My Bethelle

Yesterday on the bus, Bethelle was faced with a decision.  And she did the right thing, though it brought her to tears.

I love her so much.  And I trust her.  She's a brave, good girl.

What You Probably Already Know

My posts have been few and out-dated lately.

That's because we're pregnant!  Which means that I'm sick and lazy.

Rushton Number Four will arrive in May.  We are very excited and I am pleased to report that although I feel pretty terrible most of the time, I am not half as sick as I have been with past pregnancies.  When pregnant with Bethelle, I lost eleven pounds in the first trimester.  I would cry just thinking about needing to eat food.  With Curie, I remember laying in bed, hoping that the other two would play happily in the playroom for a long time.  My worst moments in my misery were when they would tell me that they were hungry.  My heart would drop.  I had to feed them, but how was I going to manage to do it?

This time, I want to lay around all day, but I can do more than that, and I haven't been upset about anything.  For the first time, Nick has been able to save up some days off of work to help me during my sickness.  I keep waiting for that familiar misery to hit before I ask him to use them, but it just hasn't happened yet and I'm already ten weeks.

I'm not one of those who says, "I've never felt better/prettier/happier than when I was pregnant," but I'm pulling through, and I'll take it!

Nick's Birthday

This post is way, way overdue.  You can tell that I'm writing it in a hurry by the lack of any creativity whatsoever in the title.

For Nick's birthday, he wanted me to walk nine holes with him.  Nick is a golfer, which makes me a golfer's wife, and somehow we have been married for eight years and this was my first time ever to walk that many holes with him.  As this gift required some babysitting, it seems to me that it really became a gift from my mom, who drove out to our house with crafts and food, ready for some kid-time.

Look at this little ditty of Nick's dad.  This is my new favorite picture of him.  He is one of my most avid blog followers, and I'm sure checked the blog several times a day after this outing.  I wonder if he ever gave up.

My birthday man, in his element.

Or maybe this is his element?

Being only two golfers, we were paired up with a couple, Dr. and Mrs. Kim.  Their first names were so funny to us and quite easy to remember.  She introduced herself as E.J. (my first and middle initial) and he is P.N. (both Nick and his father's first and middle initials... Nick is really his middle name).  I'm sure these two go by something a little more foreign sounding back home in Korea.

The next day was the actual birthday, so we headed down to Nick's parents' for dinner.  I was a little beyond wanting to entertain after Curie's big party, so I was glad that Patsy offered.

Trish made her famous potatoes, and you can tell that they were enjoyed.  We also had pork roast and broccoli salad.  Everything was soooo good.

 This picture was supposed to be of her face, but this lady can turn quickly!  Turns out, this side of her head is almost as pretty as the other side, I think.

Bethelle made these cupcakes all by herself!  Well, OK, Rigby helped with the sprinkles.  She was so proud of them.