What are Little Boys Made Out Of?

Snips and Snails and Puppy Dog's Tails.


And snails.

Lots of snails. We did a bunch of yard work Saturday. After the excessive rain we've had recently, there were snails everywhere. I would just throw them onto the lawn; Wombles would slide down the slide, pick them up, and put them in his pocket.

Later, when he came in, J sent him back outside to empty his pocket. Hence the carnage above.



Oh, and the pet worm had to be left outside, too.


Which is better than what had happened on Friday, when Wombles brought his worm and snail into the house and turned them loose. Fortunately, they aren't very fast. Also, (here's a handy tip) you can always follow the shiny snail-trail across the carpet and--voilà!--there's the snail at the end!

Don't say this blog isn't educational.

Baby Dolls

I turn my back for one minute...


Nice that "Lydia" lent Nutmeg her hat.

Happy Saturday!
H

Day to Celebrate!

OK, We had another real birthday to celebrate yesterday. I got a precious phone call last night announcing the birth of my new little niece. We are thrilled and over-the-moon.

Bud brought back his "screech of excitement," which he invented for Wombles' trip home from the hospital birth experience. As he was already in bed, he just kept it up to his heart's content--Wombles was asleep and he wasn't shattering anyone's eardrums.

Finally I grabbed the video camera. I caught the last shriek, and then recorded him flailing his arms and legs against his bed. He stopped long enough to explain, "Mom, I'm having a temper tantrum of JOY!!"

Pixie has already written "S's arrival" on the 20th of March on our calendar. She ran for the Sharpie right away.

She's pretty glad they don't share a birthday. Which is weird--I thought birthday twins would be fun. She's super excited, though.

Wombles is looking at pictures of S. (don't have a nickname yet!) and is figuring it out..."Is Baby B and S. the SAME?!?"

As for me, after crying over the phone call and constantly checking the computer for any new photos, I was just rewarded with a video of little S. So precious. Sticking her tongue in and out and waving her precious baby arm. My brother whispering and smiling. I can't stop watching it.

I can't share it, 'cause it's not mine, so I'll share a different video. It may look like Nutmeg is excited by her play gym, but I'm sure it's really all about Baby S.

We can't wait to meet her!

Happy Birthday, Pixie!

Happy Birthday To You...



Happy Birthday To You...



Happy Birthday, Dear Pixie...




Happy Birthday To You!



Many Happy Returns of the Day of thy Birth
May Sunshine and Gladness Be Given
And May Our Dear Savior Prepare You on Earth
For a Glorious Birthday in Heaven!

We love you, Pixie!!

Smiles!

Sometimes a little context for those still photos of smiles can be helpful. Here's a peek!

Sisters

I am so, so blessed to have a sister.

She's awesome. This post isn't about her...but I love you, NBG!

While we were waiting to find out whether Cuatro was a girl or a boy, we knew we would be excited and thrilled either way.



I would be thrilled with a son OR a daughter. But I also wished Pixie would be able to have a sister. See "I am so, so blessed to have a sister", above. Our relationship is so precious to me, and I really wanted Pixie to get to have the same sort of delight.

You know, the "I'll dress you up like a baby doll" delight, and the "I'll make you clean my room before you can play with my stuffed animals" delight, and the "Let's lounge by a pool in Vegas" delight. You know.


If you have one, you probably know what I mean. Or maybe you have a friend who is like a sister. Whether by blood or bond, everyone needs one.


This is Lucia.

She was my back-up to be Pixie's sister, should a biological one not come. But Lucia already has a sister of her own.

I am so thrilled that Pixie and Nutmeg get to have each other. Cheers and Thanks and Praise for a lifetime of sweetness, scheming and squabbles. And sweetness. And schemes. And dreams.



And, eventually, smooching each other's babies! Whoo-hoo!!

2 month pictures

It's that time again--the great Onesie Comparison of 2011 is underway, with its second installment.

It's mainly to entertain myself. I love looking at old photos! Especially as I haven't printed up hard copies in, oh, about 7 years.

This month I'm finding that Nutmeg looks more like a Baby Wombles than I would have thought possible without seeing the photos.

Also, this month's Nutmeg pictures were taken on Sunday a week ago, when she turned two months old; however, she was still in the throes of RSV and her facial expression--totally glazed--is the same in every single shot.


Here's Wombles:


And, finally, Bud--who wore a suspicious or "spooked" expression on his face almost constantly for those first few months.


We didn't have a digital camera yet when Pixie was 2 months old. I'm not trying to leave her out. Also, I didn't take onesie shots back then.

What do you think? Family resemblance? Do you agree that Wombles is making a claim, or is it still, "Hello, Bud"?

Happy Monday,
H