It’s been a couple weeks since I’ve posted here. I’ve meant to several times only to sit mindlessly at the computer doing other things, things that don’t require my brain. Wednesday Levi will be six weeks old. And while I’m tired, I have to say that he is an incredibly easy baby. He sleeps very well (last night he went to bed around 9:30pm and didn’t wake up until 3am!). He eats very well. And for the most part he’s a happy baby, only getting crabby when he’s tired. And he’s getting so big! I don’t know how much he weighs but he’s got to be 11.5 pounds or so. He’s in size 2 diapers now and his 0-3 month sleepers are getting too small. His arms and legs are so long that he can’t fully stretch out in them anymore! I’ve put a couple 3-6 month sleepers on him and the arms and legs fit him perfectly but they’re too big in the torso. He’s my little monkey baby with his long arms! Levi has started smiling and cooing too. He’s usually happiest in the morning and will give me a big grin when he wakes up. And I love hearing his little voice. I can’t wait for him to talk more and more. I am so in love and am in heaven having a tiny baby in the house again.
Today is Annika’s last day of school. She’s ready for it to be over so she can play, play, play all day with James and Ryan and Erin. Every single time Ryan and Erin are outside she’s begging to go over there and play. Usually I let her because Ryan and Erin are calling for her too. I can’t believe how big Annika is getting. She’s getting tall but she’s also so lean. All that running and jumping and playing and monkey bars are toning my girl in a big way. Her upper back and shoulders are nothing but muscle. She’s cut! I have a picture from Memorial Day weekend when we had the slip ‘n slide out. Here it is:
See those muscles in her shoulders and back and even her butt and thighs! Oh, and don’t worry. That look is actually pure joy. I uploaded pictures last Friday and there are a bunch more from the slip ‘n slide, including some video, and she is having a great time.
Annika’s imagination continues to go at top speed. She is constantly making up a story or song or play scenario. She doesn’t stop talking or pulling James into her make believe world with her (and she can be quite bossy telling him what to play and do ALL THE TIME). One time James came stomping out of their room, slammed the door and shouted “I’m not the prince anymore!” I guess he was done playing for a little while. Her world usually has a princess, an evil queen, a prince and some catastrophe that they must work their way out of. Last Wednesday was her preschool graduation and family picnic at the park in town. She spent most of the hour playing with Elyse and Grace and James. Sometimes Grace was the monster and Annika and Elyse were the princesses and had to run away from Grace. Basically it was a glorified game of chase. Then James got in the act and the girls had to run away from James. Too bad James isn’t as fast as the girls (with his cute little boy legs) so he’d have to take shortcuts in order to keep up with them. We saw him with his little finger pointed out at them and we thought he was “pughing” them (his word for shooting – his gun is usually called a “pugher”). Kris stopped him to tell him that there is no shooting at people, even with a play “hand” gun and James corrected him. He wasn’t shooting, he was casting spells! Sure enough, he was the “evil wizard” and was chasing the girls and shooting spells at them. Um, I guess that’s OK?
And James is turning into such a little boy. He’s not so much a toddler anymore. He’s a big preschooler now. He’s leaning out too with all his running and playing. His little baby belly is thinning out and his legs are losing their baby fat. It makes me happy and sad all at the same time. And his vocabulary, his imagination, are exploding. He says the funniest things! Last week he put on the fairy wings that Annika received at Elyse’s birthday party. Then he exclaimed excitedly “Now I can fly!” Immediately concerned, I told him “Those wings are for pretend, right James? Those wings are just for pretend.” He looked up at me with a sad little face and said flatly “Oh.” Yikes. He likes to “fly” by jumping off the bunk bed ladder. Or by jumping off the stairs (three or four stairs up these days). He gets a strict reprimand whenever he does those things but he’s all boy and just can’t help himself I think.
Today is my dads birthday. Happy Birthday Grandpa Dan! I’ll call him at lunch time and wish him a happy day. I just saw him on Saturday (He and Marcia and Krystle and Pierce came to the Minnesota Machine game with me as did some friends of ours – Pam, Scott, Mark, Jon, Salix and Talia! Nana and Papa made it too! The kids were in heaven to have so many loved ones there!) when we were celebrating my birthday. (Yep, that’s right. I’m 34 now. Woo-frickin’-hoo.)
And now for some very sad news. Papa Merv has been diagnosed with lung cancer. He has more tests coming up to determine how bad it is and devise a treatment plan. If you could, please keep him and Gramme in your thoughts and prayers. We need them right now.
Let’s end this on a happy note with a couple pictures – more available at the link to the left.
Proud Gramme with two of her grandkids:
Annika made Levi a crown:
Sometimes Kris will let me snap of picture of him:
James chillin’ on the couch (while watching cartoons):
Levi in his outfit from Paris (courtesy of my coworkers Scott and Bill – thanks guys!)
Annika showing off her second lost tooth: