For Aunt Kelsey and Uncle Scott

 Thanks for making us so cute! Love this tie and headband bow.

Sunday Best

Renn and I went to all of church yesterday for the first time. This was the first time I also had fun dressing her up as a little girl, head band and all.  I'm a t-shirt and jeans kinda girl and that's pretty much how I've been dressing Renn as well.  But Sundays are a different story.  Who doesn't like to look cute on Sunday? Since I'm having a hard time finding a nursing friendly outfit that also fits my enlarged body AND qualifies to be put in the cute category,  I need to accessorize with a cute baby. (Not to mention that I need to look acceptable as I meet my future friends here in Corpus for the first time. I need a good first impression).  So here she is.  Renn is her first-Sunday-at-church dress.

Please ignore the bad lighting/weird angle.  I was wrestling this little guy to keep him from crushing his sister as he tried his hardest to get share her attention.  It came down to me just snapping whatever picture I could to document her outfit.

Renn is diong amazing.  She's pretty calm for the most part.  When she starts to make a fus usually all she really needs is to be up on your shoulder or facing outward slung across your forearm as you walk around the house.  When she's tired, we just wrap her up, calm her down, and put her down.  Pretty easy.  This past week her baby acne has gone into full swing.  Bennett's was horrible and lasted for what felt like forever.  I think in comparison hers isn't quite as bad.  Hopefully it wont last as long, too. 

Quick funny story.  Yesterday when the girl I met in the nursing room (daughter just turned two and a baby about 7 months) asked me what Renn's name was I totally blanked.  I started saying something and then totally stopped, stuttered, thought about it for a minute and then told her.  I blame it ont he fact that we always refer to her as "baby sister" or "the baby".  For example, " Bennett, quit running circles around the baby.  You're going to step on her head".  Or, "Bennett, baby sister is sad and crying because you were being silly and slapped her.  We don't slap baby sister".

We're still alive!

I feel like I can finally start to breath again. May was crazy. Packing, moving our stuff, birthday, baby, graduation, selling the house, moving ourselves, and doing it all in one week. I can't say that things have settled down into a normal routine yet. Russ is still home for another 2 weeks before he starts his residency. We still have stuff to unpack and cupboards to organize. I'm currently lacking the motivation to finish. Russ keeps talking about ways to decorate to make this house a home and I keep avoiding the topic. Isn't that a little bit of a role reversal?

This is the beautiful face that got up for the day at 6am. Lucky for you it means nobody else is awake in my house and so I sat down to write this blog.
Renn is doing spectacular. She eats great. She sleeps great. She poops great. She pretty much does everything great that a baby her age should be doing. Bennett just loves on her. When I hold her Bennett wants to be held too.
He also likes to do what she does. He loves to lay on the floor next to her or lay in the boppy with her. He keeps sneaking into our room and climbing into her bed and chewing on her pacifier. He runs to her side whenever she makes the smallest cry and tries to shove her pacifier in her mouth. Then he leaves his finger inside while she sucks on it and laughs.

These two kids make me happy.

Besides playing with his baby sister Bennett loves to play in our new back yard. He loves running through the sprinkler with Athena. He loves his new swing set and his new sandbox. I'm loving that I can send him outside to play while I make dinner.

Russ was still attaching the slide but Bennett could not wait any longer.

I think he looks like a little Tom Sawyer in these sprinkler pictures.

Such a perfect baby!