Little baby had his two week appointment and is up to 7 pounds 11 ounces. Not too much growth for a little baby who eats as much as he does. The Dr. isn't very concerned seeing as how he was born nearly a month premature. He said he would catchup soon enough. Other than that it was a perfect visit.
School started and everyone except the babies is happy with their classes. The boys are in preschool for another year, but as we were walking down the halls of the elementary they were taller than most of the 1st graders.
Munch's regular season starts today, she is thrilled to be playing 1st doubles on the JV team. Of course with the US Open happening right now there is a great deal of tennis on here at the house with all these tennis players. I'm thinking I might have to take up the sport someday.
Brick first tooth finally cut through. He's been miserable, poor little guy.
When my husband started writing and visiting a prisoner at the State Penitentiary I worried. I had definite prejudices about prisoners and keeping them in prison. Of course I soon discovered that not everyone in prison should be there. As our friend Solomon has shown and proven,in a court of law, there are many people wrongfully imprisoned. It is these people that need to be heard.
Some days are just so exhausting. Today has been one of those days.
This picture was taken a couple of months ago while we were on vacation. Tank had just finished a chocolate Popsicle (evidenced by his shirt) and was so exhausted! With a cabin full of beds, he chose the most uncomfortable edge of the laundry basket. I don't even think his head was being supported.
Our big surprise was born a few days ago and we are thrilled. I'm sure some of you are rolling your eyes or gasping in horror, but it works for us (8 children (4 girls, 4 boys; 4 bioligical, 4 adopted). We know we are peculiar and we are okay with that. We are happy. (The two babies are only 9 months apart... the next few months shoud be very interesting around here.)
The boys were so gentle with him. They just held him and held him. Commenting on all his little parts and how cute he was. Oh... and the kisses, they nearly enveloped his tiny face. These big tough boys would like to wrestle each other until someone cries, so tender with their new little brother. It was very sweet.
I cry when I hold him: cry because I get to hold him and snuggle him; cry because I know his birth mother is hurting right now and I kiss him a little longer. I thought it would get easier, but it doesn't. Our lives are forever changed because of her and our son... words can not describe.
He is such a beautiful baby. His pigment is coming in quickly, he still as a ways to go after looking at the photos with the boys. The girls are worried that he won't have curly hair, but that will come to. He is such a little bundle of love!
she made the High school tennis team.... as a freshman. We are so excited.
She has only been playing tennis for 3 years (she says the first one doesn't really count). She has only been playing matches this last month and mostly doubles. Tryouts were singles... she was stressed, but she did it!!!
Of course I think she is amazing. I'm her mother. But she can only see out of one eye, so she has no depth perception... which makes this even more amazing to me.