Part Two: Peter's Emerging Personality

Peter at three months is over 15 pounds.  He loves his milk! He is in 9-12 month size clothes. He also loves his hands and sucks on them all day.  He kicks a lot and smiles and laughs when he kicks something that makes a noise. 

 

 We are all in love with Peter's smile.  He even laughs at us now.  We spent a lot of the trip trying to make our "buba" smile. On the plane ride to Pensacola, Peter fell in love with the girls sitting beside me and stared at them the whole time.  He would wave his little arms and kick his legs to try to get their attention, and when they would look at him, he would break into a big smile and coo at them.  We are learning fast that Peter really likes girls.

We spent hours like this:

talking to him and trying to get him to flash us one of these:

Even the big kids get into it: 

 

and if all else fails, there is the force smile:

 

We love love love little Peter and his outgoing personality.  He puts up with his brother and sister "helping" him (Henry tries to help me nurse Peter), and really enjoys interacting with them. He loves Mama, loves to be held close, and loves to talk and coo and laugh.  He has also taken a great interest in his Papa, and the two are often found like this: cooing and talking to one another.

We can't wait to learn more about you Peter!

Our Trip to Pensacola, Part One

I love Margaret Mary's face in this photo series. For the past two weeks, we have been in Pensacola, FL while Jason worked on Fraternus Ranch.  Getting to Florida was quite the ordeal as we flew red eye at midnight.  The night we were to leave, Jason and I were having a second supper (to give us energy) when Henry (who ahd been sleeping) walked around the corner and said "Hi!".  The sweet boy was too excited to fly on an airplane to sleep. I don't remember much about the flight (Peter was an angel), but I do remember cracking up when MM kept on calling the pilates of the airplane "pirates." Too funny.

more to come soon...

So, I just uploaded 527 pictures...

...enjoy these as a little teaser of more to come!

We have been unpacking and getting all our normal systems set up again. I am also been totally enthralled with the Real Food Summit...but more on that later.

my little-est love

Such beauty in a baby's face. 

Sweet innocence. 

Margaret Mary has been asking me to sing her baby song lately. I often sing it to her when bouncing Peter, so its kinda becoming Peter's baby song as well.

"..The world will try to tell you that might is more than right.  

That beauty is on the outside and being good is a losing fight. 

But remember what I told you, because the world will make you choose:

 Hold to Jesus, he's holding on to you...

Hold on to Jesus, and cling to his love.

Rest deep in his mercy, whenever things get rough.

Don't lose sight of his goodness, and don't ever doubt this truth,

that when you hold on to Jesus, he's holding onto you..."

Here are my other two loves pretending to be babies...

A nice break from fighting over imaginary plane tickets. :)

Father, Sons and ice cream

Peter has the most relaxed arms. I love how he holds them...

 

Fire Truck Parade!

Hanging out

you can see how much Peter already loves his big sister!

 

isn't he a chunk? 15 pounds at two months!

Sending Off

Every day, Henry likes to help Jason get dressed, and in doing so, insists on wearing a belt and a tie, just like his Papa.

and of course, Papa can't leave without a big hug and kiss from Margaret Mary. He gets kisses from me too, but I don't have any photos of that. :)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Henry

I love my son.

The older Henry gets, the more I realize he is just like me. Melancholic. Poor guy.  At least we will be able to sort through this personality together; o practice patience; to seek humility; to find confidence in our identity as children of God; to fix our eyes on heaven. To know that God will give us the grace to overcome our anxieties and frustrations.  The grace to get out of our own heads. To know that with God ... 

"We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair;  persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed...Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal."

2 Cor. 4:8-9, 16-18 

Fight the good fight my son, it is worth it.

"... in communication with God, the melancholic finds a deep and indescribable peace."

The Temperament God Gave your Kids.

Thanks Tammy for the book!

Buh buh AND Buh buh

I may have mentioned before that Henry calls Peter "buh buh." When the two babies are together I have taken to calling them "buh buh and buh buh" (sung to the same melody as Colleen Nixon's "Body and Soul" song). 

 

 It's really hard to get pictures of these guys together cause Henry is all over the baby.  I have to have one hand on the camera, and the other on Peter to protect him from Henry's boyness. (This is also why I haven't attempted a pic of all three of them yet).

When Peter was born, everyone said he looked just like his big brother, but I don't see it at all. I think he looks just like Margaret Mary did as a little baby.  Even today, people make comments about how the two boys look alike.

 

Some moments are sweet, but I know that Henry can't wait for Peter to get bigger so they can wrestle. Margaret Mary isn't really up for Henry's tackle, crawl all over each other games. You can't leave Henry alone with the baby...too dangerous. 

 

When Henry gets close to Peter, he talks to him in a really high pitched squeaky voice and flashes him a BIG SMILE.  He also likes to tell us every time the baby touches him. For example, if the baby touches him on the nose, he will come to us and point to his nose, say "buh buh" and smile real big before running back to his brother.

 

Henry likes to poke Peter in the eyeballs.

 

and do toddler tricks around him that make mama nervous...

 

Brother and Brother. "Buh buh and Buh Buh." Best friends forever.