Cause sometimes you just need to get out and pick some flowers...
Even the Drewman came along.
Cause sometimes you just need to get out and pick some flowers...
Even the Drewman came along.
Well, I’m not going to lie. It’s easier with one. But to be completely honest, it’s mostly just a lot more FUN. I don’t feel like I have to be a machine to get the feedings done. I get to hold him and love him and stare at him as long as I want. It doesn’t hurt that he’s an all star baby, though. This little dude went 7 hours last night and even then, I just woke him up because I wasn’t sleeping because I knew any minute he was going to wake up. He adores his older sister and even contently tolerates his older brother’s pokes and prods. Most of you know that I’m not generally a fan of newborns, but even I have to admit this little guy is a keeper. So, for all of you out there who told me I was going to love having ONE newborn... you were right. There, I said it. Happy?
Oh, and by the way, his middle name is Thomas.
I wasn’t quite sure how to handle this whole birthday business this year. Their real birthday is this Saturday, one day after my scheduled C-section. I knew I wouldn’t have the strength (mentally or physically) to do it a week after and I knew I’d put myself into labor if I tried to do it before. So, when some friends invited us over for dinner Saturday night, I thought it would work perfectly if we brought the dessert, put some candles in it and called it a birthday party. They were thrilled.
They kept asking if they’re 3 now and I was not quite sure what to say, because I do want to have some sort of celebration this Saturday when the baby can shower them with presents. So, I say the party was this weekend and their birthday is next weekend. They seem to be okay with that.
For the record, I didn’t feed them quiche as their birthday dessert, although that’s what it looks like. It’s actually Toll House Pie and it was delicious.
I am absolutely in love with my little almost 3-year-olds right now. They are so much fun to be around. Ethan decided to skip the terrible two’s, but he’s fitting into the terrible three’s nicely. But it’s okay, because Kate took the terrible twos by storm and now she’s turning into a sweet and adorable little almost 3-year-old. They get along SO WELL and hang out all day pretty much keeping themselves occupied. They often tell me to leave them alone. It is counter intuitive, though, because the more they get along, the more I want to leave them alone, but really it just means the more time they’re scheming naughty things. A father of twins once told me that “two toddlers together can do more damage than any two toddlers alone could dream of doing.” That has never been more true than it is now. But honestly, they really are quite delightful and people keep asking me if I’m ready to be done being pregnant and I say, “NO!” I don’t want to mess up what great thing we’ve got going.
Some funny things about right now:
For those who have been living under a rock the past 30 or so years, let me let you in on a little secret: Greg (and his family) is OBSESSED with Duke basketball. The guy reads probably 5 Duke-related stories online about the team each day... in the off-season! During the season, I get a daily report of how practice went, who’s shooting well, who’s hurt, who got a bad grade on a test, what one reporter has speculated about when Kyrie Irving will be returning, etc. I know who all the good freshman in HIGH SCHOOL are because Greg has told me all about them and how they’re considering Duke. I think Greg really thinks that he is part of Duke’s recruiting department. Anyway, he’s no fair-weather fan (although, with Duke it’s hard not to be, they only have fair weather in Duke basketball), this cute little Durham, NC establishment is where Greg spent his first through tenth years.
And this mailbox is the reason for the scar on the top of his head:
Greg was able to return to Durham this week to go to Duke’s last home game against Clemson. His friend is currently getting an MBA there and had a ticket to the game, so Greg flew out for a quick trip. For the 8pm game, they got there around 4pm.
Krzyzewski-ville:
Greg and Brian
Shoot-around (can you tell how giddy he is?)
This is how close Greg was to the court. That’s his shoe at the bottom, and Duke’s bench at the top.
Warm-ups
THE man:
Plumlee actually making a free-throw for once:
After the game:
And the best part of the trip? What he brought home from the bookstore that CANNOT be bought online...
Where’s the blue devil? Oh, right there.