Happy Birthday, Jordan!!

My best friend (seriously!), my rock, my personal pilot, my shoulder to cry on, the best daddy our kiddo(s) could ask for, my favorite arms after a long day... Today we get to celebrate YOU, and Abigail and I are so blessed to have you in our lives.

It's a...

Abigail and I made cake balls yesterday. They're for me to take to work tomorrow to reveal the gender of Baby Clark to my co-workers (so if you're a co-worker and you read this before you see these in the break room ~ shhh!)

We had a lot of fun doing them and thought it'd be a fun way to announce the sex of the baby. 

Here's how the turned out...

It's a....

 Boy!!

 

 We couldn't be more thrilled to be having a baby boy, although Abigail said  for the longest time that she was having a "baby sister!" then when corrected would say "brother" in the most disappointing voice you've ever heard. She's coming around now, and I know once her baby brother is here, she'll be ecstatic.

We actually found out the sex a few weeks ago (just before Christmas), but we went back to see my friend this last Friday, and it was confirmed ~ this is in fact a boy ~ so we decided it was time to share with everyone. 

Here are a few pictures from our ultrasound on Friday (the 13th!)...

Adorable little foot

His cute profile! (though his nose it a little smooshed)

It's a BOY!

3D of our little man!

Doughnuts

There is a sort of Sunday morning tradition that has started in our family... Doughnuts.

Our church has them for a donation and Abigail asks every Sunday after church if she can have one. Yesterday mommy didn't have any cash, and she was in serious need of caffeine, so instead of having a doughnut at church we stopped at QT on the way home

Last night Jordan got home from drill and as we were getting ready for bed he says "I think we have a rat problem." I give him a blank stare because I know we do not have rats.
He went on to explain that he had walked through the dinning room and saw what was left of Abby's doughnut with chocolate frosting and sprinkles...


{At this point I'm sure you're wondering why I didn't throw away her half eaten doughnut. My answer is that she insisted she'd finish it after our nap, but we both forgot about it.}