One hour later

Okay, he's down again.

More things to remember?

Khubz talks a mile a minute now. She picks up all kinds of expressions and sometimes her context is a bit hit/miss. "Pues" is spanish for "well" as in "well. . . let me tell you." She would just interject it anywhere in a story. She's also saying, "I can't believe it! I just can't believe it!" She likes to make Thumper smile by singing to him. Then sometimes she likes to make him cry by growling (and it works.)

Thumper is 17.9 pounds. He is 25% for height and 75% for weight. I take this as proof that he came from my body.

Our best days are when I get a shower and when I get up before at least one of the kids. Khubz goes to bed much later now (8, 8:30 and on hazardous nights 9) and so she'll sleep till 7 reliably. Scully catches the 7 am bus to campus so I ususally just blow her a kiss as I'm staggering out of the bed. We usually go on an adventure in the morning to a park or store or something. Over to Grandma's for lunch, storytime and nap. We sometimes have an afternoon adventure but more often just play at Grandma's for a couple more hours and then head to campus to pick up Mama.

When Khubz is hyped up (like tonight) Scully will take her on an adventure after dinner. This is bliss. It gives them one-on-one time. Thumper and I get individual time and/or sleep and/or the latest episode of House in.

It seems my posts are mostly postcards on the kids--that's just how it is right now. I don't scrapbook but there's a lot I don't want to lose. Like this