On Wednesday we had a Halloween Party for Mom's Club (our playgroup). Josie didn't want to wear her REAL Halloween costume - so she wore her Princess Dress. She had strict rules though: NO tiara, add some boots, Nolan had to be her Prince. Well, Nolan didn't have a Prince costume on hand - so he was the next best thing: a frog.
The other day Jack came home from school with a book he made in his writing center. One of the pictures caught my attention...can you guess what it is??
There's no 3rd child syndrome around this blog. Nolan is getting plenty of pictures and posts.
Last week I was determined to get this child to use a pacifier. He hates them. After many hours of "training" - he still hates them. Why? Because they aren't the real thing.
We've had some nice weather the past few days (not today). Nolan borrowed Jack's shades while we played outside. He doesn't look thrilled about them.
And yesterday was Nolan's 2mth check up. He is still winning as "Biggest Becker Baby!" He's gained over 6 pounds since birth and now weighs 13b 13oz. (76%) and 23in long (36%). If you're wondering how that compares to Josie you can click HERE and Jack click HERE. (Jack's post reminded me about Virginia - his nurse - wonder what she's up to these days?!?)
Remember those pumpkins we bought a couple weeks ago? Well we finally got around to carving them. First we had to clean out the pumpkin guts. Tyson didn't enjoy this part, so he wore gloves. I can't talk about it. It's not his fault. He did not attend the "Jerry Clevenger School of Pumpkin Carving" from 1982-2004... Regardless. The pumpkins got cleaned out.
Then the kids each chose a pumpkin face. Thank you, Google, for all of the great "image" choices!
Showing Jack my best Pumpkin Carving face
And then I started carving. There is something slightly therapeutic about carving a pumpkin. (I might be weird)
Then THIS happened. Josie's dang pumpkin was so hard to carve - it literally broke my knife.
TA DA! Each kiddo with his/her pumpkin. Jack's pumpkin is "scary/mean," Josie wanted a "happy" pumpkin (of course), and Nolan got an "alien" pumpkin.
(Reviewing my camera after our photo shoot: two shots of Jack w/ pumpkin, two shots of Nolan w/ pumpkin, 15 shots of Josie in 15 different poses)
Here they are - all lit up and ready for Friday night!
Nolan received a little present from Denmark the other day. This is his new melton hat. He's pretty hip for a 2mth old. It really accentuates his cheeks, which - he's discovered - middle aged women find irresistible.
In Halloween preparation, I decided to buy a curly black fro at Target. I'll admit - it was in the Dollar Spot and it was an impulse buy. Target will do messed up things to your budget. This beauty will reside in our dress-up bucket...but Nolan had to try it on first.
And I finally caught his big grin on camera! He was a happy boy...for about 5 minutes, until he realized I wasn't actually holding him in my arms.
The other night I waited for Tyson to take the kids upstairs for bed, so I could give Nolan a bath. A few minutes later - Josie came back down looking dejected. "Awwwww, I want to give Nolan a bath!" So I let her help.
Look how proud she is of herself.
But then you see Nolan's face and he's like "WTF, Mom?!?! I thought the bath was supposed to be RELAXING." Josie - still proud of herself.
We've been trying to make a habit of doing something as a family every Sunday. Lately our go-to family event has been a 2 mile walk. Last weekend we walked the trails around our neighborhood.
Checking out the pond. We saw some fish jumping and Jack wanted to catch them with a stick. A fishing pole may be added to his Christmas List.
Such a goof.
Josie loves to perform.
Daddy and Jack
Jack took over the camera to work on his photography. This is one of the pictures he took. He named it "Tree Butt" (four year old humor). Next Sunday our Lions are playing EARLY on Sunday (9:30am) so that leaves LOTS of extra time for Family Fun Day.
Nolan wanted to show everyone what his favorite hobby is right now. It's standing up. All I can say is..."UH OH. I think I'm in trouble."
Noley is officially two months old (yesterday). I can't believe it. I know people say it all the time...with kids, time really flies. Unless it's any day between 4:30pm and when Tyson gets home from work, then time feels like it's standing still.
He's a serious boy, just like Jack was at this age! He saves his smiles for his momma and his big brother. And sometimes Daddy & Josie get one. Happy 2 months, Nolan Walter. We love you so much.
Last Thursday we visited the local cider mill. They give out free day-old-donuts so kids can feed the ducks. I believe this is where the phrase "Lucky Duck" comes from...
Jack and Josie had so much fun feeding the ducks! They came right up to us, begging for donut crumbles.
See - they love each other! It's become more evident since Nolan's arrival! They spend lots of time destroying playing in the basement together and I've adopted the "survival of the fittest" mantra of parenting. Solve your problems, kids...I don't have time to figure out whose turn it is for what. If you hit and get hit back - I don't want to hear any crying. Keep your %&#@ hands to yourself. I rarely get called on to intervene, so I think it's working. Or they're just quietly beating each other up - ninja style...either way...
Before I forget - Nolan is 8 weeks old today! And as you can see from the picture, he doesn't miss a meal. I spy arm chub and I love it!
Here are a few things we know about Nolan:
- He has a dimple on his left cheek (adorable)
- He has red/auburn hair (for now)
- His eyes appear to be blue...but sometimes I see hints of brown, so we aren't 100% sure yet
- He wants to be held/cuddled ALL.THE.TIME
- He has a serious...and I mean SERIOUS - temper. You'll know when he's mad. Everyone knows when he's mad.
- He loves his brother & sister. Hearing their voices or seeing their faces makes him happy.
- He's strong. He loves standing up on his legs and gets really proud of himself.
- He will NOT take a pacifier. (sidetone: I never believed moms who said that their babies wouldn't take a paci...until I had a child that refused to take a paci. I've tried every day (for 8 weeks), multiple kinds - NOPE. Seriously frustrating.)
- Despite his anger & stubbornness - He's VERY loved.