The apple of our eyes

So, Tammy has one major pregnancy food craving... apples.  So much so that she apparently consumed five or six of those bags of pre-sliced apples in a week, not counting her McDonalds visits for apple slices sans caramel dip...  Oddly she hasn't craved apple juice... just apples.  One of our friends asked us the today whether we had a nickname for the baby yet, theirs having acquired the nickname of "2.0" early on... and I'm thinking we might have to go with "the Apple."

     We had a normal doctor appointment the other week, and tried to see if we could hear the heartbeat early (30% chance at 9 weeks according to the doctor) but no luck.  Guess the baby was hiding under Tammy's veins?  Anyway, we will hopefully get to hear it at our next appointment, the day before Thanksgiving.  (I'm secretly hoping we get to be doubly thankful... don't tell Tammy I said that).

     In other news, we are getting new carpet, and we'll be doing the nursery in wood laminate for cleaning and allergen reasons... (okay, and cost savings).

     Also, I'd like to mention that while they do turn the trees nice colors in the fall, I really hate the leaves.  I filled 14 bags of leaves today from our small suburban yard.  In two more weeks, I'm probably going to fill another 14 bags with what's still on the trees right now.  Darned leaf dropping deciduous trees.  Maybe I should plant an apple tree though, eh?

 -Josh