Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Another Idea

Virginia's new plan to become an only child again:
"Put Thomas away, back inside Mommy's tummy!"

No thanks.

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Blue-eyed Boy

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Be Jealous

Today we've had not one,
but TWO excavators digging up our courtyard.

Scout has been watching them from the comfort of her very own couch all morning. There's even a skid steer out of the frame.

This may be the happiest day of her life.

Sunday, December 11, 2011


I don't always get as much done as I'd like to these days. I don't even do a great job of taking pictures of my kids. This baby is just so easy to admire that I get busy enjoying him and forget to take out my camera. Today, I thought I'd let you share in the distraction.

We'll start with baby feet. Irresistible.

Then there are the friendly faces he puts on to let me know that it's really not time to sleep at all (these are particularly prevalent around 3:00 a.m.).

And even when he is asleep, there's plenty to love. He'll start to whine, so I pick him up to feed him and he cuddles right up and goes back to sleep. It's hard to want to disturb this.
Baby ear hair. At no other time in life is hair on the ears attractive, gotta live it up while he can.
Finally, there are the clothes. I know most people prefer dressing girls. However, I enjoy the color palette of boy clothes much more. Boys are especially fun when you find mint-condition baby sized penny loafers at the thrift store.

Friday, December 9, 2011

On the Proper Place for Siblings

Every time we drive past the hospital where Thomas was born, Virginia points it out as "where Thomas lives." I've tried to explain that he lives with us now. It hasn't quite sunk in.

I've always suspected that, while she does like Thomas, she wishes his parents would come pick him up so she can have her parents all to herself again. My suspicions were confirmed today.

Scout had an appointment at the Children's Hospital for a hearing test and I told her we'd be going to the hospital today. At first, she seemed to think she'd be getting yet another baby brother. She wasn't exactly thrilled. Nope, I cleared that one up fairly easily. After that, when I said we were going to the hospital, she would excitedly add, "with Thomas." I figured it was sweet that she wanted her little brother to come along. Not so. When it came time to put on her coat she informed me that we were on the way to the hospital to take Thomas back.

Sorry kiddo, not today.

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Tummy Time

What's good for the goose is good for the gander, right?
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I'm really not sure but it had to be documented.