I have a good excuse

For not blogging, that is. Our house was a bay of pigs (swine flu). I didn't feel like blogging about the constant hacking that was plaguing my lungs.
Aside from that, we have just been getting ready for Christmas. We have continued the tradition of forgetting our camera most places that we go, so I've got nothing to prove we've actually done anything the last few weeks. Honestly, it isn't much, because we've all had our minds on California. We are so ready to see those beautiful evergreens, white mountains, and In-n-Out Burgers. I'm drooling. Oh yeah, and we get to see some family, so I guess that's a plus. Really though, seeing our families is the best part about going home. I can't wait for the insane, kid-infested madness, the late night chats, and the conversation that inevitably goes over my head.
Okay, I'll stop babbling about silly stuff. The REAL reason I haven't posted was because I was trying to wrap my mind around how on earth we are going to fit another baby in our severely cramped kid's bedroom come summertime. I think 4 kids warrants a bunk bed, am I right? Maybe we could utilize the empty fireplace...
So, yeah, there you go. I'm flying to California on Wednesday--pregnant, with 3 kids, and no husband. I pray that 6 hours will go by with no diaper explosions or sudden sicknesses.
Wish me luck.