Week Twelve - Video Two

Here is the second video in the week twelve series.

Notice how Munchkin holds a beat there...I don't want to jump to any conclusions here but we may have a new colossal star on our hands...watch out, Elisha! smiles...

If you are having problems buffering this video simply pause it for awhile, stand up, walk to the kitchen, fix yourself a nice tea, come back to this room, sit back down, take a sip from your mug (but be careful as the contents may be hot) and, press play again. If you follow these instructions you should have no problems buffering this video or any other video you may encounter on this wide web of information we call the internet.

Week Twelve - Video One - Check it out, 3D y'all!

Here's a little video of Munchkin.

If you are having problems buffering this video, follow the intructions posted below video two just above this post. By the way, there's sound on this one also...if you want it.

Things to Look Forward to

Ahhh...the adorable little monsters that haunt me in my sleep.

The last one is a little Korean baby. This pic was taken from a Korean blog Moah was perusing.

(click on the row of babies for a closer look)

Our little Felines

Here are some pics of our two little felines. The grey one is named Sebastien and the brown one is called Misha.

Check out Seba getting ready for Munchkin's arrival!

The Discovery

It was a typical early Friday morning like any other. At about 8am, my cell phone spewed out a horrible Nintendo-like scream that pulled me back to the lands of the living. I jumped out of bed with enthusiastic pep and walked over to our living room; after all this was game day, much better than the other type of day in my life: work day. I spotted the cats sleeping under some blankets and I patted them on the head to say 'hi'. I then walked over to the computer to turn on the Habs game. It was close to the end of the season and the Habs were fighting for a championship against a divisional foe. As any hockey fan will tell you, an important game to say the least. After a couple of periods of expected Hab-dominance, Moah finally woke up in a daze and walked over for a morning hug. A smile here, a word there, and back to the game I go. A little while later, as third period action began, Moah walked over to me, pulled my headphones from my ears and presented me with one of those little pregnancy sticks that you so often see in romantic comedies. Now, before I continue with this story I think it is imperative that I state the following: ONE, this stick has been presented to me almost every week for the past 8 months, SECOND, it has always been accompanied by the typical: "One line or two lines? One? Two? What do you think? ?This thing is impossible to decipher."

So I took the stick, had a gander, said: "One? Two?...One. Yes, one." then gently gave the pee-stick back and went back to third period action. Moah, on the other hand, was convinced that the invisible second line was obviously popping out and staring us right in the face with the news of a pregnancy. Guess who was right? Never doubt a pregnant woman's intuition; even if there's no second line.