After SEVERAL grueling hours of paper mache-ing and creative costume making, we finally were able to unveil our brilliant (okay, I'm being a little dramatic) idea for a family costume, which we wore at my sister's Halloween Party last night. I was a jar of Prego sauce (get it!?!?), Tim was a box of spaghetti, and the kids were meatballs. Of course, the kids weren't all that enthusiastic about our family costume idea, so they happily trick or treated in the costumes of their choice (Curious George & Fairy Princess) on Halloween, and were asked only to dress as meatballs for the party on Saturday! 
And what would Halloween be without a culinary creation from yours truly?!?! Okay, so it wasn't an original, more of a copy-cat from something I saw in one of my Taste of Home Magazines, but it still looks cute! Here's a picture of my "Cheese Mummy Man", which is
basically just a cheeseball mix made to look like a mummy.
Alex told Tim that his tooth felt REALLY loose this morning (it's been loose for about 3 weeks now). Tim replied, "Well, then pull it out!" To our surprise, he did! Alex came upstairs extremely excited and as I was stepping out of the shower came barreling into the room with a ziploc bag containing his first tooth lost. I was excited for him and surprised at the ease with which this new milestone has come and gone. As a child, I remember days, even weeks, of playing with the loose tooth and dreading the day that it was time for it to come out. I remember my father tying floss around the tooth that, really, was only barely hanging on by a hair and I was just too scared to pull it out myself. He'd say he was going to count to three but pull it out on two instead and it worked every time! When Alex came home from school one morning announcing he'd had a loose tooth, I anticipated weeks of "it" being the topic of his every conversation. I anticipated a solid week of him terrified to have us help pull it out. To my amazement, he's be so cool with it, that you'd almost not even know he had a loose tooth. And the way he handled himself this morning just makes me so proud, and breathe a sigh of relief that maybe, just maybe, this whole business of loosing teeth will be different for him than it was for me. But then again, he's a boy and maybe boys are just different about these sort of things?!? Time to prepare for the tooth fairy!
We arrived at Seton's Imaging place a little early and the technicians took us back quickly. There was a more experienced technician training another technician so I think we spent a little more time "learning" about the baby (and me) than we normally would have, which was nice. Overall, I'm a pretty happy camper, now that I've seen the baby in there, and saw the little tiny heart fluttering! They said that the baby is measuring on target for what we had predicted my due date to be and that they consider me now at 9 weeks and 1 day pregnant. Here is a video and picture of our first ultrasound. Enjoy!