3 Months

 

It is so fun to dress a girl!
I love these leg warmers and a friend made the the bow to match them.

So far at 3 months, Little Miss S has...
Giggled
Slept through the night
Developed more of a predictable schedule
Found her loud cooing voice
Grown some very kissable cheeks.
Lived up to her name meaning rest.
Stolen the hearts of her brothers
and daddy
and mommy
and everyone.
She is such a gift.

Birthdays and Marathons

Last weekend we had a very eventful trip to Pittsburgh.

On Thursday night, there was a competitive game of baseball at the request of the two misters who love to play baseball.

On Friday, we had a birthday party for our 2 year old Mr. Newton.
He sang along to Happy Birthday and was very excited to shout "Happy birthday to I.I." when it came time.
He needed a little help blowing out the candles
but had no problem diving right into the cake!

 

On Saturday, Mr. Mister ran in the Pittsburgh Kid's Marathon, which was a mile race.  He finished it in 9 minutes!  Every time people cheered for him, he put his head down and ran faster.  I am so proud of my little runner!

Then on Sunday, Daddy and Uncle C ran the Pittsburgh Half Marathon on behalf of Aunt J and the MS Society.  Between the two of them they raised a lot of money for this wonderful organization and I was so proud of them running in their "i run to stop MS" shirts.  They ran really well and we got to see them three times along the course.  Uncle C had planned to be done with running after this but hopefully he got the running bug after such a great race and a fun marathon environment.

 

And Miss S enjoyed a weekend of love from everyone,
especially these lovely ladies and her grandma.  

 

Two Years Old!

Happy 2nd Birthday!



Dear Mr. Newton,
I could write pages about how much I love you and how thankful I am that you are part of our family.  You bring such JOY to us, always full of smiles and laughter. Your smile still takes up your whole face and lights up the whole room.

I love your cute words as you learn to talk - like how you say Mom at the end of everything.  "School bus, Mom."  "Another school bus, Mom."  "Guy running, Mom." "Oh, Mom."  It makes me laugh and makes me feel so loved.

I love the names you've given everyone - you are I.I., your brother is Mamo, and your sister is Daywa or Baby Joy, which is so sweet.  You adore your big brother, wanting to do and say everything he does and you are always watching out for your sister, telling when she is crying or making sure we take her with us everywhere we go.

You love any kind of ball.  You call the balls baseball player and football player.  It's so funny.  You also love your baseball player pajamas and once wore them the whole day because you didn't want to take them off in the morning.

And you love a good dance party!  Someone asked you if you were going to have a birthday party and you got so excited and yelled, "Dance Party!"  You have some good moves, too.  I should learn from you.

And of course, you have your orange dog who we now call Doo Doo, because that's how you said Orange Juice.  The joy on your face when you find him is priceless and I sometimes feel like he's part of the family.

You are so sweet and even your grumpiness is cute because you scrunch up your nose when you get mad.  I love you so much and am so so thankful for how perfectly God made you and that He chose me to be your mama!

Running the Bases

This past weekend we went to the Reds' game with my family and some relatives who were in town for my cousin's wedding.  We got off to a little bit of a rough start with a poopy blowout from the Little Miss right when we sat down.  As if that wasn't bad enough, we also opened the diaper bag to find that we had left the wipes in the car!  I passed that job off to Daddy and he did a great job improvising and changing her on a changing pad on the ground in front of our seats.  I found peanut shells in her dirty clothes when I put them in the wash!  What great memories from her first baseball game.

After that eventful beginning, we had a lot of fun.  Our seats were close to the field and the boys enjoyed yelling "Go Reds!"  I don't know if the people in front of us thought it was as cute as I did.

We got to see fireworks for a couple homeruns and at the end of the game because they won.  Then to top it all off, it was "run the bases" day!  Daddy, Uncle N, and the boys waited in a long line to go down on the field and run the bases.  They loved it and were so cute running on the big field.  Here they are afterwards.

 

 

Two Months

I'm a little late on this one but on the 15th our Little Miss was 2 months old.
I'm sure I'll say this in every post but time sure does go fast. 
This is an iphone picture so it's not the best quality but I love it of her.
A friend gave me these leg warmers and I think they are the cutest.


She is such a beautiful girl and we are so blessed.

I don't think I ever wrote about her name. It's found at the end of several Psalms and while it's a hard word to define in English, it essentially means to stop and think about or meditate on what you've heard. My summary of the meaning is rest. 

A week before she was born, a friend called us and told us he was praying for our baby and felt like it was a girl and she would be our rest.  He had no idea the name we had already chosen.  I was so encouraged because I knew that was the Lord speaking to us and assuring us of the gift He was giving us.

And she has become her name!  She is very content and happy to take in the world around her. And so smiley.  I could just coo back and forth with her for hours.  Even though our days can be crazy with lots of action from her brothers, I make sure to get good cuddle time with her everyday.  I love this little girl!

Family Pics

Here are some pictures of our family from Easter. 
I love the mohawk/Easter dress combination!

 

 

 

40

Mr. Mister likes to look at signs as we drive down the road and he wants to know what all of them mean.  Today he asked about the one with a grocery cart and a train.  Usually I can figure them out by his description even if I don't see it but I was stumped by that one.  I drove by it again later and made sure to look.  It was a picture of a fire engine indicating a fire station ahead.  Or a grocery cart and a train.

Further down the road he asked, "What is that sign with the 40?"  

My answer: "That is called the speed limit.  That's how fast I'm allowed to drive. 40 mile per hour."

And as soon as I gave that answer, I knew what was coming next....

"Is that how fast you're driving now, Mom?"

Ummm.... and I tried to figure out how to explain that even though I was going 45 it was okay because really you can go a little over the speed limit.  But that brings on a lot of issues - 1. It's not really okay even thought we all assume it is.  2. He wouldn't be okay with knowing I wasn't following the rules.  3.  It shows him that you don't really have to obey the rules.  

So I went with "No."  And that was good enough.  For now.  Good conviction, buddy.  And good thing you can't see my speedometer from where you sit all the way in the back!