Tuesday, June 12, 2012

6/12/12

More words from Jason:

"Mommy, you're hot." (I'm not sure which meaning he was going for since we were in our cool basement)

"I can't wash my hands. I just ate them."


Sunday, May 13, 2012

A Comparison

How do they compare? Noah is on the left, Jason is on the right. I think the noses are quite similar. I get a kick out of the hair differences. Both boys wore the outfit Kyle was blessed in.




Noah's Blessing

 
We had a very special Mother's Day this year because we got to bless Noah that day as well. Because of the blessing we got to have Grandma Diane, Grandma Linda, and Great-Grandma Robbins with us on Mother's Day. Noah screamed during the whole thing, which meant we couldn't hear a word Kyle said, but we can still feel happy that Kyle did it. I am so grateful to have a husband who can bless us with the Priesthood.

After the Blessing we came back to our house and grilled hamburgers. The weather was perfect for this perfect day. I am so grateful to be a mother to these two cute boys.


Jason, Grandpa Jesse, Kate, Noah, Kyle, Grandma Diane

Great Grandpa Robbins, Great Grandma Robbins, Great Grandpa Brailsford, Grandpa Curtis, Grandma Linda, Kyle, Noah, Kate

Grandma Linda, Grandpa Curtis

Blair, Tori, Kayli, Matt

Melissa, Kayli, Quinn
Grandpa Jesse, Austin

Grandma Diane, Natalie




Thursday, May 10, 2012

Thirty-Four Months Old

Jason is thirty-four months old. Yesterday when I asked Jason to come wash his hands, he tried to get out of it by saying, "No, I'm a snake. Snakes don't have hands."

It is so fun to hear the things Jason imagines. He told me all about his day today, all the things he shopped for and the people he saw, none of which was true. Jason is becoming a builder and a maker. He loves to build train tracks and forts and to help Kyle with projects. He pestered Kyle all day Saturday to hurry up and build Noah's ceiling fan. Jason loves to help me make food in my kitchen. He also makes "food" for me in his play kitchen. Here are pictures of the muffins and soup I get to eat on a regular basis.



Jason had a blast helping grandma and grandpa plant their garden. Anything that involves getting into dirt, sand, rocks, sticks, water, or side-walk chalk is totally awesome.



  

And for the record, I don't dress Jason in pink sweaters. We had to borrow this one because we forgot to bring one. 

Three Months Old


Noah is three months old, so I figured it was time to take some new pictures. He is growing like a weed. He is at least 12 lbs. At his 2 month check he was fairly average in all his measurements. It is fun seeing him stare at toys now. And his smiles sure melt my heart.

 

 

I was going to delete this picture since Jason's head got in the way, but I decided to keep it because it is a good representation of how much Jason loves to smother Noah in love. Jason is always kissing Noah, patting his head, giving him toys, and calling him a million different nick-names. Kyle and I have picked up a few of them, such as "Noah-boah," "Noah-doo-dems," "No-aye," "No-ee," etc. I am continually amazed at the number of nick-names Jason can come up with for Noah.


Life really is crazy with these two boys, but I am looking forward to the time when they can entertain each other. Kyle and I had a good laugh the other day. We were all in Noah's room installing a ceiling fan. Kyle and were both looking up at the ceiling. I heard Noah making some noises, so I looked down and saw this:


One final picture of Noah with Grandpa Jesse.

Monday, March 26, 2012

The First of the Egg Hunts

Our first Easter egg hunt of the year was with Kyle's family since his mom won't be in town over Easter. Kyle and I had so much fun watching Jason collect his eggs. Jason had even more fun collecting them.


Seven Weeks Old


 

Noah is seven weeks old -- I can't believe we've actually made it to this far. I'll be honest and say the newborn phase is not my favorite. The weeks drag by when I'm not sleeping well and the baby doesn't sleep well. But I still love my baby.

Jason has done remarkably well accepting his little brother. He is a little too full of love at times. I feel like a broken record saying "Not so hard" or "SOFT" or "Don't touch his eyes" as I try to remind Jason to be gentle as he pats or snuggles his brother. Jason got the great idea that it would be a fun game to jump over Noah-- we've tried to put an end to that. Luckily no harm has come yet. I love how Jason tries to comfort Noah when he is crying by giving him cars and saying "It's OK Noah," just like I always say when Noah is crying. Jason is also very good at giving Noah his pacifier, sometimes a little too good (like when Noah is sound asleep and not needing one). So far Jason's attempts at comforting are in vain, but I know in the future Noah will be happy receiving such attentions from his big brother.

Our biggest struggle during the first few week has been having TWO crying babies in the middle of the night. Jason would wake up whenever Noah cried the first two nights having Noah home. We solved that problem by buying a box fan that we leave on all night in Jason's room; it drowns out all sounds. Unfortunately, Jason still started waking up in the middle of the night on his own, and he would be wide awake for two hours before falling back asleep (see previous post). This totally wreaked havoc on us as parents. Sleep deprivation is not fun. Thankfully, Jason is back to sleeping through the night, so we are feeling a little more rested, but not a lot.

I feel like it is still too early for me to make judgements on Noah's personality because he is still only four weeks past his due date. The first three weeks he slept all the time, but when we hit his due date, he started waking up. Now he seems a lot like Jason in that he wants to be held both when he is a awake and when he is asleep. When he is awake, he does not stay happy very long if he is not being held, but he is quite sweet when he is being held. Our biggest challenge with Noah, which was the same challenge with Jason, is that he does not transfer well to the crib for naps. He wakes up two minutes after we've laid him down and cries until we pick him up again. I am still struggling with how to handle this, but I might get a nice wrap and just wear him a lot during the day... we'll see.

I am happy to report that breastfeeding has been totally awesome with Noah. No worries there.