What we're up to...

Wow. Why did I think I'd have time to blog this year? I was telling my mom the other day that I get good time with the girls every day, but I don't remember it. Life is a bit of a blur right now. In order to craft, I give up blogging. Sorry.

Today isn't even a crafty post. By request, I'm offering an update.

Afton

At her last check up, she weighed 11 lbs. 10 oz. (10th percentile) and measured 24.5" (50th percentile). She's right on track with Gwenny's growth curve. Also, she has periodic reflux issues which have contributed to some late nights and lots of cuddling on bad days. Part of my shortage of posts.

Milestones: Afton now giggles at Gwenny, babbles to us, plays with her feet all the time, rolls over from front to back and can sit up in the boppy for short periods. So far, no interest in table food, so we haven't bothered yet. She's still a delightful, low maintenance girl with a brilliant smile and very kissable cheeks.

Gwennan

I'm not sure how tall she is, but she's up to 23 lbs. of bulldozer-like muscle. Six teeth have popped through with 2 molars threatening. 

Milestones: She literally runs laps around our house. Her vocabulary is growing steadily at this point. You can tell her favorite subjects by the words she learns. So far, her focus is on: sister!, food, animals and gardening. We dance everyday to Silly Songs with Larry and spend at least 45 minutes watching the "fishies" and birds. Oh yeah, and Gwenny lavishes "sissy" with hugs and kisses and most recently pulls Afton into her lap for cuddles. They are adorable together.

Tim and I

We're looking for a house of our own! We love the house we're in now, and our landlords are fantastic. But we also need a permanent place on the peninsula. Right now, we still feel itinerant which is not a good quality in ministry.

House hunting is time consuming, especially when you're budget is limited. That's really the excuse for my lack of posting. Every spare afternoon is spend house hunting, as is my computer time. So far, we've seen lots of "no ways" and a couple "hmm... this has potential." When we find a place, I'll post pics.

Also, last week Tim's brother visited. We had a wonderful time with Uncle Will, fishing, visiting Bluebird Gap Farm, touring Langley AFB and building countless block towers for Gwennan to destroy. The week went by so fast which is always a good sign when family comes to town.

That's what we're up to. How about you?

4 Month Check-up

I hope the nurse didn't see the look on my face when she told me that Gwennan's weight was in the ninety-fifth percentile. I want to be one of those women that everyone describes as gracious, kind and gentle. So far, I'm not. I'm the person you want on your team for the pointless game of Taboo that you just have to win, not yet the person you call when a bunch of little crises have escalated into a terrible day. But I want to be that person.

Back to the nurse - she was new to pediatrics, and my tolerance for incompetence was pretty thin this morning. I'm going to blame it on my third trip in two days to the DMV. Why does the government make it so difficult to pay them? Stores make it so easy - they advertise stuff they want you to buy, hire people that smile more than once a month and graciously let me use Tim's card since we have the same last name. Why must I fill out so many forms just to pay taxes?! Then the clerk warned me that I'd better not forge his signature on a legal document. Like I'm going to stand in front of a government employee with a rent-a-cop standing behind me and illegally sign over a car title to myself. What the heck?!

Again, the nurse - My daughter weighs 11 lbs 3 oz at her 4 month check-up. I know newborns who weigh that much. How could she possibly be in the 95th percentile?

I'm on a tare this afternoon. Sorry for the negativity. (Did I mention that the house smells like gasoline after Tim left the truck running in the garage? I'm not mad, Honey. It's just one more thing.) Hopefully the baby pictures will make up for my ranting.