February in Review (a lost post from March 3)

March came in like a lion here, albeit a very gentle lion--maybe a cub who's been declawed. In other words, it snowed lightly, school wasn't cancelled, and the winter continues to be absurdly mild.

Here's our February in review:

Dave, his parents and siblings at Uncle Bill's funeral reception

The boys hugging, then roughhousing, as usual...

We had a lovely visit from Auntie Jenny, Fiona and Mica (he's the dog):

Yep, Will still thinks he's of the canine persuasion.

Here was Valentine's Day:

Will made his "King Valentine" crown at preschool.

They proceeded to call themselves Baby Bunting

and take turns in the laundry basket:

They also took turns putting each other to bed

and giving goodnight kisses.

Here are my boys hiding in their box-cave because

"The bear's comin'! Hunters are comin'!"

In the middle of the month, Mindy had her beautiful baby girl:

The original Isis seven went out for dinner to celebrate Noon Baby #3;

the girls got these fantastic tee-shirts for Will and Finn.

 "Biggest Brother Will"

 "Big Brother Finn"

And here's Big Brother Finn in action,

"snuggling the New March Baby!" as he likes to say.

This baby is seriously lucky in the big brother department.

Happy start to March, everyone!

"How are the boys doing?"

This one was goofing around with me a few days before Bridget arrived.

And here he is carrying his Build-a-Bear puppy, Carl, in his shirt.

Also, knocking my metaphorical socks off with his architectural skills

(he built this entirely by himself--age three is full of these blown-away moments for me).

When the younger one's not busy studying every detail of his new baby sister...

...he's making butterflies at Miss Magda's toddler program, and, you know, eating.

Always eating. 

(Don't know what's up with Dave's scary eyes of doom.)

Together, they watch Cars 2 side-by-side.

They ride around in the infant tub

and pretend they're riding a train, 

or maybe they pay a visit to a friend:

 They're doing great.

They are great.

Easter 2012

This year, the Easter Bunny gave each boy a wind-up construction vehicle

(driven by a rabbit and a chick, respectively);

a light-up spinning wand;

and a big old hunk of chocolate, of course!

He/she also left this note in each basket.

I love the explicit mention of a 6-egg maximum.

Off they went, searching high...

 

 and low...

for their soccer/foot-/basket-/baseball eggs.

They were eggs-pert hunters!*

Also very proud of themselves.

Mommy and Bridget were recovering from some nasty colds,

but they loved watching the boys have so much fun.

Happy Easter 2012!!

*Sleep deprivation brings out the bad puns. Mea culpa.

Interrogating One-Month-Old Bridget

Yawwwwwn.

I'm a little tired, can we hurry this along?

Smiling? Sure I am, but my non-gas-related grins are reserved for my big brothers.

Excuse me? I'm shocked that you'd ask a lady for her weight!

Fine, I'm 9 lbs., 13 oz. and 22 inches long.

Yep, I've been told I look like my brother before.

And if I turn juuust a little bit to the right,

I look like the other brother. See?

And like my dad, and like my mom,

yes, blah blah blah, you are booooorrrrring me!

No, really, thanks for being a fan.

Good night and good luck!

Bridget's Fourth Week

There is something about a third baby. 

Or maybe just this third baby.

Or maybe just me as a third-time mom.

I wouldn't say that I "savor every moment," especially when we're in hour six of a marathon nursing-and-dozing session. Still, I haven't yet wished for time to speed up, for her to reach any of the milestones that I know are Right Around the Corner. She doesn't have much of a personality, and she doesn't smile intentionally, and she obviously can't sit up or talk to me or play with her brothers. 

But this time around, I love her every day, exactly as she is.