A Trip to the Museum

The day after we moved into this new rental house, two ladies in our church took John and Gus to the Children's Museum so I could clean, unpack and organize.  I'm not sure how much of that I got done, but the boys had a blast.  Deb and Pam were so nice to take them and take a ton of pictures.  I had a hard time choosing which ones to use.  After looking through all of these pictures I really want to go to the museum. 

Can't start the day with out having some fun at the water table.

Then it was time to make bubbles.

Deb and Gus are making a bubble that goes all the way around them.  Cool, huh?
Deb and Gus have a very special bond.  Gus, who never pays attention to new people, walked up to Deb on our first day of church and hit her on the butt.  I was mortified.  Really.  But it seemed to have created a special relationship and for that I'm glad he was uncharacteristic that day.

I'm told this was the highlight of the museum for the boys.  You put balls in the pipe and then use the vacuums to manipulate the balls path.

Pam and Gus

Did you know that if you add a little water to those packing peanuts that they stick together?  Both boys made sculptures.

Hard at work.

I love how Gus is always looking at John.

As if going to the museum wasn't cool enough, Deb and Pam took the boys to lunch and to get ice cream cones that looked like clowns.

The boys had a wonderful time.  They still talk about things they did.  I'm also grateful for getting some time to unpack and unwind.  I still can't believe Gus went somewhere without me or his Dad.  

Thank you, Deb and Pam.  You guys are awesome...and not just because you took my kids.

February Stuff

As if my picture taking, or lack thereof, weren't bad enough already, it got significantly worse in February.  We didn't really do a whole lot in February aside from looking at about a bajillion houses.  At the very end of February we moved into a cute little 2 bedroom Cape Cod style house.  It is small, but works.  The boys got their trains back and I got my baking stuff back.  I also got to do our taxes...fun, fun.

As sad as it may be, I can sum the whole month of February up into one post.  Sad, but true.  Here goes.  We all got sick, but not all at the same time.  It seemed to pass itself around a few times, getting a new and exciting symptom with each pass.  A couple of times we got a hotel room in hopes that we would not affect the family we were staying with.  John is such a good big brother and did his best to comfort Gus and Anders when they were sick.

Poor Gus had been throwing up all day and running a fever.  He finally fell asleep and John snuggled up next to him and fell asleep.

John loves to hold Anders.  He was such a big help when I was having to take care of Gus.  He kept telling me, "Don't worry, Mommy.  I'll take care of Anders and you can take care of Gus."  So sweet.

Hey!  No one is throwing up.  This is a huge improvement.

When the boys weren't sick we would take them to the bouncy place in Channahon.  We have a monthly membership there so the boys can spend a few hours there several times a week.  They just can't get enough.  John is also helpful here and tries to lift Gus into a bouncer that is a little too big.

I can't even tell you how lucky I feel when I see this.  My boys are the best of friends.  Don't get me wrong.   They fight.  But they love each other and look out for each other.

Anders seems indifferent about the bounce place.  I'm sure he will change his tune when he can join his brothers.

Netflix was a great tool to keep everyone quiet.  And still.  Hans and the boys discovered the Spiderman cartoons.

And that is most of February for you.  I already have twice the amount of pictures for March.

4 Months Old

Big baby alert!!  Is it really a surprise that my boys are so big when they seem to get a great head start in the womb?  Anders had a check up a couple of weeks ago, but between moving and no internet service I'm just now getting to write about it.

We love our new doctor.  I always go back and forth between getting a pediatrician or a family doctor and ending up picking a pediatrician this time.  I'm very happy with my decision thus far.  We've already seen her a few times for various sicknesses, but this was our first well check.  Poor Anders had to get three shots since he has had nothing since birth.  He took it like a champ and only cried for the last one.  I guess it was to his advantage that he has HUGE legs.  So my little man is 17 1/2 pounds and 26 inches long.  This puts him around the 90th percentile for both height and weight.

He is a happy little camper and really only cries when he wants attention or is tired.  Lately he has wanted a lot of attention.  I'm just glad that the attention can come from almost anyone and it makes him happy.  He sleeps pretty well, although he has nights where he wants to eat every 2 hours.  Those nights are rough.  He has the same bedtime routine as the other two boys; story, Lords Prayer, the singing of Yellow Submarine and lights out.  All three boys go to bed at the same time right now and it seems to go pretty well.  Anders will fall asleep being held although he really prefers to do it all on his own.  When he gets tired he starts getting fussy.  If you try to rock him or comfort him he just gets mad.  He just wants to be placed in his crib, grunt a few times and fall asleep.  This works out nicely for me.

I think I expected him to roll over by now.  He can get to his side, but doesn't seem at all concerned about doing anything else.  Oh well.  All in good time.  He constantly chews on his hands or sucks on the arms of the person holding him.  Maybe he is teething.  John and Gus were so early at rolling over, sitting, crawling and walking that I have to remind myself that Anders is doing fine.  He'll be running behind his brothers soon enough.

For as happy as he is I don't actually have any pictures of him smiling.  Hazard of moving, I guess.