Our crazy life

The past couple weeks have been so fun and we've had a few strange events happen in between. To start off though, I'll show a couple cute pictures of sweet Carter.

Brock and I couldn't stop laughing when he pulled this face after we put him in his bumbo for the first time. He definitely got his fathers expressions.... there is no hiding what he's thinking.

Carter with coach Carter Cook (hence where we got the name). This was at my sister's softball game. Coach Cook is such a sweetie. He started tearing up when he saw him.

This is Carter's first bath in a real bath tub, and he loved it! He kept trying to dive off his chair so he could be completely under the water. I think he's going to love grandma's swimming pool this summer.

As if having a new baby wasn't crazy enough, fate sent this snake to not only scare me to death but to be paranoid about our new house (new to us not new to the world). I woke up one morning and after feeding Carter I went and got some cereal, walked back into my bedroom (past the chair) and sat in bed next to Carter's bassinet. When I looked up I saw a tail coming out of my purse and I immediately thought Brock was pulling a prank on me by putting a fake snake on our chair..... four feet away from our bed. I got up to take a closer look and realized that no, it was real and besides Carter I was alone in the house. Notice how it's head is coming out the side of the chair, it was wrapped all around my purse and wallet probably about 2 1/2 feet in length.

I jumped back into bed and frantically called my mom. I screamed "mom help!" and she hung up before I could even tell her what was wrong, I'm sure she thought something much worse had happened. When she got there I had to pass by the chair and open the door for her and when she saw it we both started screaming. Thankfully my mom is much braver than me because if it was up to me I would have sat in bed all day long staring at it but she got the broom and swept it out of the house and then killed it with our snow shovel.

I left that day and wouldn't go back until Brock sealed up every hole in our house. Gross...

A couple days later my sister said I had something in my eye. On closer inspection she started screaming. Then I looked in the mirror and started screaming. I called the first Optometrist I could google and made an appointment. Well apparently I broke a blood vessel and it is really not all that uncommon. He figured that I rubbed my eye too hard one night when I was up with Carter. Now I have to wait for it to go away, just like any other bruise.

Isn't it a saying that bad things come in three's? Well it's true because just a few days after my eye, Brock and I found snake #2 in our living room. It was on top of the moulding of our front door. How it got there is a mystery but Brock got it down and killed it.

Now everywhere I go I'm looking for snakes. It makes my skin crawl just to think about where those two might have been so I've disinfected everything in my house. So to fight the problem we are piping the ditch next to our house so hopefully all water snakes will go away to find open water. I'm praying this will help. Other than that we are filling every crack and hole we can find so this won't happen again. If anyone has any ideas on preventing snakes from coming in to a house, please please please let me know!