Today, Jack is one month old. Time is flying and it seems to be going even faster this time around. This week, I took Lilly and Jack to the doctor; Lilly had her two and a half year check up, and Jack had his one month check up. Lilly was much more aware of what was going on during the appointment today, and kept asking why she had to be a "nuny nuny" for her check up. It's a logical question, and after trying to explain that Dr. Brown was going to weigh her and measure her and see how big she's getting (which apparently didn't answer the question to her liking), I resorted to saying, "because Jack's a nuny nuny too." That was the answer that stopped the "whyyyyyy?" They both keep growing, as much as I try to keep them little forever. At their appointment, Lilly was 36 inches tall and weighed 28.5 lbs. She grew an inch and gained 3.5 lbs in 6 months. Jack was 22.5 inches tall and weighed 10.5 lbs. He has grown 1.5 inches and gained 3 lbs since he left the hospital. It's amazing how quickly newborns grow! The appointment was uneventful, which is always good. We go back in a month for Jack and six months for Lilly.
Lilly adores him, and we couldn't have asked for a smoother transition. She sings to him when he's crying, and if that doesn't make him stop (which it amazingly does more often than not), Lilly announces that she thinks he's hungry and that I need to feed him. After Jack was born, Lilly seemed to grow from a baby into a little girl overnight. When she hears Jack wake up from a nap, she runs off to his bassinet announcing, "don't worry, I've got him." As amazing as it would be, we don't really let her "get him" just yet, but she tries. When he's sitting in his bouncy chair, Lilly will go up to him and have little conversations. The other day, she told him, "you can't play with me yet because you're still little, but when you're a big girl like me, you'll be able to play." Being a "big girl" seems to be the focus of Lilly's day to day activities at the moment. When she popped her elbow out yesterday (for more on that, read Jim's blog entry here), we were on skype with Jim's mom, who told Lilly she was being very brave. Lilly's response was, "No, I'm not brave, I'm a big girl." If only she knew how little she is. The picture below is of her taking a nap the other day. It looks like she accidentally fell asleep. When I went in to check on her, her bed was piled high with books, the pillows were all moved to the side. It was as if she leaned back to decide what she was going to do next, and in doing so, fell asleep. The next one is what Jim found one night when he went in to check on Lilly before we went to bed. Lilly was sleeping with a balloon that one of Jim's colleagues sent with some flowers when Jack was born. The balloon said "It's a boy!" and Lilly claimed it as her own and took it everywhere. Even to bed. She's still such a little "big girl."
Setting up Daisy in her bouncy chair next to Jack when he was crying.
Jack stopped crying. I guess he was just looking for some company!
Lilly brought her pillow and a blanket out to lie next to Jack while he was hanging out.
Hanging out on their boppys on our bed. It's a good thing we have 2 of them, because Lilly has claimed one as her own!
Revisiting one of her favorite toys the second time around. Lilly loves to lie under there with Jack, and tells him the names of all the animals. (Steve the monkey, Sally the elephant, Gina the giraffe, and the parrot is just "parrot"...I'm not sure why!)
As I started this blog with no real purpose, other than to catch up on what's been going on, let me end it with our Halloween pictures. This was the first Halloween that Lilly got dressed up. I'm not a huge Halloween fan, but to see Halloween through the eyes of a two year old bumble bee was pretty cute, and gave it a whole new meaning. A woman that Jim works with gave Jack a costume, which he was less than thrilled about. We put him in it for a picture, and then let him snuggle for the rest of the night, while Lilly got the hang of trick-or-treating pretty quickly. She kept saying, "Can I go to one more house, peeeeeeeeeese??" to which Jim responded every time, "Okay, one more house." I don't know who enjoyed the evening more...Lilly or Jim!