At three months, Caroline is very interested in rolling onto her tummy, smiling at her brother and any book you put in her front of her. She loves trying to eat any fabric within her grasp and has an adorable, husky little laugh.
I know that parents are supposed to go before their children. But I never, ever want my children to experience the absolute heart ache that comes with losing a parent before their time. After a year, the pain is still so great that I think of it as this separate "thing." This thing that I sometimes peak in on and prod it a little...but only for a second or two. Any longer and I won't be able to stop crying. I never want my kids to experience anything like this.
I hope I live so long that I become a huge physical and emotional burden to my children (like they need to wipe my 100 year old butt & change my diapers or feel guilty because they missed their weekly visit to the home type of burden) and they are relieved when I finally die.
This little monkey is obsessed with rolling over onto her stomach. But hasn't figured out how to roll back yet. This is fine during the day, but it's freaking me out at night as I keep finding her sleeping on her tummy with her face smushed into the mattress. She is sleeping wonderfully at night since finding this new position. I, however, am not.
Over the fourth of July weekend, we had the privilege of hosting Bubba, one of my top two favorite Davids, as our first overnight guest in our new home. It was so nice for Nate to have one on one time playing with his grandpa. It's not often he can run his superhero questions by an official expert. It was the first time Caroline met Bubba and he read her her first book. She was quite taken with his rendition of Baby Animals Black and White. His visit meant the world to me.
This was taken when Caroline was about 1 1/2 months. Nate adores his sister. He'll say, "She's adorable!" in the cutest way and his voice is just filled with so much love and adoration. He's getting so much less attention now that she's born and we have to split our time between our two babies. Yet he never seems to resent her. He just wants to kiss her and hold her and get in her face to make her laugh. Of course things might change when she's less blob and more interactive toddler. But so far, so good...
Nate graduated from pre-k in the middle of June. He was VERY excited to perform songs on stage with his class. Mom, dad AND sister were all in attendance, which made him very happy. Sister started to cry during "Jesus loves the little children" but I was able to calm her by walking around. And Dave took him for a special Father-son pizza lunch afterward to celebrate the day.