Having 3 kids and husband that is gone most of time is wearing me out. These last few days I have been walking around like a zombie. I need a nap.
There really isn't much to report. The kids are doing fine. The baby will be fine if I can get him back to his birth weight... he lost a pound and it has been a real struggle to get it back on him. He did hit a milestone today and had his first diaper blow-out... that was a real joy to clean up -- but how could I be mad at that cute little face! Besides, when they are this small, poopies really aren't that bad.
I have to watch the baby like a hawk these days because Sam seems to think he needs to prove his "super strength" by picking up the baby and carrying him around. He puts one hand under the baby's back and the other under his knees and carries him around like an offering. First off, he lets the head dangle which nearly puts me in a coma, and second off, Baby Jake is so wiggly all he has to do is move a little and fly out of Sam's hands. So far it hasn't come to this... and it is my mission to make sure it doesn't!
But he sure does love his baby brother:
Nephi is finally warming up to the little guy. I even managed to get him to hold him for a few pictures.
Love my boys!