A month or so ago Jared asked me "Where is that Seahawks outfit? Why haven't you put Asher in it?' (this is one that Isaac wore and Jared particularly likes) "He's not big enough." came my response "It is a 3-6 month size."
"He's going to be too big for it by the time you get it out."
"No he won't. It'll be fine."
When Asher hit 2 months I started thinking he needed some bigger clothes. I actually got around to getting them out two-ish weeks ago (he'll be 3 months old in a couple of days!). I put him in the Seahawks outfit almost the first day and it was tight in the length. Jared was right. We've got a big kid.
At his 2 month appointment he weighed 14.13 pounds (82nd percentile), and was 25 1/2 inches (97th percentile). I think that I don't notice how big he is though because his head is only 48th percentile and his head, (with his melt-my-heart-smiles) is what I look at the most!
He's also fitting well into the outfit that Jared and I bought for him after our ultrasound. That cap (which is supposed to fit up to 12 months) is pretty tight though! Not his favorite. Asher really doesn't love hats at all, but decided to be civil about it for these pictures.
I realized that the reason I haven't liked afternoon church in the past is because I don't do anything worthwhile before church besides get ready. I really don't know what I do with the rest of my time. Then, when I get home from church I get dinner on and then my day is gone.
This time around I've determined to make my Sunday morning hours worth something. One thing I've decided on, in an effort to have my kids know their family better too, is to have a Sunday morning card making activity. I made a list of all of our family's birthdays (the kids' aunts, uncles, grandparents, and cousins) and each Sunday we make a card for whomever is having a birthday that week. We look at a picture of the family member and talk about what that person likes and try to personalize the card a little. Then it is sent off in the mail. This week we didn't have a birthday to prepare for, so we finished up our Thank You cards from Christmas.
January isn't too heavy-- only 2 birthdays there. August will be super busy with 7 birthdays. April is a barren wasteland. 41 birthdays and none in April. Guess we'll have to do Easter cards or something. And, none in February... yet. Looking forward to that new cousin Cherry and Spen!
So, here's to a year of happy, productive Sunday mornings :)
I think I have mentioned before how Kyah has long enjoyed creating new outfits for herself from our limited dress-up stock by wrapping, tucking, and pinning things different ways, but she also enjoys creating clothes for her dolls and animals too. In the past this has mainly involved cutting holes and tying knots with fabric. Just recently, however, she decided to up the ante and start sewing the pieces together. She did this withoutasking if she could break out my sewing things, but since she is pretty careful and responsible I couldn't give her too much grief about it.
Before I had even discovered her she had already cut the thread, threaded her needle, and sewn a couple of stitches. It wasn't until she started getting frustrated that her stitches were coming out that I had to step in and teach her about tying knots at the end of the thread so it didn't just pull through. I don't think that she had the patience for knot tying though, because I saw her doing it her old way later on :)
I've enjoyed sewing for so long, but never really thought about teaching it to my daughter yet. Glad she took the initiative to do something that seemed interesting to her!
When I woke up this morning I could tell approximately what time it was without looking at the clock or even out the window. I knew before I opened my eyes that it was at least 6am. In fact, it was 7, and I had slept soundly since 11:30 the night before. My little Asher slept the whole night through! In fact, he last ate at 8:30pm and was asleep by nine (as is his usual schedule). He usually goes 6-7 hours between feedings at night, but eating at 8:30pm has him waking up between 3 and 4am most nights.Was sleeping through the night a fluke because he got his 2 month shots on Friday (actually his 11 week mark-- holidays...sheesh) and was super sleepy because of that? Or am I really seeing the light at the end of the middle-of-the-night-feedings tunnel? Either way, I am grateful for a night of uninterrupted sleep. Kinda wishing I'd gone to bed earlier....
Asher started smiling socially between 4 and 5 weeks and he is still such a smiler. He breaks out into huge grins for diaper changes, bath time, play time, and feeding time-- pretty much anytime we are giving him our undivided attention. And yes, it still melts my heart every time. He especially loves it when he is laying on his back and we move his legs like he's at a dance party or practicing ninja moves.
He is very strong now, holding his head up well and keeping his body rigid most of the time. It sure is a change from his newborn days! We can hardly get him to bend his legs to sit on our laps now.
He hates tummy time, but that is mostly my fault for not doing it very much with him. In fact, I've never been good at tummy time with any of my kids. Maybe that is why they don't learn to crawl until the month before they learn to walk. Hmmm. The timing just never seems right since when I think of it he is either full from just eating (and who wants to lay on their stomach when they're full?) or else super sleepy. But, after talking with the Dr. on Friday I have renewed my efforts-- for which Asher is not thanking me. We'll see how this goes.
The past week has brought a marked increase in his spitting up. I am not sure why, since he's never spit up too much before this point. It's not fun for anyone. I'm thinking of keeping bibs on him all of the time now since changing those would be easier than changing his shirt 4 times a day. It wouldn't save my clothes though....
A fun little personality quirk that we have noticed with Asher is that he loves to have his face covered when he is sleeping. We never directly cover his face with a blanket, of course, but if there is some blanket off to the side he'll turn his head and plant it in the folds and fall asleep quite quickly. Jared or I placing our hand on top of his head and slowly moving it toward his face often has the same effect. It is so cute.
If any of you have called me or Jared (particularly Jared) at our house and talked to us for any length of time, you've probably heard that we don't get very good reception. We often have dropped calls, or it is hard to hear.
Well, our reception has improved in the last couple of months, and we now have 4 bars. Sweet.
The littlest bar was hungry and none too excited about laying for this picture, but alas. He survived. Also, Kyah told me that she wanted footie jammies for Christmas, but I hadn't ever seen any in her size. Then, the week before Christmas I saw these footie jammies for big girls (her's was the smallest size). Hurrah!
This got my attention recently; really struck a chord:
Suffer the pain of discipline, orSuffer the pain of regret
I'd rather have the former. This quote has motivated me many times already. I'm printing it up for my wall, hoping that it keeps working its magic throughout this coming year.
And now, the fun stuff. Old Navy had this display up with the perfect spot for a little girl to jump in the scene. I had my back turned when she got up there and I when I turned around it actually took me a second to find her!