Reflection

It was fun watching LB discover his own reflection in the mirror the other day.  Of course, the picture does not capture the moment as it was, but it sure was worth recording somehow.

Out of town friends

We had a fun time visiting with out of town friends this past Thanksgiving weekend.  Tim and Noah, who were also missionaries in Merida with Byron, were in Augusta for the holiday.  We had a great time catching up with each other.

Time, Noah & Byron.

 

2013 Christmas tree shopping

Fingers

I keep wondering if LB will become a finger-sucker.  He likes to suck his index fingers.  I've tried all sorts of things to keep him from doing this -- socks on his hands, the pacifier, etc, but he seems to always find a way to get to his finger.  Sometimes I'll be nursing him and hear him sucking.  I look down and he has unlatched himself and is now sucking his finger.  We will see what happens...

(And never mind the two toothpastes on each side of his head.  These were "telephones" Emma was using to talk to him... she had two others she was holding on to).

Three months

This is almost half a month late, but here it is... Little Byron's three month picture.  I didn't get a good one of his whole body, so this one will have to do.

Emma thought this looked like fun and wanted to take a picture with JB as well. 

 

Emma's three month picture.

My boys

Oh, how I love my boys!  

(If you want to make LB smile, all you have to say is "yessir, yessir!!" Thus this sweet picture)

Band-aid

Emma has discovered band-aids.  Any little bump or hurt needs to be covered with a curita.  Today Emma managed to run straight into the corner of the bathroom sink.  It was very painful and am thankful it just barely missed her eye.  Of course, after some holding and consoling, she finally calmed down when I offered to put a band-aid on it.  

She has a box of Sesame Street band-aids she likes.  I put it right over her owie, but she did not like it over her nose.  So instead, she walked around the house with the band-aid right bellow her injury, just so it could be away from her nose.

 

Dinner time -- her attempt to smile while simultaneously stuffing her face with hamburger meat.

2.5 months

(pictured by Byron's cousin... 

I take no credit for it, only that he has my dad's good-looking genes :) )

A few recent videos

We had to dust off our video camera and begin recording our little ones again.  Here are two videos of each.  The first is of Little Byron being his normal self -- a happy boy!  And now he is beginning to want to giggle.  Here he is taking his medicine with daddy.  The second one is of Emma being a mommy and giving her baby some milk and putting him to sleep.  The video does not show how she put the diaper on before that.  Enjoy!

Day of the Dead

I finally got around to doing what has been on my to-do list for years:  recognize Day of the Dead in our home.  It seems redundant to clarify this, but just to set matters straight -- no, we don't believe in Day of the Dead!  BUT, Day of the Dead is a huge part of my heritage.  I tell people that this holiday is the equivalent to Thanksgiving to Americans.  It's that big!  So I want to make an effort to raise our children with a this in mind.

So, all that to say, I finally got around to making some pib and xec last night and invited some friends to join us.  Though we want our children to experience this in the future, children were not included last night at our dinner table -- it was only adults, and it was so much fun!

I have no pictures other than my pib straight out of the oven.  Having been my first time making it, it turned out pretty good, but it does need some tweaking before next year.

Until then...

Floor

Emma has gone (how can I put this politely?)... insane!  

She is now a 2-year old, and what do 2-year olds do?  They develop a sense of independence and realize they have choices!  All good and well, and must I dare say... even encouraged?!  But it does get draining, and well... 

even a bit silly...

Yes, this is how Emma sleeps now.

 She wants to sleep on the floor, not because it's more comfortable (maybe it is... it's just hard to believe), but because she gets to choose and "get her own way."  You can't tell by the picture, but many nights now she also wants to sleep with clothes on (opposed to PJs)... not necessarily the clothes she wore for the day, but just clothes.  Again, choices!  After doing potty, we wash hands, but for some odd reason (again, choices) she wants to wash them in the kitchen, and not in the bathroom *sigh* :)

As long as she does what we want her to do, it doesn't matter how we get around to doing it.  We don't need to win every battle, but we must always win the war :)