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Today I had a surge or productivity as a nester.  Now that I have officially passed the gestational period during which I was on bed rest with Lewis I have magically gained a lot more energy and confidence as a mobile, giant pregnant woman.  I washed my porch windows.  I made a decent dinner.  I organized a bit more upstairs...  Basically, I nested as much as my size would allow.  And I've been super hungry all day. I only write this because Ben did ask, after I told him about the windows, if I was going to be having babies tomorrow.  I sure hope not.  As excited as I am to meet the two girls - and to NOT be pregnant anymore - I would like them to get bigger and stronger and more plump.  At this point they are still super skinny and maybe hairy, too.  And not ready to live outside the womb.  So, I'll drink a lot of water and keep my feet up the rest of the night.  Sorry, Ben, I am not cleaning the kitchen tonight.  But the trade off is a rested, still-giant pregnant wife.  (...

So I just finished a somewhat brutal amount of work and stress producing 12 daily one minute videos from the Minnesota State Fair. It was actually a real fun challenge and something I feel good about looking back, but I was also a little unrealistic about the amount of time it would take (sorry Jessica!). Anyway, if you have 12 minutes, here they are in their entirety. http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9?isVid=1 or skip directly to Jessica's favorite: http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9?isVid=1

Art dancing at Cait and Zach's wedding. I expect to post lots more photos from Saturday once I have a little more time.

Yesterday Lewis and I rode the light rail train and then stopped to watch diggers tear down a building. He was in heaven.

Art started Willow preschoo l again this week. It's such a wonderful thing for him and our whole family (Jess is now able to nap with Lewis earlier in the day!). Art has some close friends and will be making some new ones. Ms. Jen, the teacher, has three chickens in her backyard now, and she even added a super cool loft in the basement. Art said that it was a boat and he had already taken a few trips to places in it. Si plays a sweet ballad for his classmates.

This post is part of the recent Lewis Fest on our blog, but it also just celebrates the differences between Parker Garvin boy #1 and #2.   When Art was Lewis's age he was sleeping in a bed with a guard rail, kinda like Lewis is now, able to get out any time he would like.  But he never did.  I think he might have been three years old or more before he would consistently just get out  of bed on his own.  Instead he would call to us from his room, "Mama!  I'm awake!" or "Covers!  Covers!"  We would try to show him how to pull his own covers up, we would tell him before he went to sleep to go ahead and get out when he was done sleeping, but no, he would stay in until we came to meet him there. Lewis, being second and also just being a different kid, is a different story.  He has been getting out of bed on his own since he was released from his crib and he has been taking care of his needs by himself, too.  He will trudge over to the bathroom, reach up to turn...