So as it turns out just about everyone hates the name Lucas. I have learned my lesson, next kid we have no one will know the name till it pops out! So I am not saying the Lucas is off the table, but I am saying that we are not sure now. So we are open to suggestions. Just nothing that starts with a P. I don't want his initials to be PP (peepee). In other news...I just got my results from my national certification for aerobics and I passed! Sooooo much studying and a full day of practical and written exams, (while I was 5 months pregnant) payed off. This now means that I can teach at any gym in the country and get paid more because I am certified. Yeah! It is so amazing that fitness has become such a big part of my life when I used to hate working out. It is funny where life takes you. All I know is that I am a whole lot happier in this career than others I have tried (and my husband is happier with a healthier wife and one that is in better shape.) More posts soon...it is almost Jackson's birthday. Two years! Can you believe it?!

Phoenix Children's Museum

What a day! On Saturday it was free day at Phoenix Children's Museum so we decided to make a day of it and we took Jackson. He had such a great time.

He rode a motorcycle...
He did a little cooking...
He went on lots of slides (which are his favorite)...
Got in a fight with a little girl because she wanted to push it the opposite way Jackson did...
Last but not least he got to meet Elmo. He was so exited to meet Elmo until he got close to him and then all the sudden he was terrified
All in all it was a pretty good/long day.

A week later....

Okay, so it has been about a week since I found out that I am having another boy. I am starting to get used to the idea and a LOT of people have been giving me their opinion on the situation. My bishop even said how excited he was that we were adding to our basketball team. (Josh is the coach of the young men's team in our ward.) Yesterday as I was putting Jackson down for his nap and I was rubbing his belly singing, "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star", the baby kicked me and I thought...awwwhh how I love my boys. I actually think that if I went to the doctor next week and they told me that they had made a mistake I would be sad. I like the thought of "MY boys". I am excited now to see if this baby will come out looking like Jackson with blond hair and blue eyes, or look like me and be a brunette with brown eyes. Ahhh, the waiting game, I can't believe that I have 5 more months. Ahhh. I guess this would be a good time to announce that we have decided to name the next boy....drum roll...Lucas ____ Perkins. (Middle name is still under negotiation.) Jackson can already say it too...Baby Lucas?... and he points to mommy's belly. Awwwh, my boys.

Another penis??? Are you kidding me???

Okay, first off please don't think that I am a terrible person. I have spent the last 5 months thinking (and praying) that I was having a girl. My father in law even had a dream that it was a girl, so I have been so excited for today to find out that yes in fact I was having a girl. Well...NO! I am having another BOY. Don't get me wrong, I have a darling boy but I wanted a girl next. Now I am terrified that we will just keep having boys because that is all Josh can make (and wants) and I am going to be stuck in a house full of smelly boys! AHHHHHHH! As we went in to the ultrasound I was feeling hopeful. I asked the ultrasound tech not to just spring it on be but to tell us that she was ready, let me take a breath and then tell us the sex. She just turned the screen towards me and asked me what I thought it was. Of course up close and center there was a penis. I swear I don't want to see another penis for at least a week. (Sorry, Josh that means you too.) Josh was so happy, he said, "All right!", and then he kept tickling me. I HATE TO BE TICKLED! Finally I just looked at him in all my emotional glory and said, "Just Shut up!" So then he went straight to his phone and started texting the world about how happy he was. AHHHHHH! As I laid there while the ultrasound tech went over the rest of the anatomy I kept taking deep breaths willing the tears back.
Okay, now that I got all that out. Let me reassure you that I love my husband and my son (despite their anatomy) and I will love the next one also, but I just need a few days to grieve for the loss of my imaginary daughter.