::pink-eye::

Oh ick. Ick ick pink eye.
I don't think it's fair to get things like this as an adult. It's so frustrating and embarrassing as well. And unfortunately, just because mom is sick doesn't mean the world stops spinning. In fact often it seems that it spins faster.
Anyway, Kris got sick last week after he did an insane 12 hour bike race. I think he just wore himself out completely and then was very ready to get sick. He got a bad cold then what ended up being pink-eye, though I just thought it was part of his cold. We had to go to Phoenix for the weekend for work. We were supposed to go swimming with some friends on monday morning (we were leaving for home monday at noon.) When the baby woke up I noticed his eye was all crusty and then I knew it was the beginning of the end.

The next morning I got it and then the morning after that Max got it.
Max missed his field day at school and the last three days of the year. He didn't mind it too much of course, but I got pretty tired trying to entertain everybody.
I loved having eyes that looked like they belonged to an elephant. Plus, to make it even worse I obviously couldn't wear my contact lenses, and unfortunately my only pair of glasses got melted on a space heater at some point. They won't stay on my face very well and they make me feel claustrophobic and terrible. They're also a little outdated so everything's just a bit blurry.
So, all complaining aside, it was a pretty bad week.

See that sad weepy swollen eye?

Max the lightest case of anybody--plus his eyes are so huge that you could hardly tell they were swollen at all.

The boys did get to spend some quality time together this week though and that was nice.


But don't even get me started on the torture it is to give these boys burning eyedrops. So sad and awful and frustrating.
The things I learned this week?
1. Avoid pink-eye like the plague.
2. Get some glasses that work.
I think I'm going to go look for some tomorrow morning.

::comparison::

Nov 2010:

Jan 2011:

March 2011:

::16::

Wowzers, 16 weeks. I keep saying it, but it does fly by doesn't it?
I'm a little confused about when the baby is technically four months old. Is it at 16 weeks, or is it actually his birth date four months later? Can somebody explain this to me? I need to know because I need to decide when to start feeding this porker some food. And I think that's going to have to happen sooner than later considering he went from sleeping all night to waking up all night in the last month.....

Anyway, the sixteenth week.

Here's our guy, hanging out and taking everything in. He loves to watch stuff go on. Not ofr hours or anything, I mean he's not extra patient or anything, but he does love to watch stuff. Including TV, much to my chagrin. But especially he loves to watch Max. When I took this picture he was watching Max play with his electronics set. I think he's going to have a serious case of hero worship and it's starting now.

And he's an expert smiler. His smiles are getting so amazing. He's got the full body smile thing going on a lot, and just generally the most adorable big grins. Max loves to try to make him smile and feels so triumphant when it happens.
My favorite smiles right now are the ones that I can tease out of him even when he's crying. Like he just can't help it, they just happen.



Sunday morning we were hanging out a little bit before church. Max was watching Fantasia and I was slathering lotion all over Sandy's poor tender skin before I got him dressed.
Well, Sand wanted to watch Fantasia, and he wanted Max to pay attention to him. He was reaching so hard for Max. He kept reaching and reaching and trying to roll that direction, but he just couldn't pull it off. I finally took pity on him and got Max's attention and also moved Sandy a little closer.

That was exACTly what he was going for.

He was quite content and probably didn't think it could get any better until I rolled him all the way over and suddenly he was on his belly watching TV with his brother. Just like a big boy.

He stayed there for as long as his neck would let him.
It was SO cute.
I love those two boys--have I said that before?

And some bonus photos that I didn't realize belonged to this week:




Keeping me company while I dry my hair:

And as always, keeping me company at work and not taking very good naps. But it's not every baby that can nap on mom's desk--even if it only is for 10 minutes at a time!

::the fourteenth week::

This poor little week fourteen post is long long overdue. Baby is already fifteen weeks and counting! But I'm not going to give up just because I'm slow. So here you go.

We're starting with Sand all ready for church. I love little sweater vests. I love this whole little outfit. He looks so adorable and church appropriate (like babies aren't always church appropriate!).
I like dressing babies up, especially boys because the girls are always dressed in little dresses, but baby boys don't usually get dressed up too much.
So here you go.



He's been great at church. It always starts about when he's supposed to nap, and since he's a light sleeper he can't just sleep in his carseat or being switched between people's arms. I've been putting him in my Moby wrap while I do the music in primary and he tends to sleep through the whole thing. By the time we get to sacrament meeting we're both super sweaty and uncomfortable, but at least I'm able to get done what I need to with a minimum of distraction. It also helped when we first brought him to church, because less people can touch him and cough on him while he's tied to me. Hah.

Next is Sandy with his katamari.

Now, you might be wondering what a katamari is exactly, and I wouldn't blame you. Katamari is a fabulous video game we've been playing in our family for years now. You're a little character pushing a big ball around trying to roll everything up. And the balls look just like this toy of Sandy's.
Max found it for him when we were out shopping one day and he loves it. Max loves it too and wishes he had one of his own.


And lastly, a couple of phone pictures from our Phoenix trip.
Sandy fell asleep in my arms on the bed, and that just doesn't happen that much. It was so sweet I had to take a picture even though it turned out pretty dark and terrible. He's so nice to snuggle.


And here we are eating at our favorite sandwich place in all the world, Planet Sub. Turned out they had just opened one in Phoenix--it was grand opening weekend. We drove about 40 minutes to get there and it was totally worth it. If only there was one here.

Then Sandy might be able to look forward to enjoying a delicious PB&J kid sandwich. As it is, at least we're closer now.

It was a good week.

::week thirteen::

Week thirteen was busy busy--like they all are really with a 6 (almost 7!) year old, a business to run and a little guy.
Here's the best picture I took of Sandy the whole week:

Sandy is in his bouncer, concentrating fiercely on his toys.
When we first got the toys at Christmas, he thought they were relatively interesting. But not THAT great. However, this week he realized that they're really cool. And he's actually playing with them. He grabs them and whacks at them and spins them. It's really fun to watch and we're all so proud of him! It's so fun to see him realize that he's a real person that can do stuff.

And a couple of bonus phone pictures:
Kris was in UT over the first few days of week 13 to visit his parents, and I was alone with Thing 1 and Thing 2. I sent him this picture at about 6:30AM to show him what was going on here, while he was sawing logs in Highland.


And here's the boy in an impulse purchase from Target. Good old Carter's makes some pretty adorable baby boy stuff. I couldn't pass up the dino onesie with the coordinating jacket (not pictured, unfortunately).

But cuter than the clothes is the little one filling them out. He's adorable!

::12::

These first three are a cheat. They really belong to week 11. I'm not sure how they slipped past my radar. I'm going to blame it on fun visits from my parents--way too much fun to think straight.
But these photos are way too adorable to leave off the interweb!
Baby entertaining himself in his little bouncer while we did stuff in the kitchen.

Shades of cross-eyed-ness, but not truly cross eyed. It's amazing I caught him staring straight at the camera!

Here he is demonstrating his best skill. Bubbly bubbles. He's very excellent at it and does it ALL the time.

I LOVE this one. So cute.

Alright so here's official week 12. And how CRAZY is it that he's been here for 3 months already? I think I've said this 20 times already just on this blog, but time goes too darn fast. He's growing and changing too fast for me. I wish all his little stages would last twice as long.

We had lots of fun with my parents when they were here, and the baby especially enjoyed his one on one time and tons of attention and cuddling.

I love this action shot here, my mom is all blurry and actiony.

And that baby is loving it. And I'm loving the sideways smile with his little bow mouth.


Here he is enjoying one of his favorite pastimes--the gas massage. He's such a gassy baby sometimes, he just loves to be squished. It doesn't make much sense to me.

And lastly here he is again in his full body sweater sitting on the couch. I just can't resist a couched baby in a red sweater. How many different pictures do you think I have of him like this? A lot!

It's because he's adorable and he looks different every day and I just can't help it.

And there you go.
Slow these darn weeks down, dang it!

::week eleven::

Ah, so for week eleven. And again I say, already? Seriously? I can't believe time flies by so darn fast.

Here are Sandy and I, working hard on saturday morning. I finally decided to put the darn Christmas decorations away, once and for all, and of course the baby wouldn't sleep while I did it. So he got to be wrapped up and carted around.

This Moby wrap has been so useful. I use it all the time and Sandy seems to be really comfortable in it. He's even slept through two hours of primary while I did singing time in it, for four weeks. It's amazing. I'm really glad I bought it. It's nice to have him all snuggled up close and still be able to do some things with my hands.

Here's the Sand in an outfit Dixie sent him. He looks so cute! He proceeded to poop on it, but at least I got some pictures. Good thing Dixie's not letting Kris forget his Denver roots!

Yes, his double chin is hilarious!


And here's Sunday. The boys are wearing their matching ties that Lechelle made and gave them for Christmas. I just love them! I got Sandy his little white shirt onesie when we were in Phoenix. He just looks like a little man in it, doesn't he? All the old ladies at church were freaking out over his shirt and tie. They loved it. I can't blame them.
And I love that he and Max match. Thanks Lechelle, because as we discussed, finding things that match that can fit a nearly 7 year old and a tiny little guy is so darn hard! We also love the dino shoes that came from Lechelle.



Will Max ever get those front teeth back? I miss them so much.
Week eleven. A good week.

::the tenth week!!::

Week number ten was a little crazy. I felt like I was drowning in things to do. We got back from our Phoenix trip and of course there were mounds of dirty laundry to take care of and all sorts of other projects waiting for me.

We also had a little health scare. One of Sandy's newborn screening tests came back with a (slightly) elevated reading and I had to drive him down to UNM hospital (all by myself) to have another set of testing done. It was really unpleasant and made me really nervous and stressed of course. Everything turned out normal and ok so we were extremely relieved, but it did give me a good chance to think and realize that it didn't matter if our Sandy wasn't perfect, he's our darling boy and we'd just make sure everything was as good for him as it could be. But we're really grateful that he's ok.

So anyway, I spent a lot of time driving and a good amount of time trying to catch up on work. Poor Sand and Max spent more time than they wanted to in the car.

So turns out the only pictures I have of the baby from week 10 are car seat pictures. And they're sad pictures too.
I wanted to showcase some of his cute clothes, because I went to Carter's in Phoenix and got some adorable stuff and I got a few things on sale from the Gap too that are just to die for. But of course, car seat pictures don't do much for seeing baby clothes, and the baby always seems to soil the clothes that are the cutest, so oh well.

Oh, and another thing this week, Sandy got his first set of shots from the doctor, poor guy. See? I told you it was a crazy week. He didn't have a good time with it and he was sad all day after. So this picture is from shots day.
It was supposed to show you his adorable little jeans and flannel shirt, but oh well.

Ah, now that's a bit happier face--a bit.

He wasn't too happy for the next day or two either, and he didn't sleep well at night. I'm not used to that anymore, since he's been doing such a great job sleeping, so I was pretty worn out.

I think he might be wondering why I'm taking pictures of him instead of getting him out of the dreaded seat here.

But how cute is his little star jacket? I like my baby in a hood.

So we survived another week. And a tough one it was. I wasn't sad to see this one roll on by. This next week is already much better.

********I forgot I had this adorable photo on my phone.

I love these two boys so much. I'm so glad we had a happy picture for this week, even though it was hard to find!

::week nine::

The latest week report ever! I've been busy. You'll be glad to know I finally got all of the Christmas decorations down and put away. It took until this saturday. Everytime I would see a Christmas decoration it would just make me tired, so I'm so glad they're finally all packed away.
Then we had our Phoenix trip during week nine. Very fun and busy.

So anyway, here are a few fun photos from the week.

I think this one of the boys in the hotel is so sweet.

We feel so lucky and blessed that Max loves his little brother so much. And I know their relationship will go through lots of changes in the next few (and many) years, but it's off to a great start. Adorable.

Here's Sandy hanging out in the car after a feeding and a change. He did great on the trip eating in the car. We didn't have any problems changing him in the car either, luckily, since he's been known to poop on people relatively often.
He was patient and I think he had a good time with all of us, when he wasn't too sick of the carseat.


And here are my favorite Sandy photos of week nine.
I was shopping at the Gap for baby socks and ran across this cute, rather gorgeous colored, full body sweater in the sale section. Well I HAD to get it. And he looks so cute in it. I don't know how many more times he'll end up wearing it because it's darn warm and the winter just hasn't been that cold so far, but we'll see.
It suits him, no matter how many more times he's going to sport it.


Um, cutest thing EVER? I think so.
We love our Sand.