Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Delay

John Mayer sings a lyric about his brother that says "Thinking bout my brother Ben, I miss him every day, He looks just like his brother John, But on an 18 month delay."

Well, after comparing baby photos last night (Amelia on left, Everett on right), I'm pretty sure Amelia can talk about her brother Everett, who looks just like her ...on a 35 month delay...



Let's just hope Meggan doesn't put him in pig tails when he gets older.

Monday, January 23, 2012

Pics







Posts

I apologize for the lack of posts lately. Apparently, having a baby puts a real time crunch on a guy. Additionally, having said baby refuse to potty in any way, forcing you to stay in the hospital an extra day, REAAALLLY makes finding time hard. Lastly, apparently when a doctor screws up an epidural and it forces you to go back to the hospital to get it corrected, it REALLLLY REALLLLLY eats into blogging time. So, in this catch-22 where I have a ton of new material and no time to post it, I just ask you to be patient. Soon, we'll have pictures, Amelia and Everett stories, Sophie and Everett conversations, and more.

Thanks, Jenn

A very talented and very thoughtful friend of ours offered up some sage advice on her blog to Amelia as she readies for her role as a big sister. You should go check it out.

Thursday, January 19, 2012

Very Lucky

Mr. Everett decided to join us just before noon today. I could go on and on about the experience, but frankly, I'm just too tired to do so. Thus, I leave you with a picture of Amelia meeting her baby brother and a video of her doing her best to sing him a lullaby so he could sleep.




Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Everett Eve

With a little luck...and by luck I mean "not too many women go into active labor overnight"...we are scheduled to meet Everett tomorrow. I am equal parts excited and about to crap my pants apprehensive. I just pray that everything goes well tomorrow for mom and baby. I'll update the blog as appropriate. Wish us luck!

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

The Bad with the Good

This particular post isn't directed at any individual, but to an idea in and of itself. Since I have children, and particularly since I blog about said child(ren), I find it an incredible double standard for people to freely express their dislike and disinterest with parents who always talk about their children. I always see things such as "we get it, you have kids, you love your kids, that doesn't mean we have to". Well, here's the thing about that...you don't have to love my kids, but you do have to accept the fact that they are the most important thing in my life and thus will likely be the thing I talk about the most. Here's a secret for all the non-child having people I know...we don't really care about that cute thing your coworkers did, how your workout went, or that your cat jumped into the Christmas tree. But, we listen, or we pretend to listen while still thinking about a funny story about our kids, because we care about you and as such, we want to enjoy seeing you light up when you share the things that matter most to you. All we ask is that you understand we can't continue to talk about the same things forever...as our lives change, our conversations must change with them.