Brecklyn

Brecklyn,

     You are the happiest, most outgoing and by far funniest little girl there is. You may look like a Johnson but personality wise your all Eschler, it's scary. Your talking full sentences pretty much to anybody that will listen to you. You never stop. EVER. There are a few words you can't quite pronounce right. For example, shopping and broccoli both come out sounding like the F word. Don't how ask us how your confusing the two words, we may need to get your ears checked. :)

Of course, everyone has taken advantage of this and tells you to say things like "No more shopping, daddy" and to yell at the top of your lungs "I LIKE SHOPPING!!" It's hard not to laugh.

     A few months ago your dad taught you a little trick that when you fart you pointed at someone else to blame them. Well, now it's turned into you yelling "MAMA FART" or "DADDY FART" every time you let one rip. I appreciate you yelling "MAMA FART" in the aisle full of people at the grocery store and I have to make the walk of shame while they are trying to hold their giggles under their breathe. Just know there will be pay back my friend.

Love, Mom

You love helping with the grocery shopping. 

You pick up random things like doughnuts and toys 

and toss them in your cart like it's no big deal. 

Of course, in the middle of moving 

you found all the baby toys that are now your favorite.

And apparently you had a very exhausting day 

cause it's totally normal to crash out on the bathroom floor. 

Our house is Disneyland.

      I guess it's been quite awhile since I've been on this thing. The last post I wrote about was us moving, funny thing is we just moved again. I swear we move more then we change toilet paper rolls but hey, I can't complain about getting a bigger house every 9 months. Although, next time I'll keep in mind not to move being 6 months preggers. Not a good idea. Moving sent me into labor at 23 weeks. Yee-haw. 
     Last Tuesday, January 6th, was moving day. I started having bad contractions Tuesday night but after an hour went by they simmered down. Wednesday was a whole new story. We spent the evening in Labor and Delivery followed by 4 days of bed rest. And can I just mention bed rest is not what it's all cracked up to be. I always joked around how fabulous it would be for someone to tell me to sit in bed and do absolutely nothing. It's awful. Especially when everyone else is going out of their way to do all the heavy lifting. It's probably one of the worst feelings ever. Anyways, long story short, I'm not on strict bed rest anymore as long as I still take it super easy that the contractions don't get worse. Hopefully this all settles down and we sail to my due date with flying colors. 
     Next at the Eschler fun house, the flu has arrived. Trev came home from work puking his guts out and Brecklyn isn't far behind him. I tell ya, I don't understand why there isn't a line up at our front door to join all the fun.