|They are closing their eyes on purpose...little stinkers!|
Isaac's favorite things:
He will often sneak away into his bedroom or an unoccupied room of the house and play quietly with his trains or lie lost in thought on the bottom bunk. If things get too intense in an episode of Little Einstein's or Josette is crying, etc he will quietly cover his ears.
-Milk, milk, and more milk.
-Giggling to himself about who knows what.
-Snuggling with mama, or daddy, "bear" and blanket.
"come on mama! Let's do this thing!"
"3, 2, 1, blast off!"
"I need some loves."
He is destructive in an age appropriate kind of way. It's kind of methodical destruction. Rather than smashing or throwing things he will take them down, play with them, sit on them, pull them apart with his feet, until they are as destroyed as they would have been if launched across the room.
I shoot for 12 hugs a day for this little buddy. He is pretty easy going and doesn't demand much so I try to make sure he isn't getting middle childed. It's inevitable sometimes, but he makes his voice heard when he needs to and he is so darn cute it's hard to forget about him for too long. :)
One of the nursery leaders was completely blown away when he politely said, "scuse me" when he needed to squeeze by her.
For the most part he is happiest when left to his own devices. He is tender hearted with a little bit of spice for good measure.
James is fierce! We talk often about all his "good energy!" He is learning how to direct it in productive ways. He is so good at challenging the system to make something better, persistently moving toward his goals, negotiating terms, working hard, and making plans. He is my awesome helper and strong lover. He is the one I'm most likely to need a break from at the end of the day, but when I'm in a good place we do really well together. He knows he is loved, and has pushed the boundaries enough to be confident they hold. I predict our challenges will change as he grows, but I am so grateful he is my first born. He will be an example and leader like no other to our younger children and keep me on my toes. I love this picture of him in my aunt and uncles backyard. He is in his element, outside where the world is big enough to challenge him.
Josettey baby! You have stolen our hearts. Even Isaac has warmed up. This is the best baby phase of all. She can't get into anything, but has enough head control and finger grasping to keep her entertained. She is all smiles and slowly learning to fall asleep more quickly. There for a while I felt like I spent half my day teaching her how to fall asleep. She can't stand baths or car rides. Rocking chairs are only moderately successful. Her happy place is upright, face into my chest, paci in, bum supported, bouncing. Bouncing until my knees start making weird popping sounds. She has started to show a fondness for her little lamb, so she may end up with a lovey animal like Isaac, but who knows. I think she could probably go either way on finger/thumb sucking or pacifier and I think I'm leaning toward the pacifier with the hope we can wean early this time.
The rest is just pictures. Simple times. Simple life. So much love.
In preparation for another Washington winter I bought the boys rain suits (pictured above and below.) Last year they would go outside in spite of the cold and rain and come in soaked only to beg to go back outside once they were warmed up and dry. No more. This year they are all suited up and ready for mud.
|He thought photobombing Josette's photoshoot was down right hilarious|
|Helping make pizza!|
|commiseration while sick|
|James' first sewing project. It's a "bag"|