The new sheriff in town
This morning we went to visit Sam at home with his mom and dad.
He is very soft and cuddly. He spent about an hour with his face buried in the crook of my neck, snoring and sighing. Well, he did the snoring and I did the sighing.
He is, I swear, the most pensive-looking baby I have ever seen, ever. When he looks as something, he REALLY looks at it, raising his eyebrows ever-so-slightly in an "Oho, what is this?" detective-style fashion. When I leaned in close for the picture, he gave me these open, liquid, searching eyes and threatened to turn the corners of his mouth up into a smile. You could almost hear him saying, "Now, what have we here? This is most intriguing!" Two weeks old, and he already has a British accent and a love for Cuban cigars.
To absolutely no one's surprise, his sister is doing very well with the major life changes he has wrought. She informed us several times that she was "The Big Sister". I think she was happy to see my crazy boys. She, Isaac, Jacob, and I ran around her house and screamed and did jumping jacks, with the following result:
We brought Sam's family something to heat up for dinner, some playdoh for Ella, and some diapers for Sam. Oh, and I made him this.
More people should have babies so I have a reason to make quilts. I'm tempted to make Jonas another baby quilt, now that I sort of know what I'm doing. Because everybody needs 50 billion homemade baby blankets.
He is very soft and cuddly. He spent about an hour with his face buried in the crook of my neck, snoring and sighing. Well, he did the snoring and I did the sighing.
He is, I swear, the most pensive-looking baby I have ever seen, ever. When he looks as something, he REALLY looks at it, raising his eyebrows ever-so-slightly in an "Oho, what is this?" detective-style fashion. When I leaned in close for the picture, he gave me these open, liquid, searching eyes and threatened to turn the corners of his mouth up into a smile. You could almost hear him saying, "Now, what have we here? This is most intriguing!" Two weeks old, and he already has a British accent and a love for Cuban cigars.
To absolutely no one's surprise, his sister is doing very well with the major life changes he has wrought. She informed us several times that she was "The Big Sister". I think she was happy to see my crazy boys. She, Isaac, Jacob, and I ran around her house and screamed and did jumping jacks, with the following result:
We brought Sam's family something to heat up for dinner, some playdoh for Ella, and some diapers for Sam. Oh, and I made him this.
More people should have babies so I have a reason to make quilts. I'm tempted to make Jonas another baby quilt, now that I sort of know what I'm doing. Because everybody needs 50 billion homemade baby blankets.
posted by Claire at 2:57 PM
1 Comments:
I've been researching "work at home" situations, and it sounds like you just need to get a "leetle" more publicity, and off you go--a home-grown business of your own!
Have you thought about it, really?
This is another beautiful one!
I'm sure Jonus would Love to have another quilt. Heck--I'd love to have one!(Seriously) - Love, Mom
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