she had a beaver

true story. and that's not a typo. she's demonstrating her temperature taking abilities quite well, yes?

little brother

 

Just a little bit loved.

another toothless wonder

just a sunday picnic

But a picnic in our yard. Yep that's our yard. Pretty rockin, huh?

3(ish) months

Had a check up this week. 15 and a half pounds! He's 90th for weight, 70th for height and 97th for his head.
So he's a chunk with a big head. He's very happy and easy. Sleeping through the night and loves his mobile and bouncer.

the handsome men in my life

move on over

 

So we moved. Again. Yes, we moved twice in 6 months. And yes, I was pregnant and then had a newborn. And yes, one of those moves happened to be on December 23. See what I mean about our choices? Are we crazy? Maybe. But in our defense, the move here to take a new job was a very, very beneficial one. And moving again had to do with our lemon of a rental house. Everything was breaking on it and we had a landord that didn't exactly seem to care. I don't know about you, but I'd rather not have my walls and ceiling come down from  a roof leak. And I suspect you too might be alarmed to plug your iron in the dining room outlet and have sparks come shooting out an entirely different outlet in a whole other room. Said landlords solution to said problem:buy a new iron and throw up some drywall compound. Just paint over those scorch marks and never mind that the compound just stays wet. Sooooo. Yeah. We just happened to find a lovely farmhouse on two acres rented out by a wonderful people. And did I mention it's surrounded by horse farms?  Of course we moved on Christmas Eve Eve. So anyway, this is how the girls entertained themselves on moving day. It was and still continues to be madness but at least we feel safe in our new lovely space.

Why yes, yes I am.

Or rather, I was. Things seem to have mellowed. He's sleeping all night and so am I. I still have way too many things I'm trying to juggle. But you are not supposed to complain about the choices you voluntarily make, right? And having Nate take a job that he works 10 hours a day with a 40 minute commute was a choice we made and moving again with a newborn was a choice we made and so was homeschooling the girls. The only thing I regret about all of it is not being able to just sit and gaze at his awesomeness all day long. Thanks Auntie K for the onsie, I needed the laugh!

Out.

This little man loves to be outside.  He'll stretch his face towards the sun and smile at the wind.

Ah, the power of Fletcher.

Love that they clamor over the job of reading to the baby. Now if I could just convince Evie that he needs to learn his math facts.

mama chicken

Juju and the famed mama chicken. Mama chicken lives across the road but she doesn't ever cross it. Pity.

random shot that makes my heart trip

She look so sweet and non-devious....

ho ho ho hat

Just some Christmas fun. That bottom L might be the closest I'll come to catching her squinty eyed funny girl look. The one that she does on purpose when she's being silly and wants to make me laugh. I love that look so much.

cookies!

My two "cooker" girls. Evie would much rather play during the work and then just eat the goods later. Those are peppermint oreo truffles .... mmmm, one of my new favorite holiday cookies. Thanks to my sis in law (who first intorduced em) for those extra pounds !
Don't you just love those serious faces and those little toddler hands so studiously rolling!

dec 17 - smiles are starting

But he's got his cheeks ready and waiting for those big grins.

making it pretty

the great tree disaster

We try and wait to put up our tree so it's closer to actual Christmas and so we properly celebrate the Thanksgiving and Advent seasons.  It's so hard on the littles that are absolutely bursting full of Christmas wants though. Rosie was especially bad this year, she was literally bouncing up and down with Christmas joy several times during the season. This year was hard - new place, new baby and one tired, overwhelmed, exhausted Mama. So we made our bucket list and I crossed my fingers that I could make it happen. She talked about THE TREE constantly and asked 3, 547 times a day when we were going to go get it. All I can say about getting the tree is that we did it... the tree farm was an overpriced joke - do you see how bare it was? All they had were those trees that won't hold heavy ornaments but we did happen to find this one sort of scratchy pine that the girls loved but had Nate and I laughing. And did I mention Fletcher was screaming the entire time which made me completely frazzled because he does not do that. Or how about that the only place to park was right in front of where the workers were so I couldn't nurse him in peace. Oh, sit the ground?  This was the first sunny day in forever, it was a squishy wet mess out there. And the kicker? Paying for our scrawny, patchy tree (seriously, the dudes working looked at it and said "we didn't know we had any saleable ones of these left") at the same time a tv crew was interviewing Mr. Tree Farmer.... while Juliana shreaked in pain  because we mistakenly thought putting some chapstick on her chapped lips would help. Not exactly the warm fuzzy memories we were hoping for but more than a little funny in retrospect.

Can I leave?

Another one that lights up when Daddy gets home. Sometime, could I maybe leave the kids so I can get that reception?

two months

And oh so loved.

Coming soon ...

... to a mail box near you. I can not believe I managed to get Christmas cards mailed out this year.  If you don't get one, please don't think we forgot you. Instead, just think about my horrible memory and lack of organizational skills, then forgive me and  send me an email with your address.