Look at what my little guy figured out how to do on Sunday! He is already more proficient and he has been sick and it has only been a few days. I am continually amazed at how much they learn and how quickly they figure things out. God is so amazing! Lucas got into daddy's Star Wars books today. But lets keep that just between us, OK?
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
That Face
This is THE face that Lucas makes when anything is good in the world. I can't believe I actually captured it on camera! He does it over and over. So funny!
Thursday, September 6, 2007
My poor sweet, sick baby
Have you heard the saying, walking the floor with a sick baby? Well, I found out that it is true. For some reason, the ONLY thing that makes Lucas feel better and not cry so sad and pathetically, is to walk. My foot has hurt since he was born, so this is a huge undertaking for me!
My poor baby is so miserable. At least he made it a whole 7 months before getting sick for the first time! I think that is pretty incredible. I will have to take a picture of him. He is refusing sleep. He and I both are all red rimmed eyes with HUGE bags. We look so sad! HA!
I am finding yet another reason to stay madly in love with my husband. He has never been one to rise and 'save' me if that means getting out of bed before his nap, or night sleep is out. Well, last night I walked into our room at 3am after dealing with a crying baby for a full hour and he just took him without saying a word and soothed Lucas brilliantly! This is the same man that when a picture fell off the wall and slammed into our fish tank, spilling water everywhere (we didn't know this happened, just heard a LOUD crash in the night) sent his WIFE to go check it out, because he was 'tired'. It was 11:30pm. He had been in bed for 30 minutes! ha! Guess we all do amazing things for our children. Go above and beyond our perceived limitations to do what we can for our sweet ones. I love that man. I love that he will always scoop Lucas up into his arms and run off with him when I have had a hard day. I love that he went to the Dr. office with me today because I was afraid that I would be all hormonal and not hear what the Dr. told us to do for Lucas. I love that he will wake up in the middle of the night to soothe a baby that I have spent an hour trying to soothe without success. I love that, during those hard first 6 weeks, Dave was always fresh and ready to take that wriggling unhappy bundle and get him ready for bed, and somehow work magic I did not posses and get that little gem to sleep. Only my one true love, my helpmate, my best friend. Thank you God for your many blessings.
My poor baby is so miserable. At least he made it a whole 7 months before getting sick for the first time! I think that is pretty incredible. I will have to take a picture of him. He is refusing sleep. He and I both are all red rimmed eyes with HUGE bags. We look so sad! HA!
I am finding yet another reason to stay madly in love with my husband. He has never been one to rise and 'save' me if that means getting out of bed before his nap, or night sleep is out. Well, last night I walked into our room at 3am after dealing with a crying baby for a full hour and he just took him without saying a word and soothed Lucas brilliantly! This is the same man that when a picture fell off the wall and slammed into our fish tank, spilling water everywhere (we didn't know this happened, just heard a LOUD crash in the night) sent his WIFE to go check it out, because he was 'tired'. It was 11:30pm. He had been in bed for 30 minutes! ha! Guess we all do amazing things for our children. Go above and beyond our perceived limitations to do what we can for our sweet ones. I love that man. I love that he will always scoop Lucas up into his arms and run off with him when I have had a hard day. I love that he went to the Dr. office with me today because I was afraid that I would be all hormonal and not hear what the Dr. told us to do for Lucas. I love that he will wake up in the middle of the night to soothe a baby that I have spent an hour trying to soothe without success. I love that, during those hard first 6 weeks, Dave was always fresh and ready to take that wriggling unhappy bundle and get him ready for bed, and somehow work magic I did not posses and get that little gem to sleep. Only my one true love, my helpmate, my best friend. Thank you God for your many blessings.
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