"KEEN UP"

According to Jack "keeing up" (otherwise known as "cleaning up") is fun to do. About twice a day he wanders over to the hall closet, pulls out the broom or swiffer mop and says, "Time to keen up mom!"

Let's hope this attitude hangs around for the next 17 years . . .

Owen Is Three Months Old

Three months have flown by and my newborn is no longer a newborn. He is a baby. And a happy baby at that! I told Jason the other night that it is ironic that the third time around is so much more relaxing and . . . even (dare I say it?) easier. Just when I think I am done having kids, this little guy comes along and makes me remember how wonderful it is to sit and hold a baby.

And the smiles he gives me . . . well, they are worth every sleepless night.

This month Owen:

weighs 14 lb 4 oz

is 25 1/4 inches long

started sleeping from about 9pm to about 5am (most nights)

eats like a champ

has reflux and is on medication for it

smiles and coos A LOT

got his first bloody nose from his big brother "accidentally" falling on him

sits up in his Bumbo seat

kicks like crazy when we lay him on his back

opens his eyes SO wide when he gets excited

loves his swing

is losing a little bit of his hair on the side and back of his head

loves to watch Jack

is still so cuddly

is a happy baby and so incredibly lovable and kissable (okay, seriously? this face is hilarious! what a little fatty!)

Jumpin' Jack

We bought a bounce house for Jack to play in a few weeks ago.

He was absolutely terrified when it started to blow up.

He made Jason get inside with him and wouldn't let go! He got the hang of it though after a few minutes.

Now he is our Jumpin' Jack!

Pa And His Boys

Jack and Owen sure love their Pa.

Good thing Pa is pretty crazy about them too!

Have You Ever Seen Anything So Precious?

Look at that face!

It is moments like this one that I want to remember forever.

Jack Made Dinner!

For family night last night, we decided to make pizzas.

Jack did such a great job helping!

My baby is growing up . . .

Come With Me

The other day we went to visit Gavin and I saw this poem engraved on another child's headstone. I do not know who wrote it.

Maybe it is a well known poem - maybe it was written by his mother or father.

Whatever the case may be - that person understands the pain that comes with a child passing away.

The words hit home for me and I thought I would share it.

God saw he was tired and a cure was not to be,

So He put His arms around him and whispered, "Come with me."

With tearful eyes we watched him suffer,

And saw him fade away.

Although we loved him dearly,

We could not make him stay.

A golden heart stopped beating,

Hard working hands to rest.

God broke out hearts to prove to us,

He only takes the best.

Just Kickin' Back and Relaxin'

It is so funny the things these boys do alike already.

Like sleeping like this . . .

(Jack at 3 months)

(Owen at almost three months)

These brothers are quite a pair!

Bailey Family 2011