the shower gifts. Here are a couple of pics.
...Who's the most INSANE of them all?? WOW this took sooo long, and this was just 1 of 6 that I want to put up. Here's a teaser image, I probably won't put pictures of all the rest because I'm editing a video of me doing them all that I can put up when I'm all done.

We were required to get a note from the doctor indicating Kristy is indeed pregnant, so we can start applying for some of the health and financial benefits available. I thought the "note" came out rather funny. Best part, she crossed out indicating "no refills".

I am now officially certified. (yeah yeah, keep the "lunatic" cracks to yourself). I'm excited, although these pieces of paper don't mean much, I'm glad to have completed the work. I passed my test with a 98% score which I'm proud of, I've not earned that high of a score on many things. Below are my certificates, one from the school I studied under, one from the national board recognizing my training/test score, one from the Stage Show training session I took at last year's convention, and there should be one more for the Stage Safety course I took, completed, and passed, but the certificate never came in the mail. I might just make my own for sake of display.


Today we had another doctor appointment for Kristy and Baby. It was a pretty quick, simple checkup. We got to hear the heartbeat again and it was quite a bit louder this time. There should be a link in here to click and listen to it. (I hope it worked, if not I'll keep trying until it does)
Yesterday afternoon when I let Rusty out to go to the bathroom, he decided to go exploring. Normally he does not leave the yard, and the couple of times he has, he didn't make it very far before stopping to play with kids or other dogs and was very easy to find. This time, no such luck. When we went to bring him in, he was gone. We looked around town (several times), waited by the phone since our number is on his tag, reported him missing at the humane society, hung fliers around the neighborhood, and even called the local vet in case someone brings him by injured and for some reason doesn't have his tag on anymore. Hopefully he is still around somewhere, and ok. While I haven't had very many dogs to compare, he was by far the best dog I ever had. Well tempered, fun, trained him to do several cool tricks, loyal (although slightly dumb at times) and if I can make up a word that Kristy would probably use: "cuddle-rific".
I'm excited to have visited with the Woodsfield Church of Christ today about going out and doing a stage show for a lock-in they're hosting in March. I get a full time slot this time which will be lots of fun. I gotta start working up an incredible routine that will blow the socks off of my first one. Hopefully some good video footage and youtube links will be in the near future.
The pendulum today decided to inform us the baby will have brown eyes. It is still consistent with it's previous answers: 1 boy, black (which I have discovered my wife thinks dark brown hair like mine is "black") dark brown hair, and now brown eyes.
we shall see.
Today we did the pendulum again. It is very consistently telling us we are having a boy, and just one (not twins). Today we got a new bit of news. It seems he will have black hair.
Although the pendulum is still telling us it will be a boy, we must allow for it to be wrong. We have long lists of girls names that we want to wade through and pick a winner from, and decided to go ahead and do it tonight.
We called on the point system