It has been almost a full month since my last post, and that really saddens/bothers me. I miss blogging, and I am SO behind on posting about life lately, but I tell ya... it's REALLY hard to find free time with two little ones to take care of. I only have about a two-hour window during the day when they are both down for a nap at the same time, but then I have a whole house full of things that need to be done, like dishes and laundry and vacuuming... the list just goes on and on. It's a day after day, never-ending cycle, and needless to say, it unfortunately doesn't leave much time for blogging (or reading, which is another passion of mine that I'm trying to pick back up). I realize I probably won't ever get caught up on all of the things I've wanted to post about the past several months, but I figure I've got to try to start somewhere. So, with that said, I wanted to attempt to post an update from Ryan's 4-month check-up at the pediatrician's office on Monday.
I don't even remember how old Ryan was when I last posted an update on him, but I really can't believe he's already 4 months old. He is such a sweet, happy baby. He is always smiling and laughing. He loves to reach for my face and try to pull me to him so he can give me big, wet "kisses". He can roll over from his back to his stomach. He sucks his thumb, just like his big sister. And boy oh boy, is he teething! I don't remember Rylee ever being very fussy while she was teething, and she didn't finally cut her first tooth until she was 10 months old (if I remember correctly), but Ryan has been pretty fussy the past week or so, and his hands are CONSTANTLY in his mouth, so it'll be interesting to see when he cuts his first tooth. Considering the fact that I'm nursing him, I'm in no rush for it to happen.
ANYWAY, on Monday of this week, it was time for me to take Ryan to the doctor for his 4-month check-up. The visit went well, and Dr. Trumbull was very pleased with how he's doing. He now weighs 17 pounds, 8 ounces, putting him in the 90th percentile of weight among other babies his age, and he is 26 3/4 inches long, putting him in the 97th percentile of length among other babies his age. He is a big, healthy baby, and I couldn't be more thankful. (He's currently wearing 6-month sized clothes, but based on his weight and height, it's time to move him up to 9-month clothes! Crazy!) Dr. Trumbull told me we can take Ryan off of his Zantac medicine soon, which I was happy to hear, and he discussed the importance of having him on a schedule, which I've already been working on with him for about two months. He's been sleeping through the night for about a month now (praise the Lord!), and he's doing really well going down for his naps every day. Dr. Trumbull told me to start him on infant cereal in about a month, and a couple weeks after that, we'll start vegetables and fruits. My baby is growing up fast! At the end of the appointment, Ryan had to get three shots and an oral vaccination (which I think is just as hard - if not harder - on me than it is on him), so he was pretty pitiful the rest of the day. Overall, though, he's doing great, and I'm so thankful for such a precious blessing from the Lord. Here are some pictures I snapped of Ryan at the pediatrician's office while we were waiting for the doctor to come in:
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Thursday, May 10, 2012
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
First Family Trip to the Zoo
A couple weeks ago, back on March 29th, some of our sweet friends from church, Heath and Brittany, invited us to join them and their precious baby girl, Addisyn, in a trip to the local zoo. We hadn't been to the zoo since before Rylee was born, so we were excited to visit it again and see how Rylee would react to seeing all the different animals for the first time. She has a few animal books here at home that she loves looking through, so I was hoping she would recognize several of them at the zoo based on their pictures in her books.
When we got there, we decided to go ahead and buy a one-year zoo membership so we can visit as many times as we want to for free throughout the next year. We also bought the train pass so we can ride the train as many times as we want to while we're there.
Between walking around to look at all of the animals, stopping to eat a picnic lunch, riding the train, and playing on the playground, we ended up spending about five hours there. Rylee seemed to really enjoy it, which makes me anxious to go back with her again soon. Ryan was asleep in his stroller basically the whole time we were there, but considering he's only three months old, that was to be expected. I know he'll enjoy the zoo a lot more as he gets older and becomes more aware of his surroundings.
Anyway, we had a great time enjoying God's amazing creations and making special memories with our friends and our little family. Below are some pictures from our day at the zoo. They're out of order, which totally drives me crazy, but believe it or not, I don't feel like trying to fix them.
When we got there, we decided to go ahead and buy a one-year zoo membership so we can visit as many times as we want to for free throughout the next year. We also bought the train pass so we can ride the train as many times as we want to while we're there.
Between walking around to look at all of the animals, stopping to eat a picnic lunch, riding the train, and playing on the playground, we ended up spending about five hours there. Rylee seemed to really enjoy it, which makes me anxious to go back with her again soon. Ryan was asleep in his stroller basically the whole time we were there, but considering he's only three months old, that was to be expected. I know he'll enjoy the zoo a lot more as he gets older and becomes more aware of his surroundings.
Anyway, we had a great time enjoying God's amazing creations and making special memories with our friends and our little family. Below are some pictures from our day at the zoo. They're out of order, which totally drives me crazy, but believe it or not, I don't feel like trying to fix them.
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| riding the train |
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| our friends: Heath, Brittany, and Addisyn (and Rylee looking at the monkeys) |
| my pretty girl, ready for her first trip to the zoo |
| swinging on the playground |
| swinging on the playground |
| swinging on the playground |
| swinging on the playground |
| swinging on the playground |
Monday, April 2, 2012
Girls' Night Out, March 16th
Hello, Dear Blog. Remember me? Oh you poor, forsaken thing. I know it's been far too long since my last post, but I fear that is probably how it will be from now until... oh... FOREVER. Who knew that adding another baby to the mix would take up every last little bit of "free time" I used to think I had? (Yes, yes, I see you, all you parents of multiple children who are waving your hands in the air.) I know, I know. Really, though, I am sad I don't have time to blog the way I would like to anymore. There are several more recipes from Pinterest that I've tried lately that I want to share on here, and I'm so behind on updating about life in general. I'll do my best to get caught up over the next several days (do NOT hold me to that, though, because you more than likely will end up disappointed...), but for now, I wanted to post about the Girls' Night Out that the ladies from my Sunday school class had a few weeks ago.
We decided to meet at Olive Garden for dinner and fellowship. I LOVE Olive Garden, and I was definitely up for a little grown-up girl time. I am so blessed to be able to stay at home and take care of my babies every day, but sometimes, I NEED to get out of the house and have a little adult interaction.
Jordan got home from work that Friday evening and took over Daddy-duty, and I headed out the door to the restaurant. It was my first time out by myself since Ryan was born. It felt a little weird not having him with me, but I knew he was in good hands at home.
I got to the restaurant and joined two of the girls from our Sunday school class who were already waiting to be seated. Right after I walked in the door, a waitress escorted the three of us to our reserved table. Shortly after that, the rest of the ladies arrived. There were nine of us there altogether that evening. I'd say it was a pretty good turnout for our first Girls' Night Out.
I think I speak for everyone when I say we had a really enjoyable night. The food was really yummy (duh... we were at Olive Garden), and it felt so good to just sit around a table with other women going through some of the same challenges I am as a wife and mom and just talk and laugh about life. I think we were there for about two hours before we finally wrapped things up for the evening. I ended up running across the street to Target with my friend, Brittany (one of the girls in the Sunday school class with me) to grab a potato masher, since I was planning to try the Pioneer Woman's recipe for creamy mashed potatoes the next day (this is one of the recipes I'm planning to post about if/when I ever have the time). After that, we parted ways and headed home.
We're planning to have another Girls' Night Out later this month, and I can't wait. We don't have set plans for what we'll be doing yet, but I'm sure that, whatever we end up doing, I'll enjoy it. I'm so blessed to have a loving church family - and specifically a Sunday school class that focuses on the stage of life I'm currently in as a "young adult", and I'm so thankful for the opportunity to fellowship with each other every now and then for support and encouragement.
I took my camera with me that evening in case we had our waitress snap a picture of all of us at dinner, but of course that didn't happen (which is fine). I did have Jordan take a few pictures of me with my babies before I left the house, though, so I figure I'll share those instead...
Until next time...
We decided to meet at Olive Garden for dinner and fellowship. I LOVE Olive Garden, and I was definitely up for a little grown-up girl time. I am so blessed to be able to stay at home and take care of my babies every day, but sometimes, I NEED to get out of the house and have a little adult interaction.
Jordan got home from work that Friday evening and took over Daddy-duty, and I headed out the door to the restaurant. It was my first time out by myself since Ryan was born. It felt a little weird not having him with me, but I knew he was in good hands at home.
I got to the restaurant and joined two of the girls from our Sunday school class who were already waiting to be seated. Right after I walked in the door, a waitress escorted the three of us to our reserved table. Shortly after that, the rest of the ladies arrived. There were nine of us there altogether that evening. I'd say it was a pretty good turnout for our first Girls' Night Out.
I think I speak for everyone when I say we had a really enjoyable night. The food was really yummy (duh... we were at Olive Garden), and it felt so good to just sit around a table with other women going through some of the same challenges I am as a wife and mom and just talk and laugh about life. I think we were there for about two hours before we finally wrapped things up for the evening. I ended up running across the street to Target with my friend, Brittany (one of the girls in the Sunday school class with me) to grab a potato masher, since I was planning to try the Pioneer Woman's recipe for creamy mashed potatoes the next day (this is one of the recipes I'm planning to post about if/when I ever have the time). After that, we parted ways and headed home.
We're planning to have another Girls' Night Out later this month, and I can't wait. We don't have set plans for what we'll be doing yet, but I'm sure that, whatever we end up doing, I'll enjoy it. I'm so blessed to have a loving church family - and specifically a Sunday school class that focuses on the stage of life I'm currently in as a "young adult", and I'm so thankful for the opportunity to fellowship with each other every now and then for support and encouragement.
I took my camera with me that evening in case we had our waitress snap a picture of all of us at dinner, but of course that didn't happen (which is fine). I did have Jordan take a few pictures of me with my babies before I left the house, though, so I figure I'll share those instead...
Until next time...
Monday, March 19, 2012
(LONG OVERDUE) Update on My Babies
I've been meaning to do an update post on Rylee and Ryan for FOREVER now, but I just haven't gotten around to it. (I know, I know... I'm failing miserably at my motherly duty of documenting every second of their lives. Believe me, I'm not happy about it either.) They are both growing SO fast. It's pretty ridiculous, actually.
First, I'll attempt to catch you all up on how Rylee is doing these days. I say "attempt", because she has grown so much in so many ways the past few months that it would be impossible for me to mention it all. I'll do my best to include as much as I can think of, but it'll probably be a bit all over the place as things pop into my mind, so just buckle up and hold on for the ride. Okay... here we go...
As of four days ago, Rylee is now 21 months old. That means in just three short months, we'll be celebrating her second birthday. How is that even possible? I seriously can't believe it. I only thought the first year of her life went by quickly - and it did. But this second year... holy cow. It feels like we just celebrated her first birthday a few weeks ago. It CAN'T already almost be time for her to blow out candles again.
Rylee has grown and changed SO much in this past year. I was just telling my mom the other day that I have recently realized she's not even in her "toddler" stage anymore (*insert sad face here*). She is a little girl now. (I know it might sound a little silly for me to say it like that, but I don't know how else to put it. What "stage" comes after the toddler stage?)
She is very smart and spirited and independent.
She is learning more and more every day how to communicate with us, and she is comprehending things that I really didn't think she'd be able to understand for another year or two. She just blows my mind. Her vocabulary has sky-rocketed the past couple of months. I've lost count of how many words - and a few phrases - she can say, and she's to the point now where she can try to pronounce anything we ask her to say. It's also a good reminder to us that we really have to be careful what we say around her now (no, we don't cuss... I'm simply referring to more personal, "adult" conversation), because she may very well repeat it back to us - or worse, someone else - at some point.
She loves to read and sing and dance and play with her toys.
She loves watching game shows (I'm pretty sure I've mentioned that in a post about her before).
She loves her baby brother, though she is often jealous of him (which I know is to be expected at this age, when he is demanding so much of my attention). She likes to help me burp him after he eats, and she will ask to hold him every now and then (which is quite a sight, since he is already almost as big as her). She pronounces his name "Ry-ee", and I think it's one of the sweetest things I've ever heard. (You'd think she was actually saying her own name, based on that pronunciation, but she actually pronounces her name as "Ly-lee". I don't know why she makes the "R" sound for Ryan's name, but not her own.)
She loves her mommy, but she is a TOTAL daddy's girl - she has him wrapped around all ten of her fingers, and she knows it (and Jordan wouldn't have it any other way, either). Anytime we ask her "Rylee, who do you love?", she replies with "Daddy!" every single time. He has ruined her. (That was a joke... sorta...)
She is still wearing size 18-month clothes, but I'm expecting to move her up to size 24-month/2T clothes around her birthday. We'll just have to see how much she grows between now and then. She's tall and lean like her daddy. According to our bathroom scale, she weighs about 25 pounds right now, give or take a few ounces.
She looks almost spitting-image of how I did when I was her age. It's a weird feeling for me, because every time I look at her, I feel like I'm looking into the past at myself.
She still sucks her thumb. I have a feeling she's not going to be letting that habit go any time soon.
Her facial expressions crack me up. She is so expressive.
She has it in her mind that my cell phone is HERS, and there are scratches and teeth marks all over it to prove it. I'm ordering a new cell phone later this week (we're due for our upgrade), and I'm determined to keep it away from her. We'll see how long that lasts...
She has really started coming into a "little helper" stage. She loves helping us throw trash in the dumpster or put dirty clothes in the washing machine. I'm embracing this time, because I know she is learning how to do different household responsibilities without "realizing" it yet, and therefore complaining about it. (I know that day is coming...)
I can't remember if I've mentioned this in a previous post, but she has officially learned how to climb over the chair wall Jordan "built" to keep her contained in our living room when she first became mobile (i.e. started crawling). That was a sad, sad day for me. I now constantly have to chase her all over the house, which is not always that fun/easy when I'm in the middle of nursing Ryan or something. I can't remember when she first figured out how to climb over the chairs, but I think it's actually been a month or two now (maybe even longer than that... I really don't remember), and since then, she has actually figured out she's strong enough to just move them/pull them away from the wall so she can just walk around them. So either way, we can no longer keep her contained in the living room.
There are still a million more things to mention, but I feel like if I keep going, I'll never get around to updating about Ryan, so for now, I'm just going to stop here on Rylee. On to Ryan...
The boy is big. Very big. I took Ryan to his 2-month check-up with his pediatrician on March 5th. He weighed 15lbs. 3oz. and he was 24 3/4 inches long. Both measurements put him in the upper-90th percentiles on the growth chart. Apparently I've got some rich breast milk.
He will be 11 weeks old tomorrow, and he is already wearing sizes 3-6 months and 6-month clothes. (As you can imagine, the OCD in me is having a fit over this. I mean, it is just NOT right for a baby to be wearing 6-month clothes if he is not actually 6 months old yet.)
I've been trying for the past two or three weeks to get Ryan on a schedule. It's going so-so. He still wakes up at least once a night for a feeding (usually around 3am), even though he's technically (according to the schedule outline from the doctor) supposed to be sleeping through the night by now. Oh, how I wish that were actually the case... (I will say that he has slept through the night once, which was actually the very first time we put him in his crib in his room. I couldn't believe it. I thought we were finally getting somewhere... but it only lasted that one night. Not sure what that was about, but hopefully he'll get the hang of it soon.)
He is such a SWEET baby. I just love him to death. When he smiles, his eyes - with those beautiful, long eyelashes - just light up, and it melts my heart.
He loves getting kisses from Mommy (or at least I think he does...).
He has been cooing/babbling/gurgling at us for a few weeks now, and I love it. He always gets the hiccups a few minutes after he "talks" to us, though. Never fails. I guess it's because he sucks in air when he does it...?
We are still giving him 1 milliliter of Zantac twice a day to help with his reflux. It seems to be helping better since we upgraded (per doctor's orders) the dosage from 0.8 milliliter twice a day.
When I lay him on his floor gym, he can wave his arms in the air and hit the ball on the monkey toy that hangs down from it, causing it to play music. Smart boy.
I am still swaddling him when he sleeps, but he is pretty strong and always seems to break out of it, no matter how tight I do it.
There are a million more things I know I could say about Ryan, too, but I've been working on this entry for several days now, and I'm just ready to post it. I'll try to do another update post on the kids soon. For now, though, I hope this is better than nothing. (Sorry the information in this post is so all over the place. I told you it would be.)
First, I'll attempt to catch you all up on how Rylee is doing these days. I say "attempt", because she has grown so much in so many ways the past few months that it would be impossible for me to mention it all. I'll do my best to include as much as I can think of, but it'll probably be a bit all over the place as things pop into my mind, so just buckle up and hold on for the ride. Okay... here we go...
As of four days ago, Rylee is now 21 months old. That means in just three short months, we'll be celebrating her second birthday. How is that even possible? I seriously can't believe it. I only thought the first year of her life went by quickly - and it did. But this second year... holy cow. It feels like we just celebrated her first birthday a few weeks ago. It CAN'T already almost be time for her to blow out candles again.
Rylee has grown and changed SO much in this past year. I was just telling my mom the other day that I have recently realized she's not even in her "toddler" stage anymore (*insert sad face here*). She is a little girl now. (I know it might sound a little silly for me to say it like that, but I don't know how else to put it. What "stage" comes after the toddler stage?)
She is very smart and spirited and independent.
She is learning more and more every day how to communicate with us, and she is comprehending things that I really didn't think she'd be able to understand for another year or two. She just blows my mind. Her vocabulary has sky-rocketed the past couple of months. I've lost count of how many words - and a few phrases - she can say, and she's to the point now where she can try to pronounce anything we ask her to say. It's also a good reminder to us that we really have to be careful what we say around her now (no, we don't cuss... I'm simply referring to more personal, "adult" conversation), because she may very well repeat it back to us - or worse, someone else - at some point.
She loves to read and sing and dance and play with her toys.
She loves watching game shows (I'm pretty sure I've mentioned that in a post about her before).
She loves her baby brother, though she is often jealous of him (which I know is to be expected at this age, when he is demanding so much of my attention). She likes to help me burp him after he eats, and she will ask to hold him every now and then (which is quite a sight, since he is already almost as big as her). She pronounces his name "Ry-ee", and I think it's one of the sweetest things I've ever heard. (You'd think she was actually saying her own name, based on that pronunciation, but she actually pronounces her name as "Ly-lee". I don't know why she makes the "R" sound for Ryan's name, but not her own.)
She loves her mommy, but she is a TOTAL daddy's girl - she has him wrapped around all ten of her fingers, and she knows it (and Jordan wouldn't have it any other way, either). Anytime we ask her "Rylee, who do you love?", she replies with "Daddy!" every single time. He has ruined her. (That was a joke... sorta...)
| Rylee and Daddy, Feb. 28th |
She looks almost spitting-image of how I did when I was her age. It's a weird feeling for me, because every time I look at her, I feel like I'm looking into the past at myself.
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| This is me when I was around Rylee's age. |
Her facial expressions crack me up. She is so expressive.
She has it in her mind that my cell phone is HERS, and there are scratches and teeth marks all over it to prove it. I'm ordering a new cell phone later this week (we're due for our upgrade), and I'm determined to keep it away from her. We'll see how long that lasts...
She has really started coming into a "little helper" stage. She loves helping us throw trash in the dumpster or put dirty clothes in the washing machine. I'm embracing this time, because I know she is learning how to do different household responsibilities without "realizing" it yet, and therefore complaining about it. (I know that day is coming...)
I can't remember if I've mentioned this in a previous post, but she has officially learned how to climb over the chair wall Jordan "built" to keep her contained in our living room when she first became mobile (i.e. started crawling). That was a sad, sad day for me. I now constantly have to chase her all over the house, which is not always that fun/easy when I'm in the middle of nursing Ryan or something. I can't remember when she first figured out how to climb over the chairs, but I think it's actually been a month or two now (maybe even longer than that... I really don't remember), and since then, she has actually figured out she's strong enough to just move them/pull them away from the wall so she can just walk around them. So either way, we can no longer keep her contained in the living room.
There are still a million more things to mention, but I feel like if I keep going, I'll never get around to updating about Ryan, so for now, I'm just going to stop here on Rylee. On to Ryan...
The boy is big. Very big. I took Ryan to his 2-month check-up with his pediatrician on March 5th. He weighed 15lbs. 3oz. and he was 24 3/4 inches long. Both measurements put him in the upper-90th percentiles on the growth chart. Apparently I've got some rich breast milk.
| waiting for the doctor |
| It cracks me up when he goes cross-eyed. |
| double-chin grin |
| lady-killer |
He will be 11 weeks old tomorrow, and he is already wearing sizes 3-6 months and 6-month clothes. (As you can imagine, the OCD in me is having a fit over this. I mean, it is just NOT right for a baby to be wearing 6-month clothes if he is not actually 6 months old yet.)
| This photo was taken on March 9th. He's wearing a size 3-months onesie and size 0-3 months jeans. As you can see, they were too small/tight on him. |
He is such a SWEET baby. I just love him to death. When he smiles, his eyes - with those beautiful, long eyelashes - just light up, and it melts my heart.
| March 16, 2012 |
He has been cooing/babbling/gurgling at us for a few weeks now, and I love it. He always gets the hiccups a few minutes after he "talks" to us, though. Never fails. I guess it's because he sucks in air when he does it...?
We are still giving him 1 milliliter of Zantac twice a day to help with his reflux. It seems to be helping better since we upgraded (per doctor's orders) the dosage from 0.8 milliliter twice a day.
When I lay him on his floor gym, he can wave his arms in the air and hit the ball on the monkey toy that hangs down from it, causing it to play music. Smart boy.
I am still swaddling him when he sleeps, but he is pretty strong and always seems to break out of it, no matter how tight I do it.
There are a million more things I know I could say about Ryan, too, but I've been working on this entry for several days now, and I'm just ready to post it. I'll try to do another update post on the kids soon. For now, though, I hope this is better than nothing. (Sorry the information in this post is so all over the place. I told you it would be.)
Friday, February 3, 2012
Ryan's 4-Week Doctor Check-Up
Today, Ryan is one month old. I would usually probably say that I can't believe he's already a month old, but actually, I'm not sure if I really feel that way. I think with my lack of sleep, the days are just running together to me, and I don't have a very good sense of time right now, so I'm not sure how I feel about him being a month old already. I don't know if it feels like it has gone by quickly or not. In some ways, I think it actually feels like it has been longer than a month already. I've had a pretty rough time with this whole "mom thing" since he was born, so I think that actually sorta makes it feel like the days just drag on, because I'm always SO ready for Jordan to just hurry up and get home from work at the end of the day so he can help me before I lose my mind.
ANYWAY, though, yesterday, I took Ryan to the doctor for his 4-week "well" check-up. Overall, it went really well. He weighed 12 pounds, 3 ounces, putting him in the 97th percentile of weight growth among other babies his age, and he's 22 3/4 inches long, putting him in the 90th percentile of length growth among other babies his age. He's definitely a big boy (which we already knew... all you have to do is look at him to see that). The doctor did his usual examination of him and said that he looks great and is in perfect health. I did tell him my concerns about Ryan possibly having reflux, though (have I mentioned that on here yet?), and based on what I told him, he went ahead and prescribed him Zantac. I'm praying it will help him, because it breaks my heart when he's so fussy after I feed him. I can just tell he's in discomfort, and I feel like I can't do anything to help him.
Anyway, that was basically the extent of our doctor visit yesterday. I tried to take a picture of Ryan while we were waiting for the doctor to come in, but after I took it, I realized he had spit-up on his face, and I figured it wouldn't be too pleasant to post it. Here's a picture of Rylee waiting with us, though:
And here are some pictures of the kids that I've taken the past couple of days:
ANYWAY, though, yesterday, I took Ryan to the doctor for his 4-week "well" check-up. Overall, it went really well. He weighed 12 pounds, 3 ounces, putting him in the 97th percentile of weight growth among other babies his age, and he's 22 3/4 inches long, putting him in the 90th percentile of length growth among other babies his age. He's definitely a big boy (which we already knew... all you have to do is look at him to see that). The doctor did his usual examination of him and said that he looks great and is in perfect health. I did tell him my concerns about Ryan possibly having reflux, though (have I mentioned that on here yet?), and based on what I told him, he went ahead and prescribed him Zantac. I'm praying it will help him, because it breaks my heart when he's so fussy after I feed him. I can just tell he's in discomfort, and I feel like I can't do anything to help him.
Anyway, that was basically the extent of our doctor visit yesterday. I tried to take a picture of Ryan while we were waiting for the doctor to come in, but after I took it, I realized he had spit-up on his face, and I figured it wouldn't be too pleasant to post it. Here's a picture of Rylee waiting with us, though:
And here are some pictures of the kids that I've taken the past couple of days:
| 4 weeks old (Jan. 31, 2012) |
| 4 weeks old (Jan. 31, 2012) |
| 4 weeks old (Jan. 31, 2012) |
| 4 weeks old (Jan. 31, 2012) |
| my 4-week-old "night owl" (Jan. 31, 2012) |
| my 4-week-old "night owl" (Jan. 31, 2012) |
| my 4-week-old "night owl" (Jan. 31, 2012) |
| my two babies (Ryan obviously wasn't too happy...) (Jan. 31, 2012) |
| my babies playing together (Jan. 31, 2012) |
| my babies playing together (Jan. 31, 2012) |
| Ryan playing on his floor gym (Jan. 31, 2012) |
| my two babies playing together (Ryan is smiling at one of the toys - so excited I caught it on camera!) (Jan. 31, 2012) |
| Ryan playing on his floor gym (Jan. 31, 2012) |
| Feb.1, 2012 |
| siblings playing together (Feb. 1, 2012) |
| staring at his reflection in the mirror (Feb. 1, 2012) |
| staring at his reflection in the mirror (Feb. 1, 2012) |
| sweet Rylee (Feb. 1, 2012) |
| Ryan is "dino-mite" (Feb. 1, 2012) |
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