Quote of the Day

Tavish: Is Tara (the new babysitter) coming today?
Me: No, I'm not working today so she's not coming.
Tavish: So you're going to babysit me?
Me: It's not babysitting when it's your mom.
Tavish: Well mom, you are babysitting me for Heavenly Father.

How can I argue with that???

I can't imagine...

...what baby Paxton is thinking???

Three Months

He's ticklish! And he giggles!

His eyes are still blue, but not the deep blue-gray of newborns and sometimes I think I see a little ring of green around his pupils but then I don't. Either way he has pretty eyes.

His hands are starting to look like the big "paws" that Tavish's looked like when he was born...totally Rafal's hands.

He and I are both starting to lose our hair, wah! The hair he still has is starting look a little reddish in the sunlight.

Big Baby has moved up to size 9 month clothes.

He has always stared at the ceiling fan, but Rafal turned it on one day and boy did his eyes light up!

And here's what's really going on when I'm trying to take pictures.

Meeting the (American) Grandparents

Grandma Pat came to meet her 18th grandbaby.

She was so excited to be here for his blessing she lost her skirt!

Grandma Maria...Grandpa Joe is in the wings...

Grandma Linda

Grandpa Santa...the only Grandpa brave enough to hold the baby.

Grandma Marsha

Apparently babies are too scary for Grandpa Wally, but 4 year olds are not.

Interestingly, before Dad came to visit, Tavish had been telling stories, daily, of all kinds of adventures that he and Grandpa Wally (who lives on the other side of the country) had been having. So it was fun to actually see them having their little adventures together.