Sweetness

From The Mouths and Fingers of Babes

I suppose some of you have come over from Nicole's blog after reading about my darling Carson's plans for the future. She apparently has become quite the little eavesdropper. And, in Brad's defense, his recovery has been somewhat slowed by the unrelenting activity of Memphis.

But, I will go ahead and take this opportunity to share a little conversation between Carson and Claire. Probably Claire's attempt to retain her throne of things that make people die laughing.

Nicole and I took all of the kids to Krispy Kreme (they should be paying me for all this advertising) for a tour of the place. It's actually pretty neat and it's short enough to hold the kids' attention. And you get a dozen FREE donuts. Can't beat that.

When I picked them up from VBS, Carson and Claire informed me that they had donuts as part of their dinner there. I remarked on how they must be getting sick of donuts by now and then:

Claire: "If you eat too many donuts, you get sick."

Carson: "They didn't make me sick, but if you eat your boogers then you get sick."

Claire: "Well, I don't get sick when I eat my boogers!"

Of course not! It is possible that Carson's nasal excretions hold more infectious material than Claire's.

And I have one last little morsel of profane humor for you today. I have a sweet, wonderful, innocent baby girl who, apparently, had been pushed too far on this particular day.

Ok, I'll stop taking your picture for Pete's sake. No need to get hostile.

Don't Leave Children (or Donuts) Unattended

Yesterday I bought some Krispy Kreme donuts. Cody, Carson, Memphis, Silas and I were taking a trip to New Mexico to drop Cody off with her Dad for a visit. Between the five of us we ate six donuts. Of course, Silas ate the most.

There were six donuts left in the box this morning. I gave Carson and Memphis three of them for breakfast this morning and then I went back to my room. I was lazy. I thought that maybe on this Sunday morning, while Brad is recovering from "open heart surgery" aka no more baby surgery, I could lay down for a few more minutes. I figured since these parents of six were down to three children, we might be more likely to be allowed a few extra moments to snooze. I was right.

Brad and I slept right through Memphis noticing the donut box on the counter. We were unconscious when he took the box from the counter and went to find Carson. We were completely unaware as together they opened the box and devoured the three remaining donuts and replaced the box on the counter as if nothing had happened.

We were so oblivious that we didn't realize anything was amiss until Brad went to get himself a donut and was terribly disappointed to find that the box was empty. And when I asked Carson what had happened, I saw a lie forming in her mind. Her eyes shifted and she looked guilty. Fortunately for her, she used her better judgement and aborted her attempt at a fib. Instead, she laughed her cutest laugh and said, "I guess we ate them all."

I should be telling you that she was then punished for eating unauthorized quantities of donut, but honestly, I'd let them eat six dozen donuts for the chance at a little extra sleep. I would love to give you some more updates, but I have to get to Krispy Kreme before they close.

While She's Not Sleeping

Wow. I didn't realize how harsh sleep deprivation could be. Actually, Silas sleeps better than I have any right to expect, but she still wants to eat every couple of hours. I can't seem to remember the things that I want to blog about.

I will share a cute Father's Day story though. On Friday, I pulled all of the craft supplies out and had the kids make Father's Day cards. Carson dictated the following message for the inside of her card to Brad:

Happy Father's Day
Happy Father's Day
I hope you enjoy your gift.
I want to buy you a barbie.
I bet you would like a crab.
Happy Father's Day
Love, Carson

He, of course, loved it, although I'm betting he wouldn't be as happy with a crab as she thinks he would be.

We celebrated Memphis' second birthday. He got a lot of hot wheels cars and a case to carry them in. He loves to put all of the cars in the case, but then it's too heavy for him to carry. We can hear him coming a mile away. The case dragging along the ground behind him and the occasional "thump" when it bounces against the back of his legs has become a typical sound in our house. And it makes a pretty funny scene too.

Memphis' birthday marks the end of birthdays for our household until January. Well, sort of. Brad's and mine are close to Christmas, but we don't require elaborately themed parties. Anyway, it's a good thing because we need the next six months to save up for Christmas and the next round of birthdays.

It's late now and by some miracle Silas has fallen asleep, so this is where I take my leave. Sleep sounds sooooo good.

Her First Few Days

Silas is a wonderful baby. As is typical for new infants, she eats, sleeps, poops, and cries, although the crying does not usually last very long. She had her first official photo shoot while we were still in the hospital. I was delighted to find her alert time on day 2 coincided nicely with some really nice light coming into our room.

She is already Daddy's little girl. She loves to hear Brad's voice and his chest is her first choice for a good sleeping place.

My mom brought the three little kids to visit us at the hospital. Carson asked to see my belly, rubbed my stomach and said, "You got another one in there?" Thank you Carson. She was probably the most excited about Silas' arrival in the days before the birth, but when I called to inform her that she had a little sister, she said, "Yay! Can we have a lemonade stand today?" Sure, why not?

Going home

Cody cannot catch a glimpse of one hair on Silas' head without begging to hold her. She is the little mommy.

Memphis is surprisingly sweet with Silas. When he sees her, he runs to kiss her head. It doesn't seem to bother him that he may squish her little arms or legs when he leans over her, but it does bother me. Imagine that. He's going to be an incredible big brother.

First bath at home

Meyson and Brianna have not had the pleasure of meeting their new sibling yet, but they will be home tomorrow. They are very excited.

Silas is precious and we can't help but just stare at her and smile for much longer then we really should. She is a little miracle.

Silas Nicole

It's a girl!!

Silas Nicole

7 pounds, 15 ounces

20 1/2 inches

2:53pm on June 2, 2008

Happy, healthy, and well-loved!

It's Time

Well, here I am. Hooked up to the pit and contracting already. The nurse says we may have this baby by noon. That will be just fine with me. Of course I'll be updating later or tomorrow with baby pictures, but for now I'm going to enjoy just laying here waiting for Silas.