And then there were six...

We are expanding the family. I think most of the people who happen to read this have known that for awhile. But I haven't even made the official announcement. So there it is.

We are calling the baby Turk. Which is short for Turkey since this is a Thanksgiving baby. Thought since Murph was originally Bear that the animal name would fit right in. We aren't finding out the gender of this one either, so don't ask.

Anyway.... I had one of those silly hormonal pregnant moments yesterday, that I think that some of you might get a chuckle out of.

The boys and I were enjoying our Sonic lunch watching the movie The Incredibles. Have you seen the movie? Well in it there is a scene when the mom is flying a jet and it is being attacked by missles. Her oldest children are on the plane with her, so she calls out over the radio "Abort, abort, there are children on board!"

And of course it caused me to get all teary eyed. (Even now typing the words, my eyes are filling up again.) It is well documented that I am NOT a pretty crier. I firmly believe that that (and a lack of all talent) are the only thing that have gotten in the way of my Broadway career. My eyes and nose get all red and splotchy instantly.

It's hard not to notice.

Even if you are a 9 year old boy. Deuce looked at me and said, "Why are your eyes all red?". Did I tell the truth? Heck no. I instead said, "Oh, I chocked on a bite of my sandwich". To which he innocently replied, "Oh I HATE that. It gets stuck right HERE and hurts." "Yes. It does", I said.

Yes. I lied to him about it.

And I'm ok with that. Why? Cause I'm pregnant. Which makes it ok for me to be just a little bit insane.