Three and Five

This marks three weeks post-Elijah's birth...and only five weeks before we permanently depart for the other coast. Things are still moving along well. Elijah has some issues with wanting to be held when it is time to go to sleep. He's fine being on his own until that particular moment comes. We're working on it though. Matt encouraged me yesterday by telling me he is proud that I haven't made excuses and let things go just because I have two kids. That was so good to hear from my husband. ::whew:: We have discovered, though, that my mind says I can do more than my body is ready for. One walk to Target and I'll hurt all the next day. Oh well. At least I'm ok 99% of the time. :-) Judah is growin' growin'. Babbling more and increasing his vocabulary. He has now added "Where is it?," "What is it?," "Where is the car?." car, and hi. He's still working on those teeth. Sheesh -- I think he's only got two more that need to pop through. Praise the Lord for women who share advice. We got some of these herbal teething pills that women swear by. I am now going to join them in advocating Highlands teething pills!

Well, I need to get some lunch for the Judah-man and myself. Enjoy the pics!

Daddy and Elijah takin' a snooze.



Family time!



The other day, Matt asked me if I had put Judah's shoe on him. Nope. Judah put his own shoe on by himself! A few minutes later, he had both of them on. ::sigh:: They do grow so fast! Oh, and yesterday (by pure accident I'm sure) Eljiah rolled from tummy to back...TWICE. The kid is a Samson-type. No lie.