Ketchup

Wowwee...look at the time. Let's see, in the time since my last entry, I've:

• popped out another baby,
• acquired some new family members (Auntie Alexis, niece Madison, and cousin Hikaru)
  
• said farewell to a few family members (Gramma Malilay and Bubby),
• sent a kid off to public school,
• sent another kid off to preschool,
• gained a lot of weight,
• lost some of it (ten pounds left???? It's all water retention...)
  
• signed up for Facebook,
• climbed Kilimanjaro to see the last remaining pieces of ice left.

Okay, so I didn't trek up Kilimanjaro...unless you count the Kilimanjaro-sized load of laundry that needs to be put away. I guess I should start with Sam...oh, Sam. Sam is what some would call a surprise, others a blessing, and yet others, an "Erin-don't-you-know-about-birth-control-yet???" Yes, I had my teen pregnancy at 33. Yes, I've since learned the wonders of birth control. Very well, thank you.

But now we have SAM! (Samantha Kyomi Sherbrooke) Her middle name we made up (kyou - the character for "surprise" in Japanese, mi - beauty...thus our little "surprise beauty"). She's the easiest baby of them all...so far, and she fits in quite nicely in the zoo that is our household.

She's already ONE now. (Boy, I'm really bad at the blog thing) Her birthday was September 25, 2007. So actually, right after my last post, I probably discovered our little bun cooking in the oven.

The boys, fortunately, haven't done her in, and she is quite capable of holding her own.


Michael has started FIRST GRADE already at Flory, a "science and technology magnet school." And believe me, they do A LOT of science. Ask him to sing the water cycle song to you sometime.

Alex is going to Pinecrest now, Michael's old preschool. I think he's given more attitude to the teachers than his older brother did, but that's Alex. We were having a tough time of the twos, but shortly after he hit three, he started to mellow into a funny little guy.

Evan has started YET ANOTHER company, and he's still holed up in his office and comes out for the occasional diaper change, or watch-the-baby-while-I-run-to-the-bathroom moments.

And me, as usual, I'm just trying to get by. Maybe I'll actually be good about the blog this time around. My excuse for stopping last time was that last pregnancy test...boy, was it a doozy...

Oh, and for the record-- Michael is pooping in the potty. From my posts, it sounds like he never learned. Alex is almost there, but not as much drama and grief about the whole thing. I guess one advantage of being the second/third kid is that the parents are less freaked about body fluids leaking on the kitchen floor...