On the Verge...

Well, Simon's three month post is coming to you late, as usual. Man. Three kids and overseas/cross country travel really puts a damper on the blog thing. Anyway,  here's an update on the Si Guy. Weight: Right before his three month birthday, we went to the doctor and he was 5.6 kg or about 12 lbs 6 oz. On formula, he has jumped up from the 5th percentile for weight at two months to the 25th at three months! Not sure if he'll keep shooting up there or that's where he will plateau. We might take him to see our old, wonderful pediatrician in Austin before we head home for his four month check up. Sleep: Since we started formula, our nights have gotten so, so much better. He can go up to 10 hours without eating (he's done that once), but his normal night starts around 8pm. He sleeps until around 3am, eats quickly and goes right back to sleep until around 8am. Sometimes he will go back to sleep after that, but he usually gets up for a little bit and heads back...

So I cannot begin to fathom how long it would take me to weed through and post as many of the awesome pictures we have gotten while in the States as I would like to. We've done so much fun stuff in Colorado and Idaho so far and been surrounded by such wonderful (and photogenic) people that I just cannot post them all here. But there are some that are just too cute. So I thought I'd share some photos of the kids and their "new found friends". Our Joovy Caboose Ultralight Stroller: Oh, my goodness how we love this thing. I did so much research on double strollers before Simon was born. My parents were willing to bring one over for us when they visited, so the world of strollers was (literally) at my disposal. I settled on this one and I am sure glad I did. I was deciding between it and the Peg Perego 60/40 Aria (which we had a version of before). I always liked the idea of a tandem better than a side by side, but hated how long they were. Like little limou...

Just wanted to document the  awesome  night we had tonight. And by "awesome", I mean "disgusting". Our family (minus Simon, who was being rocked to sleep at home by his wonderful Nana) was on its way to dinner with some new friends in downtown Loveland. We are driving my grandpa's 1992 (or something) Buick Le Sabre. It's pretty cool. That's not really pertinent to the story, but it helps paint the picture. About a block away from our destination, a woman flagged us down on the side of the road. We stopped and found out that she needed a ride to a near by grocery store as she had been walking for awhile. So I hopped in the back and she rode in the front. Her name was Maggie. When we dropped her off, we talked for a bit and prayed for her. While we were talking, Abram started begging for water. I looked down and saw a water bottle that he had left in the car from the day before, so the water was warm. I normally wouldn't have given it to him, but ...