This brave little girl has one month living in our crazy household under her belt! She has survived multiple "lovings" a day from big brother.
(One Month)Cam has done surprisingly well...so far... with another little one in the house. We'll hope this continues. He doesn't like that he can't throw things in the house anymore (because they ALWAYS end up hitting baby sis), he can't jump on the couch right by Baby J's head, and he can't lay down on her. Life.Is.Hard!
I think Cameron likes having Jacqueline around. Last week I took Cam to story time and left Baby J with my mom. As we're pulling out of the driveway, Cam yells, "No, my baby come!" He likes to give (shove it in her face) Jacqueline her binky and tell (yell) her good morning. He's been very patient with the fact that I have to take care of this new little one a lot of the time and my arms are not as free as they were.
Jacqueline is sure a sweetie. At least, we think so. She's not awake a whole lot, so that definitely puts her ahead on the sweetness scale. We've gotten a couple smiles out of her, but never when we're trying! She'll surprise us with these "I'm so glad to see you smile!" Completely melts the heart!
Baby J was the recipient of this adorable owl hat (thank you Julie) that matched one I bought for Cam Man a little while ago. Love it. I also love that Jacqueline looks so silly and scrunched in this picture, but Cameron was cracking me up. (Doesn't he look so big???)
Life is good. We're catching up with the new routine-evidenced by Cam doing the potty thing again. Yippee! Well, maybe I should say we WERE getting into a new routine. As I'm writing this, Cam is napping with a fever, so we'll see. Joyous.I feel like my emotions are finally evening out and I'm not crying over the fact that my little baby looks suspiciously like a big boy, dishes in the sink aren't done, and my husband has to work. Ha. Dang hormones. I'm also adjusting to the fact that everyone's heads looks incredibly large now. Do you notice that when you stare so much at a baby's head, or am I crazy? For the first several weeks, when I'd look at Cam's or Mark's heads, I thought they looked giant! Okay, I'm crazy. Don't rub it in.
The end of the semester is looking deliciously close, and I can hardly wait to have a summer with Mark out of school. Whaaat? (Mark, that was spoken with as much Gus as I could put into it).
Just a last picture to show Cam's latest obsession. Scriptures. Taken from our drawers. Every day. Dragged around the house. Is nothing holy? Can I really complain, though, that my seminary scriptures are actually being put to some use? Oh well, it makes him happy, and I'm all about that!
