He even smiles when he's covered in spit-up and slobber, which is most of the time. There really seems to be more coming out than goes in, so it's a true miracle of nature that he's as big as he is.
Monday, March 14, 2011
You're never fully dressed, without a smile
You know what's great about this guy? (Besides that he doesn't talk back.) He's just so darn happy all the time. Unless you tease him and make him think he's about to eat, and then make him wait ten seconds, that is not funny. Food is very serious business, but other than that, he seems to be enjoying the ride. Notice he's a true cornhusker.
A Whole New World
Wouldn't it be interesting to remember what it was like to be a baby when you were just bombarded by new strange things everyday? So much to learn. Dylan is an early riser, and so sometimes in the morning he will read to Trevor while everyone else is sleeping so I can get a few things done. I just love this picture.
We've never had a thumbsucker before, and I have very mixed feelings about it. It's cute now, but if it lasts much longer, it just seems like an open invitation to every possible germ to join our family.
We've never had a thumbsucker before, and I have very mixed feelings about it. It's cute now, but if it lasts much longer, it just seems like an open invitation to every possible germ to join our family.
Trevor checking out the craftsmanship of the jogging stroller before his maiden voyage. Although I should call it the running stroller, because I am NOT a jogger. Jogging is lame. And boring. And I think you have to wear a velour jogging suit. Running, on the other hand, is a whole different story. So please don't call me a jogger. I don't want my children learning those words.
In about half a second, a baby can go from happy to sobbing. I think I will burst into tears randomly more often and see what it gets me. Hopefully more than a bottle full of breastmilk.
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Tis the Season
We had an amazing Christmas season. Having a brand new baby boy just helped remind us of why we celebrate and made it that much more special. Garrett took this picture of the kids at my parents' house. He's pretty talented, huh? When you have a girl, a boy, and a baby boy at Christmas, what choice do you have but to get a picture like this?
Making a gingerbread house every Christmas has become a family tradition. I didn't say it was a good tradition, but it's a tradition none the less, and it looks like it's here to stay. But this year Ted made the house with the kids. Now that's a tradition I can get behind. What a great guy! (Don't worry, we don't always make Dylan hold up the counter with his head.)
Dylan: "Santa, can you bring me a poorly made baking soda rocket car that will take my parents hours to assemble with instructions that are so badly written they will chase away all Christmas spirit, and then when it is put together it won't work that great and I will only play with it once or twice?"
Turkey Day
This Thanksgiving was our first one out on our own, away from both of our families. Cooking my own turkey is a task I have wanted to check off for years. And thanks to lots of calls to my mom, we had a great thanksgiving. We got to spend it with fantastic friends, and the food all turned out just right. (The picture doesn't do the feast justice, by the way.) I'm thankful to have had my first thanksgiving when I felt like a grown-up, and I can't wait to do it again. So if you're in Nebraska in the next few years for thanksgiving, we'll give you a thanksgiving you won't soon forget.
Bedtime, Bubbles, and Newts
I think Trevor gives Kara and Dylan the same look that I often do, that says, "You guys are so weird." Because they are. But they are also very entertaining to their baby brother. And are happy to include him any way they can in all the crazy things they come up with.
The kids love to help with Trevor's baths. They haven't quite bought into the "less is more" theory, unless we're talking about brussel sprouts. With soap though, a little is good, and a lot makes a tub full of bubbles. I think they were just trying to make this a G-rated picture.
The kids love to help with Trevor's baths. They haven't quite bought into the "less is more" theory, unless we're talking about brussel sprouts. With soap though, a little is good, and a lot makes a tub full of bubbles. I think they were just trying to make this a G-rated picture.
Speaking of water, Dylan was very excited about his first research project about newts. He has made it his personal mission to spread the word that newts have poison mucus. I know I haven't been the same since he told me.
Arghh! It's me blessing day, mateys!
He ain't heavy, he's my brother
Trevor won't even have a chance to get in trouble...he has two mothers. And believe me, the big sister mother doesn't let you get away with anything.
He also has an older brother to look up to. I'm sure Dylan will have all kinds of things to teach Trevor. Hopefully fashion isn't one of them...scroll down and you'll understand why.
He also has an older brother to look up to. I'm sure Dylan will have all kinds of things to teach Trevor. Hopefully fashion isn't one of them...scroll down and you'll understand why.
New Sherriff in Town
It's amazing how a tiny person who can't even speak or hardly hold up their own head completely changes your life and takes charge. And it's great. We were so happy to have this little man join us. You can't look at that brand new life and not recognize what a miracle they are.
We waited a long time for this little boy, and he was worth the wait! He was 21 inches long and 8 lbs 6 oz. I delivered him without any pain medication.... I felt like without feeling the pain, I couldn't fully experience the joy and exhileration of his arrival.
Kara and Dylan were so excited to meet their new baby brother. It was very fun to see their interaction with him. Trevor was even more exciting to them than the room in the hospital that was always stocked with free food for the whole family.
Kara and Dylan were so excited to meet their new baby brother. It was very fun to see their interaction with him. Trevor was even more exciting to them than the room in the hospital that was always stocked with free food for the whole family.
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Spring Forward, Fall Back
I admit, blogging is not my priority. Not even in my top five. Maybe top 10, but that may be a stretch. But life has been so good to us, it's not right to keep it all to ourselves. So I am attempting to update the last four months over the next few days. If it doesn't happen, I blame the time change, because I know that would have been my most productive hour.
This is what our yard looked like last fall times 100. I have never seen so many leaves since moving to Nebraska. The kids loved playing in the piles. The first time raking it was a beautiful miracle of nature, the second time I could still appreciate burning a few extra calories, but by the nineteenth time I could think of a few other four letter words besides "leaf," but none of them seemed as bad as that word.
This is what our yard looked like last fall times 100. I have never seen so many leaves since moving to Nebraska. The kids loved playing in the piles. The first time raking it was a beautiful miracle of nature, the second time I could still appreciate burning a few extra calories, but by the nineteenth time I could think of a few other four letter words besides "leaf," but none of them seemed as bad as that word.
You can't spend more than two minutes in Nebraska and not realize what a BIG deal Cornhusker football is. As it turns out, their women's volleyball team is a big deal as well. One of Ted's professors gave us tickets to a game and we had a great time. When the team ran by us in the hall, it was the first time being around a group of women when I felt short. They are all HUGE!
Sunday, March 6, 2011
In case you haven't heard yet...
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