Three little kids, for the flavor

Our wedding song was Dean Martin's "Memories are made of this".
We'd argue it's the best wedding song of all time, but we're a bit biased.
Hard to dance to on our wedding day, but it's been a song that we are able to use.

We break it out at all of our best moments -
When we forget to close the sunroof, go into a restaurant, and there is a downpour.
When the shelves crash to the floor in the garage.
When we packed up on Canvasback Court to move.

When a stereo isn't available and something chaotic happens, we sing our favorite refrain.

"Meeeemories are made of this.
Sweet sweet, the memries you gave to me.
You can't beat the memries you gave to me".

Even this morning, Landon set his phone alarm to play it so that'd we'd wake up laughing.

And so when we talked about whether we'd have a third child or not, one piece of rationale that always got thrown in the mix of discussion was that in our song, there are three kids.

"Then come the wedding bells - one house where lovers dwell.
Three little kidsssss for the flavor.
Stir it gently through the days.
See how the flavor stays.
These are the dreams you'll saaaaavor. da da da da."

Seriously - we threw that in as rationale.

We're ecstatic that we're adding a third flavor to our family in early to mid August. So blessed.

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Speaking of being pregnant for the third time in 4 years...

Landon asked what I was giving up for lent yesterday. Was he kidding. Unlimited coffee. Wine. Vodka tonic with a squirt of lime. Soft cheeses. Sandwich meat. Yellow skittles, yellow M&Ms, and yellow jelly beans. Hot tubs. My figure. All my clothes for 9 months.

I usually claim Baptist during Lenten season anyways (especially on Fridays since I do not like fish). Actually, I claim Baptist for most Catholic days of obligation except Fat Tuesday - is Fat Tuesday a day of obligation? The first time I went to the Cathedral's Fat Tuesday pancake breakfast I didn't even realize that it was because everyone else was planning to fast and swear off sweets for 40 days starting a few hours later.

Still, I strongly believe there should be some universal law that pregnant women are NEVER expected to give up anything for lent.

It think Pope Francis would support this claim. I may have to write him.