Playtime in Mom's Room

Chubby Baby Bunny II
Woog spent some time rocking in Glen's chair.

And it was FUN!

Saturday While Dad was Away

Woog and I were cleaning up the kitchen, listening to Van Morrison when he was inspired to clambor atop his bus-bus backward and enjoy a delectible snack of goldies, puff puffs and yogurt bites. I appreciate his preferred method of chowing down so as not to dirty his chubby little digits.

Whoops...Woog spilled half the contents of his snack pack on the floor, the other half he promptly put inside the bus-bus seat, saving it for later.

Notice The Woog's shirt? It's his favorite- his "no, no dog-dog" shirt. But because Woog has become quite the heffer, his dog shirt has become more of a sausage casing. We'll have to retire it soon along with those pants.

Speaking of chubby, little Mama has plumped up nicely as well. She's growing so fast. Her tracking has expanded to nearly 4 feet and I swear she's smiling already. A good eater and sleeper, Ever is pretty easy. Although, she does have serious projectile puking abilities, hosing down everything within a 7 foot radius. Hooray.

Look at that belly! She looks like a new, over-stuffed pup or baby hippo after she eats. Cute, but dangerous...something is bound to pop...the game is to guess which end.

Woog and I got new summer shoes. His Crocs are green with frog faces on them, but I think he likes mine better.

Putting on shoes can be complicated. Walking in them is even harder! Woog was diligent though and soon was schelpping his way into the kichen with one giant blue Croc on his foot.

Smiling Because...

Ever's just polished off a two-boob tank...I think she needs an intervention.

A Family Photo...thanks Grandma

Our happy little(ish) family...

Babies Babies Babies

Can't get enough of these perfect little honeybees? We can't either...

This afternoon we had to run a few errands- on the trip home, Ever decided she'd had enough of the car, carseat and Classic Vinyl and let loose a mighy howl. Kovi, typically, wears a look of concern when his sister crys, but this time when I looked back at him he had both of his fingers rammed into his ears and was shooting Ever a deeply furrowed frown. I laughed the rest of the way home. He, however, did not. :)

A Symphony of Babies Crying

We're all ill...from Grandma to Tiny Baby. Sleep deprived and snotty, the household is full of all day pajama-wearing, hot tea slurping, blurry-eyed zombies. It wouldn't be SO bad if the adults in the house could catch a little sleep, but with two (perfect) babies and a potty-training puppy and three dogs with ADD, we're beat.
This week flew by... Ever had her first bath with Mom, her first trip to Costco, her first needle-free visit to the doctor. Kovi is perfecting his language skills. He says with awesome clarity, "No, No Dog-Dog Tur-tull," and calls to LuLu in a high-pitched tone, "Duuu-Luuuu." He's learning to say diaper and sister and outside.
Next week I start back to work part time. Ever will come with me and Woogis will stay with Big Daddy. My heart is already breaking... I will miss my chubby, wild-haired cheerio breath baby boy.

Woog doing "The Itsy Bitsy Spider"

"I don't even know."

Chubby boy cuddling with his equally chubby Mommy.

Food...food. Mongo hungry.

"Tummy tummy tummy, tummy all the time..."

The Past Couple of Days

Ever and Kovi had joint drs appts on Monday... my thinking, 2 hours of hellish tag-teaming beats 2 separate visits to the germy waiting room. Kovi was tired- the appt overlapped his naptime. Ever was hungry, but she's always hungry.
Both kids checked out well. The nurses passing by made comments like, "OH, you two have your hands full," and "OH, TWO babies," and "You've figured out what's causing this, right?" Um, yea...we got it now. We're pretty sure it won't happen again unless we want it to.

Kovi weighed in at 24.3 lbs (he's squishy now) and is 31" long. Ever weighed 7.10 lbs (only 2 oz shy of her birth weight- in fact, she packed on an ounce a day since her Wednesday appt because she was permanently attached to my nipple) and is 20.5" long. Dr. Bean told us that Kovi is advanced- we should expect that he'll learn to speak about one new word a week. The doctor also commented that he was one of the most well-behaved, easy going babies he'd ever had. **GLEE** Similarly, he was impressed with Ever's mobility and alertness. We are too...she already turns her head from one side to the other when on her tummy. (I was SHOCKED to see her do that!) She holds her head up for long periods of time and is trying to track.

Kovi did have 4 injections. The first two went well...he sorta made a frowny face at the nurse. The last two, however, hurt him pretty bad. He sprouted huge tears and sucked in a good bit of air, wailing with abandon. He shook with pain and looked at me for solice. I tried to soothe him, but he wouldn't be consoled until the nurse left the room. Upon leaving, he gave her a look as though to say, "You Suck."

We're grateful that the kids are doing so well, are so smart and, especially, happy.

The Kids

Little Squishy-Squishy

Auntie-a came by with the kids for a little snuggle time.

Ruby was the first cousin to hold Ever. While she was sitting there so nice, Ever let out a HUGE, LOUD poop. Since Ruby's hand was supporting her little butt, Ruby felt as much as we heard. Gently, Ruby slide her hand out from under Ever's butt, assuming, I think, that something was bound to leak out.

Kovi says, "Pull my finger..."

We use this scarf to keep Kovi from pushing open the office french doors. When we aren't locking him out of the office, it just hangs on the handle. Yesterday he decided it made the perfect accessory a paraded around the house wearing it.

Ever Update:

Baby Ever had yet another drs appt on Wednesday. After having had her blood drawn 3 times this week, we were hoping for a good report. Her bili levels spiked this week at 17, but as of this afternoon, have dropped to 15.5. She is still quite flourescent (we call her our little Martian), but her lethargy seems to be improving. We're hopeful next week will bring a clean bill of health.

More Photos...Thanks Kelly!

The First Encounter... Kovi was enthralled with his sister and gave her the official Woog Greeting- a honk on the nose and a finger in the mouth- his way of saying "welcome...I can't wait til you're bigger and we can terrorize the house together!"

I wonder what he really thinks?

I love his pretend show of...coyness or is he plotting something?

Woog feet. Approximately the same size as his sister's.

I LOVE this picture. Great job Kelly! So sweet- I could eat them both, really.

Woog loves his Auntie-a, but looks confused by the situation. This is his "I don't know" pose. He uses it for nearly everything- if he's caught getting into something he shouldn't (I don't know *shoulder shrug*), if something won't open/close/zip up/button/ring/ding/move/etc (I don't know *shoulder shrug*). It's cute.

Attention Grand (and Great) Parents...

Pictures for the photo-hungry grandparents

Woog "getting" his long-time friend, the Fan.

Boz holding century over the tiny baby. Though he looks like he's not alert, his ears are at attention.

Nothing beats a Woog 'honk' first thing in the morning.

A tired, but happy Big Daddy with his baby girl.

A Lovely Saturday

Woog pulled his sister's car seat off of the bench and decided to reminisce about the days when he was a tiny baby... he batted at her jingly toy and rocky-rockied.

Bath time for babies- Ever wasn't too fond of bathing creating genuine concern on behalf of the Woog. He was held by Big Daddy so he could oversee the scrubbing down process.

Her Popeye look...

Her "I don't want to be Popeye" protest.

Her drunken stooper look... she's going to have to sleep this one off.