Is there anything sweeter....

than a lovable, kissable, huggable, squishy, pudgy little baby?!?!

My Assistant

Some people have a housekeeper. Some have a private chef. Not me. I just have a very helpful three year old and a trusty old stepstool that is always being pushed around my kitchen. From the time that Sophie could stand on that stool, she has been right by my side during just about every meal, snack, and dessert preparation. Just lately I've started to realize just how much she's learned by being at my side. Yesterday I asked her if she wanted to make cookies (which we do just about every day since the baby was born...am I EVER going to lose the rest of this weight?!!!) she of course said yes, then I got busy with William and she disappeared. A few minutes later she came to me and informed me that we were all ready to make the cookies. "I got the mat out, Mama." When I went into the kitchen I realized what she was talking about. She had gotten my Silpat baking mat out and put it on a cookie sheet. It's moments like this that make me realize just how much we're teaching our children simply by our actions. One day, probably very soon, Sophie will be cooking dinner on her own. One day, very soon, that little stool in the kitchen that I curse on a regular basis because it is ALWAYS in my way is going to sit empty because my little assistant is going to be too big to stand on it. Makes me kind of sad to think about. And it makes me appreciate all the more every moment I have with my little assistant in the kitchen....even when I'm in a hurry and just want to get it done. And I remind myself that we're not just making food. We're making memories.

Two Month Stats

William had his two month check up (and shots!) yesterday. He's doing great, growing like a weed....mostly out, not so much up. :-) He weighed in at 12lbs. 6.4oz, which is 70th percentile but his length was only 22 1/4, which is 25th percentile. Now, I take the whole measuring an infant process with a grain of salt because all they do of course is stretch them out as best they can on a giant ruler so maybe he isn't so short. I'm just hoping he gets his daddy's height and not mine! All I could think of all day yesterday was the song "I'm a little teapot, short and stout!" ha. He's our sweet little butterball! He is starting to be awake a lot more just in the past week and the little guy smiles ALL of the time. He is so laid back and EASY, sleeping pretty well (last night he gave me six hours straight! knock on wood!) and is very content thoughout the day. I'm really looking forward to the next few months when his personality really will begin to show itself!