7 Weeks

Sweet Isaac is 7 weeks old today. That is very hard for me to fathom. He is quickly changing from newborn to baby.

He is sleeping well - about 8:30 at night to about 5:00 a.m. and then he goes back to sleep until 7:30 or 8:00 before his day really starts. I'll take that!

He is by far our fattest baby. Alana wasn't extremely fat, but very healthy-looking. Peter has always been on the skinny side - and probably always will be. Isaac is our little chubs. He is in a size 2 diaper and wearing 3-6 month clothes.

This little boy LOVES his baby brother. I was fully prepared for Peter to have a hard time with the adjustment of a new baby - partly because it would be very typical for his age and partly because he's always had a lot of attention because of everything he's been through.


I was wrong though. Peter has loved Isaac from the very first moment he met him. He's always smothering Isaac with kisses. They seem kind of rough and slobbery to me, but Isaac doesn't seem to mind.

We've been giving the boys a bath together for a couple of weeks now and they both love it. Tonight, Tom was rubbing some gunk out of Isaac's eye while they were both in the tub and Isaac cried about it. His cry has started to change from the newborn, baby-kitten cry to a more hearty baby cry. Well, Peter got VERY upset! He cried and cried big crocodile tears for a long time and we finally had to distract him with a cookie. He couldn't stand poor Isaac crying. That broken/repaired heart of his is a very tender one!

Fruits of Our Labor

It is miserably hot here, the same as the rest of the country it appears. So, it was probably not the best of days to put up 14 quarts of homemade marinara as well as 4 pints of homemade salsa. However, when the tomatoes are ready, they are ready. We planted a big garden last year and learned from that experience that the only vegetable we really want to grow each year is tomatoes. The rest of it was too much work for not enough dividend. We thoroughly enjoyed the tomatoes though, because we love homemade marinara and homemade salsa. We got so spoiled throughout the year that we could hardly eat store-bought. With my pregnancy and Isaac's arrival, we never got around to planting tomatoes. However, our neighbor came to our rescue. He has 3 bushes FULL of them and he gave to us generously. We are so grateful!

This was my project while Tom cooked. Cooking is NOT my strength, so I'm usually the support staff. When Tom didn't need me, I organized the pantry. It hadn't been done in years. I was quite proud of my accomplishment.

The kitchen was a mess all day, but it was so worth it. I tell Tom he is my summer chef. When he's home, we get things like homemade marinara, salsa, black and white cookies, General Tso chicken, etc. In a few weeks when Tom goes back to school, we'll be back to hamburger helper.

I love seeing all those jars all lined up. Very satisfying



Makes me feel like the Waltons:)

Mr. Smiley Face

I finally caught some of Isaac's smiles on camera.

So cute!

6 Weeks

This 6-week-old little sweetie slept 7 and half hours last night! Yay! We are so excited and hoping it's a trend.

Isaac has been smiling a lot lately, but it's tricky to catch it for a picture. I'll get one at some point. He was especially smiley this morning during his feeding. I told him that's why he needs to keep this up - you feel better when you sleep longer:)

Going to Church

We had a weird morning yesterday getting ready for church and were a little early, so I had time to get a few pics before we left. I doubt that will happen again anytime soon.

Happy Monday!

Scripture Memory - July 15

I can hardly believe it's time for our next verse already. Time is a flying.......

She makes bed coverings for herself; her clothing is fine linen and purple. - Proverbs 31:22 (ESV)

Have a good weekend!

Kelli

Babies and Birds

I took Isaac to the Dr. today for his one month appointment and he weighs 10 lbs., 5 oz. and is 22 and 1/4 in. He is in the 76th percentile for growth in all areas. Wow! Hard to believe.

On another note.....

After dinner, Alana and Peter were playing in the backyard and found this.

A baby mockingbird that had been pushed out of the nest. It was completely pitiful, with it's little mouth open, desperate for some food.

Tom went and got the ladder and a garden tool and picked up the bird and put it back. He isn't confident that it will stay however, because the nest was crowded and this was the runt. So sad.

I had to go in and pick up my little baby after seeing that. He was hungry too with his little mouth wide open.