Saturday, October 22, 2011

Weeks 3, 4 and 5

My babies are all growing at record speed.  Baby Jack was almost 10 pounds (9 lbs 11.5 ounces) at his 4 week checkup (which was almost 2 weeks ago)!  And, Max and Sam look like giants next to him.  They still love him so much--it is heartwarming to see how much they really enjoy and care about him.  Whenever he cries, Max will run and find a stuffed animal for him to hold, and Sam is such the good helper when it comes to diaper changes--he likes to hand me wipes and throw the old diapers away.  Sam refers to Jack as "Mine Baby Brutter."   Whenever Jack sneezes or coughs or makes any sort of noise, Sam will give him a once-over and then announce to all that, "My baby brutter okay!"  This frequently happens in the car since Sam sits right next to him in our minivan (that's right--I said minivan--and that is all I am going to say about that except that it is one of the most comfortable and convenient kid transporters ever!)


3 Weeks Old:

   


















Getting ready for Halloween--Sammy Spiderman and Captain Max America.   Since they dress up as superheroes basically year-round, I  tried to convince them to go as something different for Halloween--they thought I was crazy since superheroes are the awesomest ever!


They did do a little "wild indian" stint in the front yard, however.  When I pulled out the Halloween box from the storage room (also known in UT as a fruit room) we discovered Max's old Native American costume from 2 years ago--basically when he was Sam's age.  Sam was too big for it though--the top fit him very snug and he absolutely refused to wear the cute feather headdress.



Max Halloween 2009--Also shunned the headress in favor of the mohawk


Max looking at last year's blog book, these books are favorites!

 


One month old!!
 
 



 




5 weeks old!

 One of the many of the many fun things about having three boys is pulling out an outfit and reminiscing about the older brothers as babies wearing the same cute clothes.

Max on the left, Jack in the middle, Sam on the right.









Okay, now I need to go vacuum, mop, dust and do laundry.  Oh yes, and I do have to get dinner ready too (almost forgot about that).  Sometimes I feel like there are not enough hours in a day...   Should have been doing all these things instead, but blogging is so much more fun!  I know this entry was light on the text and heavy on the photos, but the pictures speak more than words can say about how adorable my boys are and how happy we are.  Life is good.  Busier than I could have ever imagined, but good!






Sunday, October 16, 2011

Weeks 1 thru 3

Our baby Jack turns 5 weeks old tomorrow--WOW!!  I can barely believe it has been that many weeks since we brought him home.  He is so precious and just keeps getting sweeter and cuter by the day.  Unfortunately I have only gotten around to downloading pictures up to 3 weeks old, so that is all can post for now.  

JR at 1 week old:




His first real bath.  Much calmer and less messy than bathing the big brothers, I had forgotten that I actually enjoy bathing a  baby.  Jack really liked it too!

Sam just LOVES to hold baby Jack.  Only, he always wants to do so at the most inconvenient times--either while I am in the middle of nursing or changing a diaper--and will get a little mad when I tell him he has to wait.  Jack could be screaming because he is so hungry or tired, but Sam will still want to hold him--the cries don't phase him a bit. 



Max loves to hold Jack too, but is a little more reasonable about it.  It really is quite endearing to see how much both boys really love their baby brother.
 

My friend Sara came over with her kids to bring us dinner.  Her youngest, Isabel, is about 5 months older than Jack.  She is so much bigger--it is amazing (and a little sad) to see how much they grow in just a matter of months!  Look at the sweet way Sam is snuggling up to and gazing at baby Jack--so much love there!
 
The big brothers are already teaching JR everything they know about superheroes...






Baby Jack--and his proud big brothers--at 2 weeks old







A little blast from the past:  Max peering over the edge of the bassinette at baby Sam--a picture that is very reminiscent of the two above it.  It is just amazing for me to remember how little (and blonde) Max was when we brought Sam home.












Baby Jack at almost 3 wks old...
 

 looks an awful lot like Sam (who was about 5 weeks old in this picture).

Unfortunately, I couldn't find any pictures of Max wearing the same outfit (which was originally his).  As I have said before, our camera at that time was not very good, but here is a picture of Max at around 2 weeks old.  Which brother do you think Jack most resembles?  I get asked this question all the time, but I totally cannot decide.


Tomorrow, baby Jack turns 5 weeks old.  We are still trying to settle into a routine in our new and busy life and trying to figure out what works and what doesn't and still try to keep everyone as happy as possible.  My confidence is building little by little-- I have actually ventured on a few solo outings with the three boys which fortunately went well, but I still wake up every morning wondering how I am going to manage it all that day.  

The fall weather here has been beautiful and the boys are constantly begging to play outside.  Fortunately, JR is napping a lot and can be easily strapped into the Baby Bjorn so we can enjoy the pleasant temperatures and beauty of this time of year.
 
  Max still loves to ride his two-wheeler and enjoys going really fast down the driveway and making "motorcycle" turns
 

 Sam is obsessed with the Gator (or "alligator" as he calls it) and zips around the yard super fast in this thing.  It is amazing how well my two-year-old can steer.  In this picture he is taking his friend Ryan for a spin.



Paul still has to mow the lawn every weekend.  I don't think we were still mowing the lawn weekly in UT at this time of year (unless I just forgot), so it is kind of a drag.  Not for Sammy, though--he loves to ride along.  In the picture below he totally passed out in daddy's arms while cutting the grass.  I think Paul held him like that for over an hour while he finished the task.