Keira - 5 months

Our little baby is now five months old! I can't believe it. Time just flies by so quickly. She is such a cutie-patootie. In addition to rolling, she grabs her toes and sucks on them. It's quite hilarious to watch. Still no teeth, but that doesn't surprise me - her older sisters didn't cut their first teeth until the 9/10 month mark, so that's probably when they'll start to show.

Ava and Norah love to play with her. Ava has now started to call her "Keira Koo-Koo." I'm trying to thwart that nickname. (But my efforts are in vain I think, since we called Norah "Norah Noo-Noo when she was a baby). Today when Ava addressed Keira by that, Keira got the pouty lower lip and started to cry. She knows she doesn't like it, LOL!

Ava, 4 1/2; Norah, 2 1/2

Our oldest two, Ava and Norah, love playing together. Which is great, because it's fun to see their relationship flourish and grow. My only hope is that they continue to be close as they get older, and that Keira will become a part of their circle as well (which I think she will - they already love to play with her too).

They have such vivid imaginations. From pretending to go on campouts and picnics, to pretending to be dragons and princesses, Ava and Norah always have a great time together. Well, except when they are in bad moods, LOL!

Having a campout



Wearing hats when it's still summer

Keira - 4 1/2 months

Inspired by a friend's blog, I've decided to try and update the progress and growth of our girls.

Operative word being "try."

Keira is now in what I like to call "prime baby mode." She rolls, she coos, she smiles, she giggles, she grabs our fingers. All the cute things babies can do, she does. She is even attempting to try and crawl. She'll roll onto her tummy, and push her little legs up behind her to try and push herself forward. It's quite amusing to watch, but utterly frustrating for Keira, since she starts to cry after three or four attempts.

Keira in sunglasses. We do things like this because we can, LOL!



Keira just being cute.



Keira the baby-reading prodigy.

I Couldn't Help Myself

This week I gave in - I decorated for Halloween! I just love, love, love this time of year. I've been chomping at the bit ever since we moved into our new place to start holiday decorating. I really tried to wait until October, but I couldn't resist. When the stores start putting out the candy and the costumes, I just want to join in the fun!

Ava and Norah were pretty excited about our decorated house too. I did most of it while they were napping, so they had a fun surprise when they woke up. They went from room to room, oohing and aahing at the pumpkins, the bats, the haunted houses, and the lights. Yes, I even have a black Halloween tree with orange lights. I think now I'll go take some pictures to share!

Okay, I've got the pics!

Here's our front porch


Now the hallway to the left as you enter the house:



Here's some shots of the living room:



And the dining room:



And the kitchen:



Our bathrooms are also decorated. I do plan on putting lights outside in the front and the back - and perhaps something hanging from our trees. Oh the possibilities!!

Animals at the Farm

Today for playgroup we went to a local farm. Ava and Norah were really excited the whole car ride up (it was about 35 minutes away). Once there, we saw some cows, horses, sheep, and bunnies. There were even some peacocks wandering about, although they didn't spread their tails.

The farm has an event every week called "Toddler Tuesday" where they show the kids how to shuck and crack corn, and then they feed it to the goats. I admit, I never knew what cracking corn entailed until this morning, LOL! You put the hard kernels into a funnel attached to a crank, and it grounds up the kernels.

Norah was a bit scared to feed the goats, but Ava gave it a go. I had some corn as well, and I showed her how to just put her open hand up to the goats, and they gobble it up! (Their lips kind of tickled). I think it startled Ava a bit, because once the goats took a bite of her corn, she immediately dropped it on the ground! But she said she enjoyed that, and then promptly asked if we were going home, LOL! During this whole procedure Norah was whining. I guess I don't have country kids.

Fun for Labor Day

Over Labor Day weekend my brother and his daughter Isabelle came for a visit. Ava was so excited to see her. They were fast friends, with Ava calling Isabelle her best friend by the time they left. It was so cute to see them play together.

We had loads of fun with them - our big adventure was touring the Jelly Belly Factory in Fairfield. We saw all the different machines that it takes to make those tiny treats. Everyone who takes the tour has to wear one of those old-fashion wedge hats - I was amazed that my parents kept theirs on, LOL!

After the tour we went into the sweet shop to load up on our favorite Jelly Bellies. I love the watermelon flavor - right now Ava and Norah just love any of them. There was a tasting bar which featured new flavors, old favorites, and the reject pile. The reject pile includes vomit, booger, and dog food flavored beans. My brother actually tried one of those! I didn't have the courage to try one - just looking at them was somewhat revolting. I tried the chocolate mint ice cream flavor. It was good, but I'd rather have the ice cream.

Since Mason's birthday fell on Labor Day this year, we had a fun date night out sans kids. My parents kindly had our crew plus Isabelle for the night. It's amazing how peaceful dinner can be without the background noise!

Heart-stopping Moment

We know that life with kids is busy and hectic. We manage to contain the craziness. Yet on occassion that too can get away from us, and we are left with those few moments that 1) feel like an eternity and 2) make us feel like the worst parent on the planet.

Case in point: I was at Trader Joe's this morning, picking up a few items. Of course I had the whole crew with me - Keira buckled in her carseat in the front of the cart, Norah content to hold her plushie Sweetsong pony in the main part of the cart, and Ava walking next to me. We were just about done when I decided to pick up some pita chips and hummus for Mason (since that's one of his favorite snacks, and we haven't had it in a while). I was perusing the various kinds of pita chips. I knew I would end up getting the regular ones, but I wanted to check out the different flavors. After picking up a bag of cinnamon ones, then putting them back, that's when I heard it.


CRASH!!!


My back wasn't even turned away from them when it happened. Looking down, Ava was pinned under the cart screaming bloody murder, Keira's carseat had tumbled out but managed to land upright, and Norah was giggling, but still in the cart (sort-of). Apparently Ava had climbed on the side of the cart - but since TJ carts are a bit smaller than regular grocery store ones, and with the absense of my steady hand on the cart, her weight pulled it down.

There was a flurry of feet and hands, all helping me to right the cart and to make sure everyone was okay. I looked at Keira in her carseat, and she was sleeping! How she managed to sleep through that, I will never know. I guess it's a magical baby power. Norah was laughing and smiling. It was only Ava who was crying - and no wonder too, because the cart had fallen on her. She had a scrape on her leg and her elbow, but she didn't appear to have a concussion or a limp. An elderly TJ employee came by to offer some help - perhaps some lemonade for Ava or a package of frozen peas to put on her leg. Ava didn't want any of that (I think she was also a bit embarressed), but when the lady offered a balloon, well, what 4-year-old can resist that?

So balloons and stickers all around for everyone, we paid for our grocery items, and left. Of course I had my moment of feeling like the worst mommy in the world for not keeping my hands on the cart at ALL TIMES. But kids do bounce back - as evidence in the parking lot as Ava bounded towards the car chattering happily about her balloon.