Thursday, April 21, 2011

Picture heavy!

little man!


Dear E, You must love football. Please, I beg you, do not hate football...xo mums







smilepants!
Life gets better everyday with E. Our little family couldn't be happier. He is such an awesome baby.

Sunday, April 10, 2011

Worst blogger ever.

That would be me. I have really neglected our blog. But it isn't because nothing has happened; we have just been super busy!!

E is growing like a weed! At his two month check up he weighed 11.5 pounds and was 23 inches long! He is full of smiles and giggles these days. He just loves hanging out with everyone. When you are holding him he starts leaning forward and wiggling until you move him toward whatever it is he wants! Tummy time is going well and he still rolls over almost immediately.

I have realized this past week just how lucky baby E (& us) are. There are so many people in our lives that love him and are just a minutes drive away. He has a huge extended family, those related by blood and those by bond. He is truly one blessed little guy. I think E has an old soul. He has these incredibly peaceful, wise and knowing looks. You can tell, even at 2.5 months, he bonds quickly and loves deeply, it is amazing. Most days you can find him just mellowed out with whoever is watching him (he definitely gets that from papa :)) I can't wait until he is a bit old (&much older, too) to see the bonds develop. I know he has someone in his life to teach him his manners, how to fish, to paint, to play hard, to love  unconditionally, to climb, to jump, to laugh. I know he will learn to be kind and caring, strong and gentle, intelligent and thoughtful from them. I know he will not lack in places to visit and see, the learn from these adventures and to grow from the stories he's told. They say that seeing the world through a child's eyes is one of the best things about being a parent, but seeing them through E's eyes, so far, is unbelievable.

We know how lucky we are with him. E's bad days barely register on the angry baby scale. His happiness is abundant. He fusses when he is wet or hungry or hasn't pooped in a few days (which is normal for breastfed babies. I did not know that. Thanks Google.) I keep waiting, but so far, he's a dream. I wont hold onto that though, I know someday he's going to turn into...a boy.

But for now, he's still our little guy. :)