Guess Who

 

Guess who volunteered to feed Baby R today.

 

I think Baby R has charmed his way into John's heart.

I wasn't sure that was possible.

 

In the past John has held a baby for just a minute to say good-bye and that was the extent of his involvement.  Today he took the baby from me and asked for a bottle.

Wow.

 

 

Baby R is doing great.  He even makes a few five hour stretches between feedings at night.

Gotta love that!

 

No news on adoptive parents yet. 

 

Baby R will go to stay with the social worker next week while I get a chance to recover from a second surgery.  Hopefully, we will be able to bring him back to our house within a couple days of the surgery date.

 

 

 

 

Snow and Goats

 THIS

is as close to snow as I care to see for many months.

The kids loved playing in this mini blizzard

courtesy of their father.

It didn't take long for Dad to shake all of those beautiful blooms out of the tree.

Goats are doing great.

We will probably go to the farm and check on them this weekend.

At least that is the plan now.  Plans never seem to work out very well around here!!

Happy Friday!!

Meet Flat Stanley

Flat Stanley is a character in a book Grant's class read last week.

Grant brought Flat Stanley home over the holiday weekend.  Grant was supposed to include Stanley in our weekend activities and then write journal entries about their weekend together.

Stanley and Grant caught a turtle at the farm.  Stanly even got to go for a ride on the turtle.

The turtle was just grateful Grant did not want a ride as well.

Stanley enjoyed a trip to the pool Monday evening.

Stanley decided since he was only made of paper he should not actually get in the water. 

Stanley and Grant shared some ice cream from the ice cream man.

And Stanley helped Grant welcome Baby R into our home Monday evening.

After their busy weekend, Grant took Stanley back to school and turned in his journal of their many adventures together.

Baby R is doing great.

He never lacks for attention.

He is a very easy going little guy...never complaining about trips to baseball games or the pool or school.

 Grace 

picking flowers 

wearing my her new hat.

The View From Here

Sometimes I get a bit freaked out when the pile of clothes on the bench turns to look at me.

 

Then I remember we have a gray cat.

You would think I would remember that detail longer.

I don't.

 

 

 

Baby goat kisses.....

 

are not my favorite kind of kiss.

A great place for a conversation...

 

 

THIS

is why I love being a parent!!!

I have not found her closet door hanging open since she paid the landlord ten dollars!