Funny things they say

The boys' speech has really taken off these last couple months or so.  It's fascinating to watch (and listen!) and a little unnerving as I hear my words come out of their mouths.  Here are some of the things they've been saying:

Micah:

• "Oh, I guess so." --  Dad: "Micah, can you help me pick up the cereal you dropped?"  Micah: "Oh, I guess so"
• "It's okay, I'm right here." -- He's said it to both his brothers when they are crying.  He has also said it to me, but I can't remember the context.
• "I'm a little bit big right now." -- I was putting on his shoes and getting him dressed and he made this comment.

Luke:

• "ubble dew" -- otherwise known as W.
• "Where'd the ___ go?" -- this is said in the cutest sing-song voice and he'll ask two or three times in a row.
• "bubba beb" -- spiderweb
• He says "hi" and "bye bye" to bugs he finds outside.
• "So si sah" -- AKA Josiah (his brother)

We took this picture the day the three boys were dedicated to the Lord.
April 15, 2012

Luke using the potty in style

Micah is still a cuddle bug.  I wish I had more time to cuddle with him, it's the only time he's still.

Luke has been released from speech therapy!  When his speech therapist was here evaluating him she was shocked that he was using plurals.  I'm so happy that he's made so much growth.  I've always kind of wondered if he was inaccurately approved for speech therapy because he's shy and didn't act himself in his initial evaluation.  He did have another evaluation about 6 months later and still qualified, so maybe it was legitimate afterall.  As happy and relieved as I am about him no longer needing speech, I am a little sad that his speech therapist is no longer coming over every other week to work with us.  Also I worry a little that he'll still be behind in speech (and language?) but not qualify for additional help.  In September he will be evaluated by the school district to see if he qualifies for any services from them since he'll be three in October and will no longer be able to receive Early Intervention Services.  I really really hope we can get him caught up before that evaluation, but more than that I hope it's accurate and if he needs additional help that he'll be able to get it.

He's Here!

It's only been 3-1/2 months, but I've been a little busy.  Josiah David  is here and part of our family.  He was born on February 15 at 7:35 am.  He weighed 8 pounds 4oz, and was 20 inches long.  It was a fairly eventful birth by c-section.  That was planned, but we did have a few complications during the surgery that we were not expecting.  He's fine and I'm fine, but it wasn't the experience I wanted or was expecting.  We spent three and a half days in the hospital.  My mom was here and stayed home with Luke and Micah.  Glen was back and forth between hospital and home.  He stayed at home overnights because the boys had not been sleeping well and we didn't want my mom to have to deal with that.  It was kind of interesting being in the hospital on my own with the baby, but I think it was good bonding time for us.

Luke and Micah were excited to come to the hospital and visit the baby and me.  My mom brought them up twice and then we decided they could wait until I was home from the hospital to visit again.  It was a little nuts with them there.  We had a bit of a difficult time adjusting.  Their behavior was getting a little out of control, but it's understandable with all the changes and different people in our house.  Once it was back to our family of 5, things evened out a little bit.

My mom was able to be with us for about three weeks.  My dad came for a week long visit, arriving the day that Josiah and I were released from the hospital.  My dad left on a Monday and my brother, sister in law and niece arrived the next Saturday and stayed for a week.  My 7 month old niece was so cute and loved watching her bigger cousins in all their craziness.  My sister in law was a huge help with cleaning and my brother was a big help with the big boys.

Fast forward 3 1/2 months and Josiah is growing fast and is a lot of fun.  He was at the doctor this past week (for a cold) and was 15 pounds, 10 oz.  Speaking of growing, he's fussing for me to feed him now, so I better go.