Marriage: Day 1,460

December 4, 2008 - Happy 4 year Anniversary to us! Two, soon-to-be 3 children, 2 Schibbies, 1 mortgage, numerous blood thinner injections and a looming vasectomy and we're still here. If we can do it, anyone can.

Happy Thanksgiving, Homey!

Happy Thanksgiving from the Jenkins Family! We are currently enjoying a thuggish-ruggish holiday complete with gangsta winter hats from Target - holla! Thank you to all our wonderful friends & family for their support and love, especially towards our 2 (soon-to-be 3) children.

Mama also had to include a photo of her turkey - her first ever to be made without her own mommy! We're sure Kris/Mom/Meemaw is proud but surely shaking her head in disappointment as us sporting a foil roasting dish instead of some family heirloom which has lovingly housed many a Schmutte/Otto turkey. Well guess what? I didn't want more crap to clean....so we're just going to let the dogs lick this foil thing clean. Happy Thanksgiving!

3D Baby!

I got quite a suprise in the sonogram room today as they opted to do a 3-D sono and show me my active girl (they assured me they wouldn't be billing my insurance...let's hope I wasn't duped).

She is gorgeous and apparently very chatty in utero - she kept opening & closing her mouth. Pat and I both immediately thought she looked like Sawyer. Thankfully, she is in the 53rd percentile for weight (2 lbs, 3 oz) and all other body measurements and not growing at Sawyer's bulky Incredible Hulk-rate.

We hope you like the pictures! We have spent the whole night looking them amazed - it seems to make her arrival more real.

Happy Birthday, Uncle Brendan!

November 5 is a special day....

Happy 28th birthday to our favorite Schmutte uncle - Brendan!

Thank you for being our bestest pal, always thinking of us and sending us gifts and for passing along your giant, satellite-sized noggin.

We love you!

Superhero Halloween

We had a pretty super Halloween in Reston last Friday. Dylan and Sawyer were Batman and Robin, respectively. We trick-or-treated with our friends the Dragon (Owen), Thomas the Tank Engine (Daniel), Stephanie from Lazy Town (Elliana), an Elephant (the cutest Luccas...who is behind Dylan in the above pic) and Lightning McQueen (Matthew).

The boys seemed to understand the concept of politely asking for candy very well. However, Sawyer changed his MO after a few cordial attempts and took to opening unsuspecting doors himself while yelling "trickortreatthankyou" and assessing candy before Old Money Restonites knew what the hell was going on.

I know there is a BOLO out now for a pudgy Robin-lookalike stealing big Baby Ruths.

We hope everyone had a fun safe night and all the boys & girls gave their candy to their parents for proper 1-a-day dispersal. Or, in my case, eating it directly from their bags on the couch while watching "NCIS."

Uncle SpongeBob JackAss

Uncle Brendan is enjoying himself immensely at Dive School for the Explosive Ordinance Disposal team (aka Bomb Squad). I have envisioned Brendan studying bomb blueprints like McGyver and familiarizing himself with the red and blue wires and which one to cut while the timer ticks down and he internally battles with himself saying, "Red.....no, blue. BLUE!" Guess what? He is not doing that.

Brendan is swimming in the ocean in black waterproof lycra playing with toys as evidenced by the picture above. Apparently he carries Mr. SpongeBob SquarePants on every dive with him and his Chief found out. His Chief reiterated the "Don't Ask, Don't Tell" policy as in "we're not asking if you're a dumbass that totes around a doll in his underpants, so please don't tell us".

Of course the boys now think that Uncle Brendan is the COOLEST because he personally knows Mr. Pants and visits him on the bottom of the ocean. Now we have to break the news to them about Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny and why their 27 year old uncle has a dolly.

It's A Girl!

We were thrilled to find out last week that #3 is a girl! The fear of potential suitors, the silent treatment and an overabundant sense of drama has settled upon our home (those are really Pat's fears). I am mostly scared of becoming Skanky Bitch 2.0 and hearing "I hate you and your seasonal sweaters!" in my later years. My payback arrives February 2009.