Happy Birthday to Kean... Happy Birthday to Kean... Happy Birthday dear Kean...
Today he is a whopping 3 weeks old. Hard to believe it was 3 weeks ago that I was competing for the title of Vomit Queen and struggling through contractions. But, as you can see, the best nurse in the whole world, Liz, was by my side to coach me. Where... you might ask... was the other coach?
Ah yes, as I said, its a good thing I had Liz by my side. Here's my fearless husband just plum tuckered out from all the hard labor.
It's a good thing my cousin, Jay stopped by to give Byron all the moral support he needed to make it through the hours of labor.
Kean wouldn't wake up for anything today. Well, that's not true. He was awake some of the morning but had no interest in latching on. His NICU nurse pointed out that he is instead spending his energy growing. And boy is he-- he now weighs 1 full pound more than when he made his debut. On the other home front-- the real one-- Holland and Greer had their first day of school.
Reese had to go-- of course, with her own princess backpack. Um-- who let her wear that outfit and go outside without her hair combed? Where are the parents?????
Holland will be in THIRD grade-- wow, how did that happen? And GiGi will be going all day as a first grader. They lucked out and got their favorite bus driver from last year-- Miss Dottie.
Okay, isn't this a pitiful little picture? Poor Reesey all alone as they drive off. Grammy made sure she gave her some extra lovin' today while Mom was at the hospital.
Reese had to go-- of course, with her own princess backpack. Um-- who let her wear that outfit and go outside without her hair combed? Where are the parents?????
Holland will be in THIRD grade-- wow, how did that happen? And GiGi will be going all day as a first grader. They lucked out and got their favorite bus driver from last year-- Miss Dottie.
Okay, isn't this a pitiful little picture? Poor Reesey all alone as they drive off. Grammy made sure she gave her some extra lovin' today while Mom was at the hospital.
3 comments:
I love how Greer has shoes to match her skirt. And, Reese looks so tiny in the last picture. I can't believe Holland is in third grade. How did she get so old?
The picture of Byron totally makes me laugh. When I was in the hospital having Blakeley, Eric moved wrong and hurt his back, so I laid in my hospital bed while he laid on the couch moaning about how he needed pain relief. Convenient. Our poor boys. So glad they made it through the ordeal. Just kidding--what great hubbies we have!
That picture of Reese reminds me of Ryker yesterday. He wasn't very happy as we took each child to their classrooms. He kept saying, "And me go to my cwasswoom!" We went home and then, midday, took Emmery to kindergarten. This time he was donning his Diego Rescue Pack (orange backpack with a big face on it). As Emmery was walking with her class into the school I looked away just for a second and then noticed Ryker walking into the school right be Emmery's side. I had to run up there to retrieve him, and boy did he have a big bottom lip stuck out when I pulled him out of that line! He cried all the way home and spent the next hour telling me how much he wanted to go to school. I hope today will be better for him. It's tough for these little ones left behind, isn't it?
I hope Kean isn't too sleepy today and takes a nice long drink. You're quite the physical therapist! Take care.
It's good to see Byron doesn't disappoint. I don't know if it is because I've worked for him long enough, or because we are usually on the same train of thought (as frightening as that may be), but either way, I can HEAR all of his smartalec comments that I have no doubt accompanied this picture. Love it!
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