Sunday, August 31, 2008
Taking Care of Business
Rain
Four Weeks Old
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Uh Oh The Big 3-0
It finally happened. Rich turned 30 years old!!!!!!!!!! He is officially old! I have always felt that 30 was old. I remember when my mom turned 30, I was 10. Now I am married to an old guy, and my turn isn't that far off! The night before his birthday (8-28-78) we stayed up until 1:30am canning homemade salsa (which is delicious, by the way) and so we slept in and I did not make a fancy breakfast like I had planned. The kids gave him their present - the new Ariel movie. In Sophie's words "I think Dad is DYING to see this movie" and we watched it over lunch as a family - with popcorn in the family room!! Fun flick that we have now seen a bazillion times in 3 days!! I took Rich shopping for a new birthday outfit and we went on a double date with his parents to see a play at Desert Star. It was called 'Scary Poppins'. It was hilarious and Rich was practically rolling in the isles! Julie, his secratary at work, made him this yummy and perfect carrot cake (above) and decorated the office for the occasion. We took him to Maggie Moo's for some birthday Ice cream today (our favorite) and then headed to a surprise birthday party that his sister, Kim, threw for him. She and I have been planning this for months. Really Kim did all the work, all I did was get Rich there. THANK YOU KIM!! YOU ARE THE BEST FOR MAKING RICH'S BIRTHDAY SO SPECIAL! She invited some old highschool friends and family for the occasion. And the best part was that we really had the wool pulled over Rich's eyes. He had NO idea what was going on, even as he walked through the door and saw everyone. I was really proud of Kim and I (and everyone else too) for keeping it a secret for so long. It was such a fun party, we ended the night by playing Rock Band. The kids fell asleep on the way home and Rich is no longer the Birthday King. He is just old!
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Happy St. Patrick's Day
Monday, August 25, 2008
First Day of School
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Three Weeks Old
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Uh-Oh....It's Paint!!!
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Breaking Free
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Maxwell
Max had his 18 month check up. I've never had so much to talk to the dr about before. Everything has always been swimmingly with all other kids. But leave it to Max to rock the boat. We talked about food and speech mostly. As far as food goes, Max is of his own breed. He has a handful of foods that he eats, and he HATES to try anything new. Like we got ice cream after the Dr, but his was shaped funny and so he didn't want anything to do with it until we shoved it in his mouth and then he was all over it to the last bite. The Dr. suggested hiding foods, like mixing things in mashed potatos (he doesn't like them plain, let alone with anything in them) or in fruit snmoothies (doesn't like those either). If only we could hide some veggies in fruit snacks or mac & cheese! He is supposed to grow out of this picky phase in the next 6 months. I'm not holding my breath...
And speech. He is way behind. He is supposed to have close to 20 real words by now. Nope. But it got me thinking that I haven't listed the ones he can say, so I actually have no idea how many he does have. I'm just sure it's not 20. Here goes.
uh-oh, wow, da (daddy), gee (binki), ba (ball), Ga (Gavin??), ess (this), ah (hot)
8.
I'll have to ask Rich tonight if there are any I am forgettng.
Max can easily communicate though. He nods and shakes his head with the best of them, and he pointing wizard. And he also knows how to scream and get his way. All very useful skills.
I love this little monster though. he has such a cute way of walking on his toes. It is so random that it cracks me up every time. He is such an animal lover. There is this newer commercial on with those huge horses and a dog. His focus is un-deviated for those 2 minutes as he screams with delight and points and spins at the sight. He loves the horses out our window at the horse clinic. And he is a daddy's boy. Always wanting to wrestle or cuddle with Rich. He is the BEST at going to sleep. He goes down wide awake, quietly. As long as he has a blankie and his binki. And since Gavin has come home, he is so concerned with him. Always checking on him when he is sleeping and trying to give him a binki when he cries. He runs and points with delight when he sees Gavin. Too cute. Max is a wonder. So different from Sophie and Peter. Love that kid!!
Day of firsts
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Two Weeks Old
Friday, August 15, 2008
Grandma Canada - AKA - my mom
New Family Pictures
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
I scream, You scream, We all scream for Ice cream
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Best Brothers
Sponge bath with Grandma Canada
Playing with Max
Sunday, August 10, 2008
One week old
Well, today is Gavin's first birthday! One week old. And we even had cake (by coincidence) to celebrate! I am here to tell you that he has been the perfect baby so far. He nurses so well, like a pro, and sleeps with the best of them. 2-3 hours during the day - and then 4-5 hours at a time in the night! I am able to catch up on rest and sleep a little without being completely drained by my baby. I keep thinking maybe something is wrong because he is so good. And I am not holding my breath that this will be permanant, but I am so thankful for his pattern so far. And his temperment is so sweet. He doesn't cry except when necessary (feedings or changings) and he tolerates the kids sloppy holding postions so well. He is going to be one tough boy after what they put him through. Sophie tends to think she can walk around and hold Gavin at the same time. Peter knows he needs to support Gavin's head which sometimes leads to a crooked neck. Maxwell gets his chance to be with Gavin too, on Rich's lap. He tries to be soft - but it usually is a little hit to the head followed by a heavy hand drag down the face. Max does like to give Gavin five on his little balled up hand. I think that is really cute when he does that.
Being confined to my room hasn't been as bad as I was thinking. The main reason being that when I get up I hurt, and so staying down is OK. Not much choice on my end. I was thinking I was healing well and on Friday night I thought I would venture a field trip down the stairs to eat dinner with the family and watch a movie. BAD IDEA!!! What was I thinking??? I paid for it for 2 days after. I won't be trying a stunt like that again until maybe next week. Is this how it is when you heal after all C-sections? Or maybe I'm just being a baby or am just the lucky one. I can finally sleep on my right side without too much discomfort. But getting in and out of that position is a chore - but well worth it - and I stay in the one position without moving until Gavin wakes me up. I didn't think I could sleep soley on my back for one more night.
My family have been so wonderful to me. Bringing me all my meals upstairs, doing laundry and taking care of the kitchen and cleaning my room constantly - somehow it has become grand central station and everyone is hanging out in here with me. Maybe that means the rest of the house is staying clean. That I would like to see...
One week down and the rest of our lives to go.