{hands full of happiness}: Madly in Love!

The Darndest Things

C (Explaining to Eli and Si school fire drills): You have to go outside, and you can't talk, because, if you open your mouth, you will get fire in it.

Silas (at the Costco fountain pop machines): I want BEER!!!

Me (while dousing the hot dogs in ketchup): What? Did you say you wanted beer?

Silas: Yes.

Me: It's called ROOT beer, Silas. We don't drink beer. (Loud enough for all to be assured that my 4 year old doesn't drink beer.)

Silas: I call it BEER!

Silas: Mum, you got borned some really awesome kids!

Jared: Silas, come here.
Silas: Me no Silas, me Si-la-guy!

Silas (pointing to bone on the side of his ankle): Mommy, rock. in. my. foot.
Me: It's not a rock, it's a bone.
Silas (incredible distressed): Oh no! Mommy, BONE in my foot!

Silas (when the sun went behind a cloud and the room got darker): Mommy, dark?
Me: Ya, the sun just went behind a cloud.
Silas, very sad: Mommy, me miss da sun.

Silas (At 1:30 in the morning after he has been sleeping terrible due to a stuffed nose): Uh oh
Me: What, is your nose broken?
Silas: Yup, two them broken.

Me (at dinner time): Eli, have you been wearing your t-shirt on backwards all day.
Eli (without skipping a beat): No, but I've been wearing my underpants on backwards all day.

Eli (the first time he sat in his brand new, ridiculously expensive but totally safe car seat): It's like way comfortabler. It's like a pile of clouds I'm sitting on.

Eli: I know why the world turns. It's because the sun is so hot, and the world is a guy, and it doesn't like being so hot, so it turns around all the time to cool off.

Eli: You know that stuff in your eye? It's Jell-o, and it can see stuff. I know, because I touched it.

Eli: There's a skeleton inside my body that talks to me and tells me all the things that are good.

Me: Eli, pull up your underpants, it's not polite to walk around with a bare bum.
Eli: I don't have a bare bum, mum.
Me: What exactly would you call it?
Eli: A person bum.

Eli: Mum, will you button my pants and pull up my...um... bug?

Eli: Silas is such a little "Duke-ter." Me: What's a Duke-ter, Eli. Eli: Someone who eats all the 'Mo' so I can't have any.

Eli: Why is there toilet paper all over the yard. Me: 'Cause dumb teenagers didn't bother to find out if Auntie Phoebe was home or not, and now we have to clean it up. Eli: Grandma's going to be really mad. Let's eat them alive: crush their bones and drink their blood. (I promise, I don't know where he got that one.)

Eli (when I was wearing a dress that kind of makes me look preggers): Mommy, your 'mo' looks ugly when you have sisters in your tummy.

25 April 2012

Madly in Love!

I just thought you'd like to know that I'm deeply, madly, entirely in love.

This little man has won my heart over:

No, he doesn't have a name yet, but that doesn't stop us from thinking he's just about perfect. Silas covers him with kisses every chance he gets, and Eli insists on holding him whenever he can.

They change so quickly, and I can't stand it. He's already gained 2 lbs, at 2 weeks. He's a champ nurser, a fantastic sleeper, a cuddling master, and I just love him!!! I'm not a big fan of the whole "good baby" concept, as I don't think sleeping for long stretches and not crying makes a baby better than one who doesn't sleep for long and has colic, but honestly, this little man is such a good baby! He gets his ability to sleep from me: he can do it anywhere and at anytime. Okay, he's only 2 weeks old, it's likely to change, but I'll revel in it while I can.

Oh ya, and he molted. That's right, check out his face. It started at his chin, and spread like wild fire. But, now that that layer of skin has come off, he's quite handsome, if I do say so myself. I just hope he's not like a snake and molts every time he grows.

I do wish that he'd find those fingers more often. They sure keep him happy!

This was his first car seat ride, when he was a week old. It was strange not having some random nurse tighten and fit the car seat for me, but somehow I managed. He sure isn't a big fan of being buckled in, but since he's only ever awake for a few minutes at a time, as long as I nurse him before, he is usually out pretty quickly.

I haven't caught it on film (or memory card, if you will) yet, but I swear, this boy is already smiling. And not just gas smiles, but looking straight at us and grinning. He did it first at 9 days. He especially loves Eli and will smile wholeheartedly at him. I love it. When he's not smiling, he's usually quite pensive.

Silas is a firm believer in co-sleeping. When I a need him to, Silas will sleep with his "Baby Bra-der" quite happily. Seriously, aren't they adorable!

And, this is a weird one, but I'm planning on taking a picture of him every week for his first year just to document how he grows. Check him out!

Don't worry, I will tell you all just as soon as we pick a name. I think we're getting closer... maybe. Eli's voting for Thunder and Crossbow, and Silas insists on Baby Bra-der - Jared and I are less sure. Soon, I promise.