seasons of change...

it must be nesting...nothing is clean enough, nothing is quite right, nothing is perfect, therefore, I run around like a chicken, head cut-off, feeling inadequate, insecure, unfinished...especially on this day, 36 weeks, officially. For me, that means I have four weeks, plus one, until my sweet baby boy is born. hence the new blog header, which I'll probably end up changing again in the not so distant future, when new family pictures are taken. Fun, fun!

I do have to tell you that it has been a sad day for Eryn Jane. last night she smashed her finger playing the bowling game at an arcade, she smashed it pretty good. She cried the whole way home. Then told us.., " I can't do ANYTHING with my hurt finger! I can't brush my teeth and I can't do chores! " So, we thought she was just trying to milk it. Her finger nail had a little black/blue mark on it, but nothing major. She DID brush her teeth and went to bed. Then, this morning I walked into her room to wake her and her finger was HUGE and BLACK and BLUE on both sides. I felt terrible and so sad for her!! She can still move it, it's not broken, but it's really sore and has been the center of all the attention today. At breakfast she said, " My poor big blue finger! I can't do anything with it! " At church she was sitting on Jens lap and saying, " I didn't know a finger could grow like this. " She was upset that she couldn't hold the pencil or crayon in her right hand, then she was sure to show both her primary teachers to tell them what happened, she received ample amounts of sympathy from them. They're very sweet to her. The finger looks worse, but feels better. She wouldn't let me take a picture of it or else I would post one. The thought just brings her too much pain.
P.S. you should see the faces she makes! There's no lack of dramatics at the Dunford home. My kids are willing and eager to take center stage whenever they can.