Hunting season

The season is coming! Elsie is preparing, as you see here...

Too big too fast

Here's my happy little girl. She almost always gives me a smile after I feed her, sometimes even right before. She's incredibly social and squishy. Sadly, I was looking through her drawers yesterday and figured out that there is already a whole stage of clothing (the up to 11lbs stage) that no longer fits her. This, suprisingly, made me very sad. With Elliot I was always ready for the next stage, ready for the next clothes, the next skill. But my little little is not so little anymore. I mean, it's all relative. She's still not quite 3 months and under 12 pounds. But she's growing up, lifting her head, kicking her feet straight up. Soon she'll be eating bananas, crawling, and asking for snacks. I kinda want her to slow down...And Elliot to speed up, right through to 4...

Camping

So we went camping a couple of weekends ago. I'm a little behind on pictures. I had a bunch of trouble with Blogger for awhile, but we're back online. Here I am with my friend Robert, a fellow camper. Robert, his brother, Jack, and Elliot enjoyed trucks and some imported sand while we were camping. Elsie was utilizing a fully equipped mosquito-netted bed for the trip. It was October but was also 90 degrees. I don't believe I've ever sweated so much while camping. It cooled down at night, and our tent is vented at the top so that we could really see the stars clearly. It was beautiful.

Cutie

Shots and stats

So, the two year/two month checkup was yesterday. Here are the stats:

Elliot: 26 pounds 12 ounces, 35 inches. Someone told me he was 29 pounds at one point. They lied. I'm glad he's not.

Elsa: 10 pounds 1 ounce, 21.75 inches.

Elliot's around the 50th% for both. Elsa is around the 25th% for both.

They both checked out ok. Except that Elliot needs to eat more fruit. That's my observation from reading, not that the doc looked at him and said, does this kid ever eat bananas? Elsie's medicine has begun working (thank God, I mean really, please thank him for this, it's a mercy of modern medicine) so she no longer screams 4 to 5 hours per day. We keep wondering who took our angry child and gave us this wonderfully happy one. She still has fussy times, but I think that's normal, right? We've not yet had a normal baby. We're not sure.

So, Elsie is still a night owl and often stays up with Michael until 11 or 12 or later. I woke her up several times today to try to switch that around. She just keeps going back to sleep...She got four shots yesterday, and therefore four bandaids. But look how happy she was later in the day!

Looking forward to seeing you all in Peoria in the next couple of weeks.