three months


3 months, say what?!

He is currently still waking up every two hours at night (which is killing me)  As much as I hate it, I smell some sleep training in the near future.   This mama is tired of having a zombie brain.

He is laughing and smiling

We hear he looks like Mitchell all the time … I don’t think I have heard anyone say he looks like me yet. 

He can roll onto his stomach

We are one physical therapy appointment away from being able to say sayonara to torticollis.  *fingers crossed followed by a happy dance*




Winter keeps us laughing daily. 

Every morning she picks out a shirt and shoes to wear and then dresses herself.  No pants.  Ever. 

She likes to pretend her name is Erin or Mitchell and thinks its the funniest thing ever.

Potty training is still a four letter word in our house.

Food staples:  greek yogurt, tomatoes, beans, rice, parmesan cheese, apples, carrots, noodles and goldfish. 

She LOVES nursery and church.   She always yells “Yippeeeee!” when she finds out its Sunday.

Her pajamas are “jammies” and if you call them by any other name you better believe she will passionately correct you.    

She is a huge fan of Dora the Explorer and gets so concerned about the poor animals who need help on the show.

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Not So Silent Night


We were invited to spend the night over at my parent’s house on Christmas Eve and we took them up on the offer.   Winter and Mitchell slept in the same room while Forest and I bunked up elsewhere.  Winter decided to wake us up at 5 am and she just couldn’t stop laughing when she realized that Mitchell was sleeping next to her.  I was already awake (because you are ALWAYS awake when you have a baby), so I joined their party.  So 5 am – 7 am consisted of lots of songs (sung very loudly), rolling around and laughing.  I don’t know why she was even excited; to be honest we didn’t really even explain the whole Christmas morning thing very well .


For the past month or so, Winter has pretended to play Doctor.  She would feel our foreheads, look in our ears, write down notes and give us shots.  So the doctor play kit she got was just what the doctor ordered (har har).   Every time she gives us a shot she tells us, “to close our eyes and think of something happy” (all you Daniel Tiger fans will recognize that line).

  Forest enjoyed his Christmas as well … his two pacifiers.  I just can’t justify buying stuff for a kid that does not care.  I thought I had done a good job with just buying Winter four gifts … but after Christmas I realized that she would have been thrilled with half that many.  Note to self:  simplify Christmas even more next year.

Introducing Dr. Sassypants

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You see that Instant Pot box?  Mitchell gave me a sweet pressure cooker and I gave him a sweet ice cream maker.  I think we have officially hit adulthood status:  both received kitchen appliances and we were both excited. 



And it wouldn’t be Christmas without some kind of weird family photos.

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