Friday, April 20, 2012

3 Months of Henry

You're showing off a little leg there, my boy. You and all your pudgy sweet self!  Gimme some sugar.

I am so proud of Henry.  At 15 weeks, he is finally sleeping through the night consistently.  In fact, one morning I woke up and realized that was the first time I knew anything since going to sleep the night before.  It's been a long time since that's happened.  (Even during my pregnancy, I couldn't make it through the night without waking up to go to the little girl's room.)  I wish I could say he did it all by himself, but I had to give him a little nudge in the right direction and ignore his habit of waking up halfway through the night for a snack.  It took less than 20 minutes of whimpering at 4 am the first night of my mama protest.  I had failed to communicate my plans with Jason, and he kicked at me to let me know Henry was awake.  Light sleeper that I am, and grumpy when woken up, I may have snarled back. 

The next night, Henry whimpered once or twice.  The next night he groused for 10-15 minutes.  Every night since then has been one little cry or nothing at all, and it's lasted for a week.  Thank you, God!!!  Now if I could just make myself go to bed earlier...

Monday, April 16, 2012

Easter Weekend at a Glance

Over Easter, our family met up with my parents and siblings in the Smokey Mountains.  We kids had put this surprise together a long time ago for my parents, who both turned 60 last year.  We gave them clues to the vacation at both of their birthdays, Christmas and on their anniversary in January.  It was a wonderful way to honor and celebrate them.  Here are a few of my favorite snapshots of our weekend in Townsend, Tennessee.  

These girlies were ready for bed before we ate supper.  All of the kids were excited to share the bunk bed in the basement.

Henry meets Uncle Lyndon.
 The pause for prayer before meal time. 
Luca!  What a great kid.  I wish I would have gotten a picture of her with her pajamas on backwards.  Her mama knows how to keep her from taking them off!

Terror in the dark, slippery cave.  OK, only my terror!  I was afraid one of the kids would slip and fall to death or dismemberment.  Here we were throwing coins into a wishing well, and it was safe to release my death grip on the railing in order to use the camera.

But doesn't it look just a little creepy? Cool, but creepy.

It took Jack a few days to warm up to cousins he doesn't see very often.  By Sunday morning, he was inviting them into his inner sanctum to play with his tractors.

Three little princesses.

Well, hello there, Handsome!!

Grandpa loving on his grandbabies.  

The girls.  We missed you, Sarah!

My Mommy!

Mom and Dad.

Jack minding his own personal space before church.
Sweet little Deacon.

The Easter egg hunt in Cade's Cove.  Who gets to do THAT?!  How incredible!

Me and my honey.
And the grandkids getting their surprises from Grandpa and Grandma--Easter candy!!  Who doesn't smile for Easter candy?

Thursday, April 12, 2012

Crocheted Baby Hat Fail

Really, Mom?  Really? 

Are you that ashamed of my head?

Then I'm hanging with Uncle Kevin.

Can someone bring me a tie?

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Happy Easter

I couldn't post my Easter greetings on the actual day, since I was tucked away in a cabin in the Smokies, unplugged from the electronic world and surrounded by family--parents, brothers, sisters-in-law, nieces and nephews--and having a wonderful, relaxing time of it, although I did fear for the lives of my children while we toured a dark and slippery cave.

Here's a recurring theme:  when our family takes a vacation, I don't realize how badly we need it until it's almost time to pack up and come home.  Right now, the last load of laundry is in the washer, but my heart is still watching the sunrise in Tennessee.  The kids are low-key today too, which is such an undeniable blessing.  Owen ran through the house in his underwear, looking for his uniform.  Helen spent a good twenty minutes quietly fussing at her footwear to feel right, and in between adjustments of her socks, she played with a comb.  Jack played alone in and around the farm's semi parked outside (with permission.)  Henry napped and is napping.

Busy day or lazy day, may you experience the power of Christ's resurrection in your lives!  That is the reminder of Easter--the hope of real and glorious new life in spite of our circumstances.

Monday, April 2, 2012

Miles of Smiles

What we're up to lately:  seeing who can get the biggest and best Henry smile.  Cooing is bonus, and worthy of a loud, immediate report to mama.  "HENRY COOED!!!!!!  HENRY COOED AT ME!!!!!!!!"  Yes, it breaks my "Yelling is Unnecessary" rule.

 I've taken to calling this sweet baby "Hen."  Jason is appalled.  But mamas need to have lovey nicknames for their kids, don'tcha think?
Hen and I have intriguing conversations late at night, and by intriguing, I mean I mostly talk and he mostly listens.  Love this squeezy baby!