Friday, March 16, 2012
Thursday, March 15, 2012
eleanor turns 7
But I am sorry to say that I am not here to post long overdue James pictures. I am here to turn some of the spotlight on to another kiddo who had a birthday just four short days after James was born. I must confess, I was worried about this. I fretted the whole pregnancy that these two would have to share a special day (when I wasn't fretting about James being born on Leap Day.) Luckily we dodged that bullet by a narrow margin, but I really wanted Eleanor's birthday to be special this year and not to be too overshadowed by Jamie's arrival.
Eleanor has grown up a lot in the last year. While she still suffers a little from almost-perfect-but-not-quite syndrome, she has handled the arrival of her new brother with only excitement and pure adoration. So we tried superhard to make her birthday special - we put up streamers, made a special breakfast, blew up balloons...all the bells and whistles.
Since Jared was already going to be home, he decided to surprise her by showing up at her cafeteria for lunch...with a Happy Meal. And since I was in no shape to bake a cake, we let her pick whatever kind of store bought cake her heart desired... a Dairy Queen ice cream cake, as it turns out. That, plus the requested mac and cheese with hot dogs for dinner, made for a complete evening. She loved her gifts, felt showered with attention, and went to bed a happy girl. And Jared and I breathed a huge sigh of relief.
She had her gymnastics class on her birthday. I know this is just a fanny shot, but I had to put in how much she loves it. Those are her new birthday spanky shorts!
Opening her gift from Eve. Do you love how it is wrapped in Costco toilet paper packaging?
With her hand-picked DQ cake. They even dotted the "i" in "Birthday" with a heart. I like those guys.
Eleanor, you are one sweet girl. Always so responsible, you seem so grown up for seven. You take such good care of Sam - I heard you helping him get undressed for his bath last night while I was nursing James - and I know you will do the same for your newest little brother. They are lucky to have you for a little mommy and Eve is lucky to have you for a friend. Thank you for always being our little ray of sunshine - your middle name was aptly chosen because you bring our family so much joy each and every day.
Love you, sweet Eleanor Joy!
Saturday, March 3, 2012
introducing james kenneth
Despite an unexpected c-section and a gradual recovery (and a fridge that died the day we got home from the hospital and a child with an ear infection....deep breath!), I have never really felt happier in my life. I can look around me now and know that my whole family - all my sweet children - are here with me. I have the most giving, selfless husband and the world's most wonderful kids. What else could I ask for?
Thursday, February 23, 2012
dear james

Dear James,
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
happy valentine's day
I promise I didn't pressure my kids into these hipster, Pinterest-ripped-off valentines. They just thought the "I mustache you a question" gag was too funny to pass up. Which it kind of is...just try saying it out loud! It's hilarious!
We found the fun printable on this site (thanks, free printables!) and ordered our mustache molds from ebay. Eve wanted to customize hers to say something else:
Friday, February 10, 2012
sock monkeys and other stuff
My living room is now stacked full of adorable things for the little guy. Especially this item:
Sam kindly modeled it on his huge head for me.
My friend's baby has the same hat and I have long adored it. So she found a lady in town who could knit a replica for our guy. So thoughtful, right? I can't wait to have a huge, baldy head to fit this cozy little hat on to.
I also loved the two friends that got together and made me about 8 different freezer meals to have on hand after the baby comes. And - even more amazing - they made me a gallon ziplock bag full of mix for the Cake Mix Pancakes that I have been dreaming about! I kind of wanted to cry when I saw it...but then I remembered grownups don't usually cry over pancakes. Not in public, anyway.
Later that afternoon, I was treated to a pedicure at a local spa. My first ever! I felt like a movie star...especially when I closed my eyes and couldn't see my sweat pants or my belly. The 19 year old cutie who did my toes really tried to entice me with her many glittery options. I was sorely tempted, I tell you. After all, I am blond and easily distracted by shiny things. But I went with some sensible french tips instead and now love gazing at my feet. Which have remarkably not swollen yet! Knock on wood.
Now that there is a mound of baby things in my living room, I really need to do something about our closet/bedroom situation and figure out where this little guy's HQ will be. Mostly, he will be a roamer for the first little while, snuggling in his car seat or pack and play where ever we happen to set it up - our room or the guest room. And when he starts sleeping decently, we will set up the real crib in Sam's room and the brothers can hang together. But in the meantime...where do I put his clothes? Do you know I have less than 3 weeks to figure this out?!
I'm still waiting for that famous nesting instinct to kick in, but I just may need to force it at this rate. I have a suspicion that carbs and nesting may be very related.
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
victorious!
In the meantime, some pics of our Saturday activities from the past few weeks. Mostly just a good excuse to show some random pictures of the kids - they are pretty fun, those kiddos:
We went to a neighboring town's Chinese New Year parade last Saturday. This is Eleanor about to enter the Chinese dragon bounce house. I just love her intense game face - this bounce house is serious business.
Jared and Sam were invited to go with friends to a monster truck show a few weekends ago. This is not exactly Jared's first choice in weekend activities - he told Sam they were attending it ironically - but they had a really good time. As evidenced by Sam's manly facial expression here. And Jared's gushing about the motorcycle tricks. They came home reeking of exhaust fumes.

