A morning conversation

"I think I put my underwear on inside out."

"Don't worry Mom. I do that all the time."

Loving it...

Faith has decided that she completely loves school now. She told here teacher, "I never want school to end."

The secret?

The classroom just got a whole new set of Barbies, including "one with hair down to her feet!"

Good to know she figured this out before the end of the year!

Blake's fourth month

To Blake:

Four months! Four months have passed and I can't believe it. We've gone from the dead of winter, skipped right over spring, and have started summer. Now, instead of a sleepy baby you've become this talkative, smiling, flirty little person. You especially love dropping Faith off and picking her up at school so you can smile at all the older women...the five year old girls just love to hold your hand! You ride around in the Baby Bjorn like you own the world...face out of course, with your little sun hat on, and just laugh and smile.


Big events for you this month were your baptism on April 29th. We had a lot of family come up from Harrow, and Nana and Papa arrived from Florida . Papa got to meet you for the first time and give you the inspection. You passed of course.


For your baptism, you were so well behaved. You essentially fell asleep half way through and didn't wake up again until we got home and it was time to eat (you always know when it's time to eat!). You looked very cute in the baptism outfit -- a shirt, pants with suspenders and a little hat -- that Gramma got you. And, we even had the blanket from Nana's baptism to wrap you in.

Other big events this month included you rolling over for the first time! It was quite a shock when you did this on your sister's birthday, and a nice present for her. I turned around for a second and then looked back to find you had gone from your tummy to your back. You looked a little stunned by the whole event!

You've also taken to trying to fit your whole fist in your mouth, and sometimes two fists. You chew on anything that gets near your mouth...blankets, bibs, fingers, hands...and have decided that drooling and blowing bubbles is an Olympic sport. It should be gross but it's actually pretty cute for reasons that mostly have to do with you being cute whatever you do.

Your big sister still thinks that you are the best thing on the planet. She's been changing your diapers (!!), giving hugs and kisses, and singing you lots of her made-up songs that you love. I took the picture below of the two of you on your fourth month birthday, and even though it's blurry and off-centre, I totally love it. It just seems to capture how much she adores you.

You hit 12 lbs 9 ozs on your fourth month birthday and now feel like a "stuffed little sausage" according to Gramma. This is a pretty accurate description even though you don't really strike me as breakfast food. You are, however, a very solid little kid with curly hair that looks a bit like a mad professor after we give you a bath and horseshoe shaped bald patch at the back. Don't worry...it'll all grow back and then fall out again when you hit middle age.

Love and kisses!

Good to know...

"Mom, Dad said he'd still marry you even if you were bald. But, he'd prefer that you not shave your head."

Blake's third month

To Blake:

We're still struggling with getting enough sleep this month. But, on the plus side, I read a magical book that should come as a user's guide to with every newborn called "The Happiest Baby on the Block" about halfway through the month. It told me how to calm you down and get you to sleep better. Lo and behold, the first time I followed the book's instructions on swaddling, I got an hour and half nap. From that point on, we've been getting slightly better every day, with a few days of backsliding thrown in for good measure. Finally! Even Faith has gotten the hang of this and "jiggles" you when you sit on her lap if you're fussing.


So, you're still eating every two hours or so, but sometimes it's 2 and half or three. And at night we can often get you to go for a couple of three hour stretches. It's amazing what a difference this makes. Of course, Gramma thinks this is because you're a little like Uncle Ryan and just eating so much because you're growing like crazy! A couple of days before your 3 month mark, you weighed 10 lbs, 10 ozs!

The cooing and gooing continues. In fact, you're almost laughing now. You especially like doing this with your sister, who sings made-up songs to you while you smile and coo at her. My favourite sounds are the "ah-goo" sound you make with me when I talk to you. No sweeter words were uttered. :) Actually, the picture below is you saying "ah-goo" to me!


You also had your first cold at Easter. Ughh. Luckily it wasn't too bad...mostly lots of gross excretions from your nose. On the plus side, it let you sleep for a 6 hour stretch without eating...although I think we can find a better way to get you to sleep longer. You were still pretty happy through your cold, unlike your Dad who was laid low for a few days during tax season by the same bug.

I've started trying to give you a baby massage when you have your afternoon bath. So far, you like this about half the time. You like your feet rubbed (who doesn't?) but it all falls apart at your arms. Part of the problem is that you get tired so quickly after you wake up (about an hour max) that fitting in the massage and bath before you start getting cranky is a little difficult. All the books say to wait an hour after eating before you get a bath/massage, but we have to cut this a little short. Consequently, you like to puke on yourself in the tub. Hopefully you remember none of this. :)

You have officially met all of your aunts and uncles now. Easter was at our place, and you were passed around to Uncle Duncan and Deanna for the first time. I think they were impressed with you...you didn't puke all over them, which was good. Grampa was not so lucky. When he showed up, you immediately puked all over his good shirt. It was a sign of love right?

You keep getting more fun as you grow more alert and smile more and more. Your big blue eyes just draw people in and you have this way of looking around that seems like you're processing everything at an amazing rate. I can practically see your synapses firing!

But the best times are when you put your head on my shoulder and rub your soft hair on my cheek. I'm like a great big security blanket and there's nothing better for me.

New t-shirts

Faith and I went shopping at Walmart with Blake on the weekend. Two things that happened:

1) We were hopping out of the car when she said, "I wish it was just the two of us." Uh-oh, I thought. She went on, "It's not that I'm mad at him or anything, it's just easier to shop without Blake." Amen sister. She'll soon understand that it's always easier to shop without the boys!

2) I wanted to buy her a couple of t-shirts. (6x and she'll likely outgrow them in a month after I washed them!!!) Anyway, she chose a purple shirt and a striped pink shirt, both with front pockets, "because I want a pocket shirt like Papa."

Bouncing baby boy

Blake had his monthly RSV shot today, during which he screamed his head off as usual. But, we did find out that he is now 10 lbs 10 ozs. (OK, 10 lbs, 9 3/4 oz, but I figure I can round up.) So, he's officially reached the weight that his uncle Ryan was when he was born. I just have to say to my mom, "OUCH!!"