Friday, April 6, 2012

Just for comparison's sake

You tell me which baby this is.





Thursday, April 5, 2012

Gil: 3 months!

It is impossible for me to believe that little Gil is already three months old- he looks less and less like an identical twin of baby Vake to me now.

At three months, Gil
  • weighs about 18 pounds (maybe a little less, I didn't have an official three month weight, so this is the inaccurate measurement of my bathroom scale). I will report tomorrow how long he is.
  • is in a Size 3 diaper
  • Wears a combo of 6, 9 and 12 (!) month clothing
  • sleeps through the night and takes (usually) two good naps during the day
  • is honestly the easiest baby- even easier than Vake. He only cries if tired or hungry
  • is giving us the most delicious smiles
  • has made no real attempt to roll over
  • loves his exersaucer

I am so happy about my two darling boys. Vake's transition has, gradually, become a little rockier. I think he finally knows the baby is not going back but is here to stay. NOT his favorite. AT ALL.

Here are pics from Gil's three month shoot.
http://www.dimplesandcheeks.photoreflect.com/store/thumbpage.aspx?e=8471023

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Black Tie!!!!



Vake, Eric and I went to a black tie party on Saturday night (gotta love Richmond, one of the last places in the world where people still regularly put on a tuxado). Look at how handsome everyone is!

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Topless Bicycle Jousting

Doesn't get much better than this. That is all.



Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Big and Little

One of the amazing gifts that Vake and Gil received from Anne's best friend Margaret and my friend Elizabeth (they're sisters) were big brother and little brother shirts. I am obsessed. And here's to hoping that they wear them this spring and then again in the fall. Crazy that Gil's fits him already.
I've gotten a fair number of questions about how Vake is doing with the transition. The short answer is that he's rocking it out. The more complicated answer is that I think he is making the adjustments that could be expected from any child.
He seems to still like Gil. About once every two or three days, he'll ask to hold the baby and then will say to him, "Hello, little one." He seems to like to kiss the baby from time to time. Mostly, though, the baby gets a benign neglect.
The biggest way that any insecurity has manifested is that he is CRAZY in love with G-mary. From my point of view, it would be hard to pick a better person to love, but he is obsessed with her.
We're getting there!

Monday, March 26, 2012

All Animals Great and Small

One of the things that I love about Vake's preschool is that it is affiliated with a Baptist church and there's definitely a religious teaching component to it. Reasonable minds can disagree, but I like that they are building a little bit of a faith component into the curriculum.

That said, today was a little bit of a challenge- the assignment was to dress as your favorite Bible character. Vake, when asked, originally said he wanted to be Jesus. Needless to say, I was a little overwhelmed (especially on my first day back at the office) by the concept of dressing my son like the Messiah for school.

So we were able, eventually, to settle on Noah.

Noah, of course, is responsible for two giraffes.
And here's some gratuitous Moose cuteness.

Look at these sweet boys!

Whew!!!! What another two weeks!

Ok. So just as I was getting better at blogging again, Gil gave me (this time not Eric so much) another scare. When he was so sick with the respiratory virus that put him in St. Mary's, I basically gave up on trying to give him bottles and just nursed him exclusively. Which was fine, until I realized that I had to go back to work.

So we started introducing bottles, and there was refusing and projectile vomiting. It scared me to death. I took him to the pediatrician and we wound up having a couple of tense days waiting for an ultrasound of the GI tract. Long story longer, he's totally fine, just a really really slow bottle eater.

I went back to work today. It was fine, albeit filled with a little "first day back at work" crazy. I DID get promoted! Yip! So now I am a supervisor. How crazy is that that I am someone's supervisor now?