Sunday, February 28, 2010
The completed family tree
Okay, so it's not QUITE complete, because I still have yet to frame photos of Peter and Charlotte to put at the bottom on the trunk. But at least all of the ancestor photos are filled in!
Buddies to watch over little Peter and Charlotte
Some of our neighbors stopped by to bring a little gift to Peter. Someday, when Peter is a little older, I predict Sarah and Max will be good buddies to both Peter and Charlotte. Sarah was very interested in holding Peter and commented on everything he did. Max wanted to know what Peter ate and what he did all day. Don't they look like they're going to be great friends?
Great Grandpa Chuck
I finally got my hands on a photo of my Grandpa Chuck (my father's father) as a toddler. You may or may not know that we have a "family tree" painted on the wall of the nursery that features photos of Charlotte and Peter's direct ancestors hanging from the branches. Now all the frames are filled! I'll post a photo of the complete family tree later, but for now, here is Grandpa Chuck when he was probably about one year old or so. I'm guessing it was taken in Wyoming, where he lived when he was little.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Smack, smack
Peter's latest trick is to smack his lips like he's eating something delicious (when in reality all he's doing is chilling in his bouncy seat, batting away at the elephants and lion hanging from the cross bar). Charlotte and I think this is hilarious and imitate him whenever he does it. He doesn't seem to mind.
Monday, February 22, 2010
Madison and Charlotte on a sunny day
Upon seeing this photo of Charlotte and her supercute friend, Madison, Corey remarked first on how cool the tire was that they were swinging on -- not how adorable the girls were. You can take the boy out of Detroit, but you can't take the Detroit out of the boy.
The Sandersons head south
Peter's Uncle Don and Aunt Stephanie brought "Cousin Quinn" (as Charlotte loved to call him) down from Minnesota last weekend! They thought Peter was terrific.
Quinn wrestled with Peter's stuffed horse.
What's happening, Auntie Steph?
Bathtub full of cousins!!!
Quinn got his first haircut from a stylist who looked like she was straight out of "Steel Magnolias".
Big eyes!
Playing outside in the gorgeous weather was a big treat for Quinn, who has been cooped up inside all winter in Minnesota.
HAAAAAAAAAAAAY! Don't forget about meeeeeee!!!
We (and half the county) hit the playground to capitalize on the warm weather.
Quinn inspected the slide.
Too distracted by the yummy grass to smile for the camera.
Sunbathing!
Our little families are growing! We'll be one bigger in August when Quinn becomes a big brother.
Reading important books about Quinn and Corey's favorite topic: vehicles.
Peter partied a little too hard.
Quinn has a big crush on Faith Carol, who baby-sat the kids Friday night so the adults could have an evening out.
NanaB requested a photo of the boys, so we obliged!
Quinn wrestled with Peter's stuffed horse.
What's happening, Auntie Steph?
Bathtub full of cousins!!!
Quinn got his first haircut from a stylist who looked like she was straight out of "Steel Magnolias".
Big eyes!
Playing outside in the gorgeous weather was a big treat for Quinn, who has been cooped up inside all winter in Minnesota.
HAAAAAAAAAAAAY! Don't forget about meeeeeee!!!
We (and half the county) hit the playground to capitalize on the warm weather.
Quinn inspected the slide.
Too distracted by the yummy grass to smile for the camera.
Sunbathing!
Our little families are growing! We'll be one bigger in August when Quinn becomes a big brother.
Reading important books about Quinn and Corey's favorite topic: vehicles.
Peter partied a little too hard.
Quinn has a big crush on Faith Carol, who baby-sat the kids Friday night so the adults could have an evening out.
NanaB requested a photo of the boys, so we obliged!
Friday, February 19, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Fancy Nancy or a bag lady? YOU decide!
Charlotte loves her dress up box (which NanaB stocked with all sorts of goodies for Christmas), but her fashion sense is still a little questionable. For instance, was it necessary to wear BOTH skirts over her khakis?
Yes, CJ's superhero cape matches her purse, but did the Hawaiian lei push the outfit over the edge?
Nope. Looks perfect to me.
Yes, CJ's superhero cape matches her purse, but did the Hawaiian lei push the outfit over the edge?
Nope. Looks perfect to me.
Peter and the Hoosiers
My mom's cousin Brian and his wife, Melanie, were in town from Indiana for the weekend to hang out with their son Jordan. They swung by this afternoon to meet Peter and we had a blast. Charlotte in particular was giddy with excitement and tore around the house like a whirling dervish for the first hour they were here.
Jordan picked out this cute sun hat for Charlie Jo, which she wore for over an hour. Even though CJ has only wanted to read to herself lately, she readily brought Melanie several books and snuggled up for story time.
Love the juxtaposition of the expressions on their faces...
Peter was a smiley guy while Brian held him.
But then Brian used Peter to demonstrate how they offer their dog up as hawk bait when the dog has been naughty.
Brian and Melanie will be back in May for Jordan's graduation from Belmont University. That is, unless I can convince the university not to graduate Jordan so he won't move away from us to Seattle. Wish me luck.
Jordan picked out this cute sun hat for Charlie Jo, which she wore for over an hour. Even though CJ has only wanted to read to herself lately, she readily brought Melanie several books and snuggled up for story time.
Love the juxtaposition of the expressions on their faces...
Peter was a smiley guy while Brian held him.
But then Brian used Peter to demonstrate how they offer their dog up as hawk bait when the dog has been naughty.
Brian and Melanie will be back in May for Jordan's graduation from Belmont University. That is, unless I can convince the university not to graduate Jordan so he won't move away from us to Seattle. Wish me luck.
Monday, February 8, 2010
Peter's first Trivia Night
Peter made his Trivia Night debut tonight, and he may have been the good luck charm that helped us take first place! We ran all of our answers by him first, and if he didn't blurp on the answer sheet we turned it in. Turned out to be a good strategy.
Just like the first time Charlie Jo attended Trivia Night as an infant, Corey declared that I brought Peter home smelling like nacho cheese. I told him that was impossible since Peter only ate guacamole, not queso dip.
Here's a shot of Peter in the arms of team captain Rich Scott (the man who knew Bill Russell had the most NBA national championship rings all with the Boston Celtics AND that a bee has four wings):
Peter was rocking his uber-cool velvety footie pants, and all the women in the restaurant swooned in response -- even after he had an epic blurp all over poor Alicia and the floor.
Just like the first time Charlie Jo attended Trivia Night as an infant, Corey declared that I brought Peter home smelling like nacho cheese. I told him that was impossible since Peter only ate guacamole, not queso dip.
Here's a shot of Peter in the arms of team captain Rich Scott (the man who knew Bill Russell had the most NBA national championship rings all with the Boston Celtics AND that a bee has four wings):
Peter was rocking his uber-cool velvety footie pants, and all the women in the restaurant swooned in response -- even after he had an epic blurp all over poor Alicia and the floor.
The Peter Report
Peter got a glowing report from his pediatrician this morning! He officially weighs 11 pounds even (50th percentile) and measures 22 inches long (25th percentile).
Not bad! He performed all his best tricks for the doctor (smiling, holding his head way up while doing tummy time) but he did NOT like his shots. He screamed so hard that no sound actually came out at first. I felt bad laughing, but it was too funny. Charlotte (sitting politely in a chair) only looked mildly concerned. She was much more interested in the stickers the nurse brought her. Poor Peter.
Not bad! He performed all his best tricks for the doctor (smiling, holding his head way up while doing tummy time) but he did NOT like his shots. He screamed so hard that no sound actually came out at first. I felt bad laughing, but it was too funny. Charlotte (sitting politely in a chair) only looked mildly concerned. She was much more interested in the stickers the nurse brought her. Poor Peter.
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Eight whole weeks old
Peter is a whole eight weeks old now! He slept all the way through the night last Thursday, but it turned out to be sort of a fluke. He's slowly lengthening out the times between feedings at night, but after an initial good chunk of four or five hours of sleep he tends to then go back to waking up every couple of hours.
He never really caught on to nursing (he would nurse for 45 minutes straight, still be starving, and then drink nearly a full serving from a bottle, so we realized he wasn't actually being productive while latched) so I have been pumping a few times a day and feeding it to him by bottle. This means Corey has the lucky job of helping with the night feedings!
PJ is remarkably good-natured when I have to set him aside to deal with his big sister, but he can hold his own in the tantrum department (especially in the evenings). He spits up like a champ, so we're very grateful to have received lots of burp cloths as gifts. Even though I do a load or two of PJ's laundry every two or three days, we somehow manage to find ourselves without any clean burp cloths at times. This could be in part because CJ spirits off the cloths to use as blankets for her baby dolls when she puts them "night night". CJ will even carry around her babies and pat them on the back while making the "shh shh shh" noise to soothe them in imitation of Corey and me.
PJ's eight week check-up is tomorrow, so I will post his official stats when I get them. We're finally out of the eight week quarantine that the doctor had recommended (to avoid public places during flu season until PJ was a little older) and cleared to go anywhere we want (within reason)! I'm just looking forward to getting CJ back to library story time and starting myself back at Stroller Strides. Most of all, we're glad to be able to attend play group. CJ really misses her Zoey, Madison, Charlie P., and Cooper when she can't get to play group. She also misses shopping at Target with Joslyne and Zoey.
Here are some shots of how Peter has grown over the past eight weeks!
One Week.
Two Weeks.
Three Weeks.
Four Weeks.
Five Weeks.
Six Weeks.
Seven Weeks.
Eight Weeks.
He never really caught on to nursing (he would nurse for 45 minutes straight, still be starving, and then drink nearly a full serving from a bottle, so we realized he wasn't actually being productive while latched) so I have been pumping a few times a day and feeding it to him by bottle. This means Corey has the lucky job of helping with the night feedings!
PJ is remarkably good-natured when I have to set him aside to deal with his big sister, but he can hold his own in the tantrum department (especially in the evenings). He spits up like a champ, so we're very grateful to have received lots of burp cloths as gifts. Even though I do a load or two of PJ's laundry every two or three days, we somehow manage to find ourselves without any clean burp cloths at times. This could be in part because CJ spirits off the cloths to use as blankets for her baby dolls when she puts them "night night". CJ will even carry around her babies and pat them on the back while making the "shh shh shh" noise to soothe them in imitation of Corey and me.
PJ's eight week check-up is tomorrow, so I will post his official stats when I get them. We're finally out of the eight week quarantine that the doctor had recommended (to avoid public places during flu season until PJ was a little older) and cleared to go anywhere we want (within reason)! I'm just looking forward to getting CJ back to library story time and starting myself back at Stroller Strides. Most of all, we're glad to be able to attend play group. CJ really misses her Zoey, Madison, Charlie P., and Cooper when she can't get to play group. She also misses shopping at Target with Joslyne and Zoey.
Here are some shots of how Peter has grown over the past eight weeks!
One Week.
Two Weeks.
Three Weeks.
Four Weeks.
Five Weeks.
Six Weeks.
Seven Weeks.
Eight Weeks.
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Friday, February 5, 2010
Just can't make it any further...
After a fun lunch with our friends Mike and Emily (who were in town from Columbus, Ohio), Charlotte was so wiped out that she fell asleep in the car on the way home. She woke up when I carried her inside, but when I put her on the ground to take her coat off, she sank down to her knees, pulled her arms out of the coat sleeves, and collapsed onto the kitchen floor dead asleep.
This is UNHEARD OF for Ms. Charlie Jo. She has to be coaxed, cajoled, and begged to go to sleep. She has never drifted off in her high chair, watching television, or curled up with a good book. Never.
So what did Mike, Emily, and I do? We laughed and took pictures.
And then Mike decided that the kitchen floor looked like a nice comfy place to take a snooze as well. Goofball.
This is UNHEARD OF for Ms. Charlie Jo. She has to be coaxed, cajoled, and begged to go to sleep. She has never drifted off in her high chair, watching television, or curled up with a good book. Never.
So what did Mike, Emily, and I do? We laughed and took pictures.
And then Mike decided that the kitchen floor looked like a nice comfy place to take a snooze as well. Goofball.
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Go State!
I know the quality of this photo is terrible, but I took it with my cell phone in a dim room. The result was so goofy that I had to post it though. Peter is wearing a hand-me-down pair of jammies from his big cousin Quinn and demonstrating how he will cheer for MSU football next fall.
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