Who gets their due date wrong?

So I go to the doctor today and the nurse says "So, 35 weeks and 6 days huh?" I was thinking I was going to be 36 weeks on Thursday not tomorrow. Turns out I had my due date wrong this whole time. I am due October 26th, not the 28th. Cool! You moms know 2 days is a big deal. I asked if we could induce to get us to Nate's clinical affiliation on time and Doc said we can go a week early if things (my cervix) are looking good, whatever that means.

What we've been up to

My mom pointed out that I haven't updated my blog in a while, so here is an update.

Dallin is potty training and doing surprisingly well. I don't know why I say surprisingly because Tanner was pretty easy too. But it seems that more often than not, potty training is a negative experience. Actually, the first day Dallin only peed in the toilet once the rest were in his undies. I wanted to stop, thinking he wasn't ready, but pushed through another day and he got it. Only one accident, so we continue and he is doing great. So happy about this. We'll only have one in diapers when Ashlyn gets here. Yay!

We've been playing outside every minute we can knowing it won't be long until it gets too cold to play outside. Love having a play ground right out our backyard.

Been working on lots of projects too. Tanner gets a sticker for bringing his scriptures to church so he wanted a bag to put it in, and of course Dallin did too. So I made these two.

Found this adorable fabric and had to have it. Didn't have plans for it when I bought it, but decided it would make a cute nursing cover. I have, oh gosh, I don't even know how many other projects going on. A quiet book, a boppy cover, dresses, booties, quilt, cross stitch stocking, etc. Love to keep busy, I only get a a few hours a week to work though.

I've been doing home school preschool with Tanner. Nothing too structured or consistent just as he is in the mood for "homework" (that is what he calls it). I hate to push learning on him; don't want him to hate it. So we do letters, shapes, and numbers a few times a week, and practice writing and cutting. He is excited for kindergarten.

Our neighbors

These are our lovely neighbors. We've been lucky to always have great neighbors.

This is Tanner's princess, Breanna. He calls several girls "My Princess". I am glad he knows how to treat girls, or at least call them what they want to be, a princess.

Nate the Barber

Not much going on lately, so you get a boring post about hair cuts. Nate is the official hair cutter for the boys in our family. Saves us a bundle. I hope to cut Ashlyn's hair when the time comes. Can't be that hard right? Ha! We will see. The boys are squirmy.

"No, Dad, it tickles when you get by my ears."
Yes, we strip them down to cut their hair.

Doesn't that make you itch just looking at that hair on his shoulders?