Happy One Month, John!

It seems impossible that John is a month old today... He had his one month check up today, in fact. He now weighs 10 pounds, 4 ounces. He's in the 75th percentile for both height and weight. He had a great check up. But next week he's having an ultrasound on his hips. Apparently, it's standard for breech babies. They check to see if the hip socket is loose, which can happen because of their position in the womb. If it is, he'll need a harness for a few months. We're praying he won't need the harness.

John's 1 month picture

Noah's 1 month picture

Whenever the camera appears, Noah wants his picture taken...

I think we're starting to adjust. Noah is definitely adjusting. He's still having trouble being obedient. He's figured out he can get away with stuff when I'm nursing John. I'm not really sure what to do about that... Any ideas? (Yelling and making idol threats doesn't count.)

John is a good eater and sleeper. It seems during the day he would sleep for a rather long time if I didn't wake him. But, I try to wake him so that he eats every 3 hours during the day.

Noah always asks where John is if we come out without him. He wants to hold him all the time too. He thinks he's big enough to pick him up...

We're dying for some nice weather. Noah needs to get out and burn some energy... We've had a few nice days, but it's still really wet. I'm certainly ready for spring!

You Never Know What He'll Say (or Do)

I nearly forgot the funniest thing Noah said this week...

I went to get him up from his nap one day. He said to me, "Did you eat a Thin Mint?" I asked why he thought that. He sniffed great big and said, "I can smell it."

Another Snapshot

While we were still at the hospital when John was born, Noah was very off his schedule. He had late naps and late bedtimes because he was visiting us. Noah never falls asleep anymore unless he's in his bed... He was very tired.

Settling in at home.

Feeding the babies.

When John had his first doctors appointment, my mom dropped John and I off and took Noah to Trader Joe's so he could do some shopping.

There's always room on mommy's lap.

Golfing at the Hair Saloon while daddy gets a haircut.

The weekend after we came home from the hospital, we took Noah to the park. It was sort of warmish. He mostly just wandered around watching the other kids. (There were 896 kids there. I thought it would be crowded, but not that crowded.)


Yesterday, Noah woke up really early and was sick. Poor little guy...

Watching a movie with the thermometer.

Tuckered out from being sick and up so early.

Eating some toast on the couch.

You Never Know What He'll Say (or Do)

This morning, Noah was sitting in his highchair eating breakfast. Greg was on the computer. Noah said, "Daddy, you need a spanking." We asked him why. He said, "Because you touched the computer."

Greg and Noah were out running errands. They saw a dead squirrel on the road. Greg said, "Ewe!" Noah piped in and said "He has a bad bonker."

Noah randomly said to me this week, "Relax, mommy."

Greg and Noah were playing hide and seek. Greg was hiding. Noah was having a little trouble finding him, so Greg said, "Pssst." Noah answered (in a whisper), "Yeah."

Name That Baby

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And, just for kicks... Cover up the hair on this picture and who do you have?

Our New Life in a Snapshot

Waiting to go home



Oops!

Sharing Froggy

Holding Baby John

Having blue Gatorade

Matching Shirts

This is what happens when daddy does the dressing.

Noah with Julie and the fabulous cookies she made.

How did all this fit inside me???

Elvis

Playing Outside

You Never Know What He'll Say (or Do)

My mom was bringing Noah to the hospital to visit when John was born. On the way, Noah announced he had a board meeting tonight. On the way home, he said "turn right on Manchester."

Another time on the way home from the hospital, my mom said they would take the short cut. They got turned around. Noah kept asking, "Is this the cutter way, MiMi?"

Last Sunday morning, I called Noah to tell him good morning when we got up. The first thing he said was "Can we come see you next, mommy?" (It kind of broke my heart a little bit...)

Noah got in trouble for standing in his high chair. I went to get him out of his time out and was talking to him about why he was in trouble. He said "it's dangerous."

I was giving my mom our address. Once I said the street address, Noah pipped in with the city and zip code.

I was feeding John. Noah asked if I was going to feed him on the other tummy.