Wednesday, March 10, 2010
This and That
While Grandma was here she was busy with a sewing project for Caroline. She brought a top/dress she made from Maisonnette fabric and pattern. And she used the pattern I bought there for ruffle pants to make some pink ruffle pants to go with the dress.
Our little french ruffle girl : ) Excuse the messy house.
Daddy caught a few shots of the three kids together on a Sunday morning.
Nora's expressions and mannerisms remind us so much of Ezra. Maybe you can see it too in these pictures.
Grandpa kept the kids entertained with books while we got ready. Getting ready to leave the house has been interesting since Grandpa and Grandma left us.
Before Nora was born, we told Ezra and Caroline that the new baby would cry a lot. One night while riding in the back of the van with Grandma while Nora was screaming her head off, we overheard Ezra say to Grandma "Well, mommy told me the baby would cry a lot!" Another time my mom informed me that he was plugging his ears back there. We were right, she does cry a lot. But the kids are getting used to it. They croon sweet nothings to her and sing to her and do their best to soothe her. When it doesn't work, they simply hunker down and deal with it...without much complaining.
Another time, while driving along in the van, all 3 children were crying off and on. It was Sunday after meeting and all three were hungry and tired and missing Grandpa and Grandma. Ezra finally yells up from the back seat "Mommy? Is there another baby in your tummy?" I replied with an emphatic "NO!" and he said "I want there to be another baby in your tummy now, I want lots of babies!" to which Tadd mumbled..."Now, I'm going to start crying!"
So, as you can see, we are adjusting to life as a family of five. We don't expect to get much done around the house. I count the day a success if we are all dressed when Tadd gets home from work and I was able to keep all the tummies full. There is a lot of snuggling, nursing, sitting on the couch, pacing the floor, etc. But we know it is simply a season in life. A season that we are thrilled to be in...even with the crying. Ezra and Caroline talk about "precious little Nora" and how much they love her throughout the day. And they do what they need to to survive. For instance, Ezra has taken to putting out bowls, spoons, cereal and milk while I'm busy in the morning. Yesterday he even poured Caroline her cereal and was feeding her when I got to the kitchen. This sense of responsibility they both are feeling is good for them and for me. We are also receiving lots of help in the form of meals being delivered to the house some evenings and being invited out other evenings. Thank you to all the wonderful women who have shared their delicious cooking with us!
Daddy's cowboy...wearing "big pink" Caroline's blanket.
And his cowgirl as well.