When it rains, it pours.

Or, rather, when the temperatures reach negative numbers, it isn't good for the pipes...

Here's a scene that hasn't happened in awhile:
Will getting a bath in the kitchen sink.



And here's the reason why:







Late Sunday night, we returned from a Christmas concert. It was -2 degrees and the upstairs water pipes had frozen. The downstairs water was working fine, but unfortunately the frozen pipes broke in a few places and we had water leaking through the ceiling INTO the downstairs bathroom below. In order to reach the broken spots, Craig had to tear out part of the downstairs bathroom ceiling, thus creating a whole new project: remodeling the downstairs bathroom. Craig has been wanting to do this anyway before we sell the house (I thought it looked fine, pre-pipe-breaking, and wasn't necessary) so he's not totally devastated by the whole thing. I'm trying to be positive about it, but I just didn't want another project to complete before the baby's born, especially when we were just making progress with our office/basement transition. Ugh. So the pipes are still not repaired (hopefully that will be fixed today) and we currently have one non-functioning bathroom and one in shambles, hence Will's bath in the kitchen sink. I ran over to my parents for a shower last night and we didn't finish up until 11:30 p.m. Thankfully, Craig's parents were kind enough to come over and help us the whole time.

Oh well. I guess I'm not meant to have a relaxing pregnancy. We were remodeling the kitchen when I was pregnant with Will and had no oven, counters or floor when he was born. ANYTHING is better than that. I'm just thankful my husband knows how to DO most of this stuff! He really is amazing to me and I'm so glad that HIS dad took the time to teach him how to be self-sufficient growing up. It's also really important to me that Craig passes that on to Will.

The Christmas concert I mentioned was for my mom's 50th birthday. Her actual birthday isn't until January 8th but my dad wanted to put this surprise together for her. So he rented a stretch Escalade and got 12 box-seat tickets at the Palace of Auburn Hills for the Transiberian Orchestra. Our whole family went (Taylor's girlfriend babysat Will for us) along with a few other people.

Here's another (belly) picture of Casey & I before we left.



And here's the limo ride to the Palace.









Here's an inside view of the Palace from our box seats. The laser light show was wild!



And here's mom & Aunt Shirley just before the concert started.



I can't believe it's Christmas Eve tomorrow. Craig & I just want some down time to relax and I don't see that happening for awhile. I wish Christmas didn't entail so many commitments. But I am looking forward to our own little Christmas morning with Will.

Here's a reason to smile: Will has been practicing saying his sister's name. So now, when I ask him "What's our baby's name?", he says "Sofa". It used to be "Sof" but has progressed to "Sofa". Also HIS name has progressed from "Wee" to occasionally "Wheel". Too cute!