Blog world, it's your lucky day! We've got a week's worth of cuteness loaded into one huge blog post! So grab a cup of coffee and buckle down.
We had to get a picture of George in this little sleep sack. It was Henry's and a serious favorite of Papa's. The giraffe shoes are new (from a consignment sale) and adorable.
Georgie is really getting fun. At about 4 weeks, she actually started looking at us instead of staring cross-eyed at the wall over my shoulder. And at 5 weeks, she started watching us and smiling. You can guess who gets the most smiles. Papa, of course.
I'm not going to kid myself that everyone wants to watch long videos of newborns doing close to nothing. So I tried to keep these videos short. So if you're interested in some serious cute, check out these hiccups!
We're very cautious about declaring the end of Georgie's gross skin. Her whole body has peeled a couple times (especially her hands and feet). With June, I got a big dose of kharma cradle cap. When Henry was a baby, I saw a kid with cradle cap and physically recoiled, priding myself on not producing a child with a gross flaky head. That came back to bite me when June was born and had the nastiest cradle cap ever. So I don't want to say I'm in the clear, even if Georgie's acne doesn't seem too bad. But there is a lot of skin underneath those big cheeks to hide acne on.
Here's a cute video of a sweet baby yawn.
And a little babbling.
After all those pictures, someone was pretty tired and fussy. This is the "tired and possibly dirty" cry. Georgie hates a dirty diaper, loves getting changed, and really LOVES pooping in a dry diaper. That's 20 cents down the drain.
On to Henry. He is super fun these days and very serious about what he loves. Here's the inside of his desk (don't pinch your fingers!). Workbooks, pencils, and a ruler. More importantly, he's got a folder full of cars ripped from newspapers and magazines waiting to be cut out and placed in that red tin for future use. He even stole my blue fabric scrap bag to collect his paper scraps when he cuts out his cars. This kid means business. (Grandma, I think Henry might need you to make him one of these bags for Christmas. I want mine back.)
We had to get a picture of George in this little sleep sack. It was Henry's and a serious favorite of Papa's. The giraffe shoes are new (from a consignment sale) and adorable.
Georgie is really getting fun. At about 4 weeks, she actually started looking at us instead of staring cross-eyed at the wall over my shoulder. And at 5 weeks, she started watching us and smiling. You can guess who gets the most smiles. Papa, of course.I'm not going to kid myself that everyone wants to watch long videos of newborns doing close to nothing. So I tried to keep these videos short. So if you're interested in some serious cute, check out these hiccups!
We're very cautious about declaring the end of Georgie's gross skin. Her whole body has peeled a couple times (especially her hands and feet). With June, I got a big dose of kharma cradle cap. When Henry was a baby, I saw a kid with cradle cap and physically recoiled, priding myself on not producing a child with a gross flaky head. That came back to bite me when June was born and had the nastiest cradle cap ever. So I don't want to say I'm in the clear, even if Georgie's acne doesn't seem too bad. But there is a lot of skin underneath those big cheeks to hide acne on.Here's a cute video of a sweet baby yawn.
And a little babbling.
After all those pictures, someone was pretty tired and fussy. This is the "tired and possibly dirty" cry. Georgie hates a dirty diaper, loves getting changed, and really LOVES pooping in a dry diaper. That's 20 cents down the drain.
On to Henry. He is super fun these days and very serious about what he loves. Here's the inside of his desk (don't pinch your fingers!). Workbooks, pencils, and a ruler. More importantly, he's got a folder full of cars ripped from newspapers and magazines waiting to be cut out and placed in that red tin for future use. He even stole my blue fabric scrap bag to collect his paper scraps when he cuts out his cars. This kid means business. (Grandma, I think Henry might need you to make him one of these bags for Christmas. I want mine back.) School has really been paying off. Henry came home eager to explain gravity to us.
He even made a whirly-gig to demonstrate gravitational force. Check out the air under his feet.
And check out that Jay Bruce shirt! Jay Bruce hit a walk off home run against the Astros to clinch the Reds division championship since 1995. Playoffs here we come!
The high point of the week was the boy scouts' bike rodeo. Henry had his helmet and bike inspected and begged me to let him ride over this ramp after he saw older kids jumping it. He was so pumped and never took it fast enough to get an air, so I wasn't too nervous. Old Henry "Rules" Turner loved that they put down chalk lines all over the parking lot to follow and even had traffic signs up to obey. He was probably the only kid there who did follow them. I see many bike 4-H projects in his future. Uncle Kevin, your godson is following in your footsteps. This picture was posted on the newspaper's website. Here's the link to the article.
Since the birth of baby George, we haven't had to do much cooking. After all the family visitors left, the local moms' club set up meals to be delivered 3 times a week for a month. And most of the meals consisted of enough food to feed this family at least 3 or 4 times. I've cooked maybe 3 or 4 times and still have a freezer full of leftovers. Thanks, Mom's Club! We did get the itch to do some cooking last week. I made coconut pudding from scratch and Henry helped cut up bananas to simmer in coconut milk.
Henry has become acutely aware of my inability to remember to return school library books. And because he is the house's official time and date keeper, he took it upon himself to mark even library day until the end of the year on his calendar. He sounded out the word "Libaye" himself.
Finally on to the big girl in the house. June sure does love her little sister. She constantly is carrying around Georgie's blankie and nukie and trying to give them to her (probably because she's jealous that she doesn't get to have hers out of bed). And when the baby isn't around, she's asking "Where's Georgie?" She's very concerned when she cries (hence the blankie and nukie) and today I found her holding Georgie's hand waiting for me to come comfort her.June is a barrel of fun these days. She must have picked up all the imagination that Henry is lacking. She insisted that I be her horsie in this video- an act that really cracked her up.
Henry and June both love books, but Henry really only wants to read them in bed. June is our avid book reader and you can regularly find her beside a book shelf surrounded by a pile of books "reading" out loud. I walked in to find her narrating her favorite animal book quite loudly. Of course, when I got the camera she noticed me and refused to read it again. But eventually she did show me a few pages.
"Leo-po" is lady bug. And I love that she cheers for herself when she reaches the end.
Last, but not least, is a new recording of June's FAVORITE SONG EVER: "Hold on tight." We still listen to it about 90 times a day. Every time she hears music, June requests "Hold on tight," then throws a fit if you don't put it on repeat. She then drags the step stool over in front of the stove and sings along while performing certain hand motions. It takes about 20 repetitions before she loses interest and walks away. But don't let her hear you turn it off, or she'll run back in and ask for it again.
