This week saw our sweet girl head off excitedly to her first week of Grade 1 – she was ok with getting a picture until her brothers came and cramped her style. The worst, amiright?
And just when I thought we’d had enough to adjust to, this happened on a spur of the moment decision:
And, much more surprisingly, THIS!
Our little ball of happy energy turns into a crying-in-his-sleep harbinger of parental exhaustion at night for no apparent reason, so we’re hoping the less restricting confines of a full size bed will make him a better sleeper…and so far, so good!
They just keep right on growing though, don’t they? Even though we have a new baby, Theo is, in my mind, still my baby too, and I can’t quite get my mind around him as a full-on kid yet.
Like on Saturday when he launched himself down a concrete ramp on a rickety old ride-on bus while I saw it coming from where I was standing just out of reach. Yup, still my baby, hurtling to certain destruction. I told him not to do it, as I pointed out to him after. His shoulder matches his head, only less lumpy.
Good thing this guy is still a typical sleepy, floppy-necked two week old who can out-poop any 400 lb all-you-can-eat buffet frequenter.
Aaah, the drunken milk sleep of newness, completely undisturbable…
….except by camera flash. Just look at those indignant chins.
We’re cultivating those chins for all we’re worth.
Absolutely adorable, too cute for words. Lovin’ the indignant chins shot.
TOO CUTE. Thanks for sharing!
Love the pictures :) Gemma looks so excited. I must say I was thinking Theo’s sleeping might improve with a big bed but was afraid to suggest it since, if it didn’t, it might make things worse and then I would feel bad. Hope it lasts :) As for the picture of the baby, he sure looks like he would be snoring :)