Gavin Weight Check

Not all that interesting, but I want to be able to remember things:

Today at 13 days, Gavin weighed in at 9lb 4 oz at the ped office.  That is 7 oz past his birth weight!

Ianism

In the car, Chase was being especially talkative.  Which really means he was yelling, "Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya...!"  without pause.

Ian yells from the back of the van, "Mo-om!  All I want is a piece of quiet!"

We all do, baby.  We all do.

Chasecapades

Nursing Gavin so far has been really easy'  The hard part is keeping Chase out of trouble while i do it.  Today he discovered that he can push his little chair around the kitchen to reach things he isn't supposed to.  Good thing he isn't strong enough to actually turn the door handle...

Chase reads his favorite book, Knick Knack Paddywack.

Gavin gets lots of kisses.

All my boys :)

Bryan doing the housecleaning!  Whenever I vacuum, this is what it looks like, too.  Both Chase and Ian have to have their own vacuums and help me get the job done.

1st Photo Shoot Attempt (with titles)

Baby crying, middle child thinks about pulling hair.

Chase takes delight in handful of curls.

Sweet nose-kiss.

Razor nose-pull.

Chase as Gene Simmons, Baby punches eldest.

Bright eyes :)

Field Trip

Today marks a milestone:

I took all three kids to run errands with me.  We made it to the dry cleaners and to Target.

Highlights:

*Ian declaring that he was soooooooooo thirsty and demanding that we stop for a slushy before we even left the neighborhood.

*Chase pulling out 4 handfuls of Ian's hair while they sat next to each other in the GIANT Target cart.

*Gavin slept the entire time we were out, except for when I nursed him in the car before braving the store.

*How cute the boys looked all tucked into the cart (before the hair pulling incident)

*The perfect awesome baby things I got for my friend Angelle, who is having her first boy in November.

*The big scratch that I put into the side of the van when the cart rolled away while I was trying to finagle Chase and Gavin into the car.

*My feeling of sheer and total accomplishment when we got home without too much damage.

Boom Boom POW

Happy 4th, everyone!

We celebrated here with a pool party and hot dogs on the grill with our wonderful neighbors (Hi Larsens!) and Papa and Gaga.  Later, the boys (really, the dads) set off a bunch of fireworks in a not-so-safe fashion.  Ahem- that would especially be my husband, who was actually aiming them at Brandon (the other dad).

The evening's highlights:  1- Porter (who is 3) getting the first bee sting (besides Bryan) from our hives.  2- The Mason jar explosion that occurred when someone put 120 lit sparklers inside of it.

Chase and Gavin pretty much missed all the fireworks, which I kind of feel bad about (Chase, mostly) but in reality, he would probably be scared and sign "all done" the entire time.  Also, we started them like 2 hours past his bedtime and the child really needs his sleep.  Next year, perhaps. 

No photos.  I sucked this holiday up this year...no matching t-shirts or anything...!

Week One

My mom pointed out that it has been 5 days since my last post.  Thanks, Ma.

So, this is what we've been up to:

Monday- no idea.  Can't remember.  Very little sleep that night.

Tuesday- Can't remember that either.  Pretty sure Bryan and I watched a bunch of season one True Bloods at night.  Again, very little sleep.

Wednesday- Hmmm.  ?  I think I took Ian and Chase to the library while Bryan stayed at home with sleeping Gavin so he could get some work done.  Ian played on the computer there, and Chase ran through the aisles wildly.  Less sleep at night.

Thursday- Haven't a clue what happened in the morning.  Bryan watched the boys, I think Chase had therapy...?  I slept until 9:30 because Gavin has decided that the optimal hours for sleeping are between 6am and 9am.  We took the whole family out to dinner (Olive Garden- where Ian ate most of my seafood pomodoro- is that what it's called?)  and then to the mall so that the boys could run around on the play place.  We had ice cream afterwards :)  Chase makes quite the mess with his ice cream cone because he signs 'ice cream' in between each bite, licking his hand every time.  Not a lot of sleep again.

Friday- The best day of all.  A friend from my women's group at church is a massage therapist and called to offer me a complimentary post-partum massage.  After thinking it over (not) I told her we would be ready by noon.  She gave me an awesome massage, then one for Bryan, too.  Ian even got up on the table and was rubbed down.  Now we are totally useless and noodle-ly, and camped out in the living room watching more True Bloods.

Overall, I cannot complain a bit.  Yeah, the sleep thing is hard, but Bryan has continued to give me a couple extra hours every morning.  The boys are settling down, Ian is not quite as wild as he was earlier this week, and Chasey is still being relatively gentle with Gavin.  Speaking of the baby...he is continuing to be totally laid back and wonderful.  Aside from the whole nocturnal thing.