Cats!

Me and Molly went to the play "Cats" the other day (by Andrew Lloyd Weber). It was very different than I thought it would be. I didn't know anything about it before we went so I guess my expectations were along the lines of a great story like Les Miserables or Phantom of the Opera. But I was mistaken. For the first half of the show I just kept trying to figure out what the story was about and was feeling rather dense for not being able to follow the story very well. Then during the intermission I at last realized that there was no storyline. Well at least not much of one. It was just kind of a collection of different little songs and dances about different cats and their individual personalities. I will have to say that I didn't enjoy the first half. But after I realized that there wasn't a story to the play I tried to enjoy it for what it was and the second half was better. The dancing was nice and the singing was good. I would have to say that I would still have to rate it third of the three Broadway shows I have seen. But the Memories song was really nice. Almost made Molly cry. I would probably not recommend the play to anyone but those infatuated with cats and their crazy antics. Personally I have never been a cat lover. Don't get me wrong, I like cats. I just have never had one and so have never gotten attached to any to the point were I think they are great. But it was fun to go out with Molly and watch a show.

It's official - Baby #5 is on its way

Well here she is. At least it seems she is a she, but we won't know for another couple months. Molly is pregnant with baby #5. She is about 13 weeks along with a due date of March 25, 2009. Molly has been sick (throwing up several times daily) for a long time. I don't know how long. It seems like forever. I don't think she has been this sick since Zoe was in there. The other kids don't know about the baby yet. I guess Molly gets tired of telling them everyday that it will still be another 6 months before the baby is born so she holds off on telling them as long as she can.

I was a bit undecided on the idea of having another baby. Four seemed like about as many as I could sanely handle. And Molly said she felt the same...except for this nagging urge to have another one. So in the end I came around and decided one more might be fun. I am excited for a new one. And worried. I can't say I am exactly the best dad in the world and who knows what kind of damage I have done to my current out-of-womb children so to have another one to take care of just adds to my current worries of inadequacy. And I am worried about Molly's life. She has had four C-sections already and her uterus isn't exactly in pristine condition anymore. But during the last C-section the doctor said it looked like she could have one more if she waited at least two years before getting pregnant again. So she did. So everything should be fine right? And how many times do you hear people say that they were expecting their wife to die during childbirth? Never. It is always a tragic unexpected occurrence. So the fact the I am thinking it will happen makes it less likely right? But if Molly did die, would the baby be worth it? I don't think so. I guess I just need to hope that I never have to face that question for real.

So we are thinking of naming her Mawtha because Leisel and Luke sound so cute saying it. Of course once they are grown that name may sound a little funny. Other names we have thought of in the past are Ethnie (girl), Jones Larsen (boy), Oscar (boy), Zeb (boy). I don't think we have fund the right name yet though. But Molly has really liked the name Ethnie for quite a long time. It's a little weird for most people's taste though. We still have quite a long time to consider names though.

Luke and Molly

Here is a picture of Luke (about a year old) and Molly.