Unpregnant Tastebuds

Rolling out of the hospital with two little sleeping dudes.

Celebrating with Flying Dutchmen tasty pastries, and prolonging the napping session. Boodah had a lot to catch up on. (As he's not a very heavy sleeper, you know he's tired when he's moved from the car to the hospital and back again and out again without stirring.)

Stokely Von Eric Cartman Bering?



Hanging out back at the homestead.

Genevieve is now back to enjoying foods again... "mmmm, this steak is DELICIOUS, mmmm this decaf is DELICIOUS."

Stokely is still super mellow, and Boodah enjoys holding baby brother Stokely. So far he isn't kicking him in the head too much. We have had to institute some more rules. Rules schmools. The old rule was 'no surfing on momma'. Now it's 'no surfing on boppa when he's holding Stokely'. It's a lot for a 2 year old to handle.

It's a cozy existence we have going in the office room, the one warm room in the house where we are staying. (It's a cool house architecturally, it's just not well insulated. So fairly chilly. Not that we're complaining... We have so much to be thankful for! Healthy rugrats, kind friends, loving family - those blessings keep us truly warm.)