We're definitely not in Houston anymore
We've been enjoying some winter weather here in Louisville. I love it. It reminds me of my childhood in Connecticut and the snow has been infrequent enough so as not to put a bad taste in my mouth. Today we got our biggest snowfall of about 6" and Annie donned her snowpants, and I my cap to frolic in the snowflakes and make a snowman while Annie perfected her snow angel technique. She got pretty good, although she had a little trouble with the dismount. I haven't lost my touch with my snowman-making abilities either, I must say.
Oscar looked on from the observation deck (aka the living room), as Papa was snowed in from work, but he too was excited for all the white stuff outside (babies love contrast), as you can see in this photo. We finally got a photo of him smiling. This was a feat. Every time he was giddy and I got the camera out, it was like a deer in headlights. "What is that shiny machine!?" He's becoming more of a player in this family, crying less, making more conversational sounds. He loves having his diaper changed. I guess he's a neat freak like his mom. His sleep is slowly improving as well. Last night he went from about 8:15 until 3. Still not stellar but I'll take it. I have to watch myself comparing him too much to Annie otherwise he is going to get a complex. Annie, as you may remember, was the dream baby sleeper. I remember calling the nurse when she was 10 weeks old complaining that she wasn't doing the 8-10 hour stretches she had been doing just nights before. I'll never forget what the nurse said: "How old is she? ... She's not supposed to be sleeping that long. Count yourself lucky." Well, the rules of equilibrium are certainly at work in this house. I just pray he's as good an eater as Annie is. Fingers crossed.
We've been enjoying some winter weather here in Louisville. I love it. It reminds me of my childhood in Connecticut and the snow has been infrequent enough so as not to put a bad taste in my mouth. Today we got our biggest snowfall of about 6" and Annie donned her snowpants, and I my cap to frolic in the snowflakes and make a snowman while Annie perfected her snow angel technique. She got pretty good, although she had a little trouble with the dismount. I haven't lost my touch with my snowman-making abilities either, I must say.
Oscar looked on from the observation deck (aka the living room), as Papa was snowed in from work, but he too was excited for all the white stuff outside (babies love contrast), as you can see in this photo. We finally got a photo of him smiling. This was a feat. Every time he was giddy and I got the camera out, it was like a deer in headlights. "What is that shiny machine!?" He's becoming more of a player in this family, crying less, making more conversational sounds. He loves having his diaper changed. I guess he's a neat freak like his mom. His sleep is slowly improving as well. Last night he went from about 8:15 until 3. Still not stellar but I'll take it. I have to watch myself comparing him too much to Annie otherwise he is going to get a complex. Annie, as you may remember, was the dream baby sleeper. I remember calling the nurse when she was 10 weeks old complaining that she wasn't doing the 8-10 hour stretches she had been doing just nights before. I'll never forget what the nurse said: "How old is she? ... She's not supposed to be sleeping that long. Count yourself lucky." Well, the rules of equilibrium are certainly at work in this house. I just pray he's as good an eater as Annie is. Fingers crossed.
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