Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Life with Whitaker

The last 12 days have been blissfully busy. I can't imagine life without Whitaker but the coordination of two kids is definitely going to require some fine tuning, especially now that my parents left town yesterday. Thankfully my parents were in Seattle for the week following Whitaker's birth and were a source of entertainment and attention for both kids. I am sad to see them go, as is, Whitaker but most especially Mae. Here are photos from the last week of how we are settling into our life with Whitaker.

Mae with her stroller and her baby. Thanks Grandma Cummings for the gift. It is one of Mae's favorite things and one of mine and Pearson's least favorite things. As you can see from this photo when she pushes it, she pushes it with such fierce determination, you got to get out of the way or risk getting run over.
My Mom, Whitaker, and I enjoying the nice Seattle weather.

When my parents come to visit, I give my Dad tasks. This time around, I asked him to build a gate along our house so that I could have a "dog run" to allow Ditka in and out. It also keeps all the non-kid friendly stuff hidden from kids hands.

Whitaker's First Doctor's Appointment. He gained all his weight back a big accomplishment for the little guy.

My beautiful, healthy, and lovable kids. Mae who I thought seemed so little before now looks like a giant next to Whitaker. This photo also shows Mae with her "Elmo phone."

I love how long her hair is getting, albeit, a little unruly in this photo.

My girls from playgroup brought Mae a giraffe balloon. Who knew a little helium could make a gal so happy.



My kids relaxing. Mae loves the baby bouncy seats.
Mae now tries to rock Whit. She goes up to the chair and says, "I rock." We have to do a lot of supervision of this activity otherwise Whit is on a roller coaster ride.


So wide awake and alert.

My mom going for a walk in the Arboretum with the grandkids.

Throwing rocks at the Arboretum. This was right before we left the Arboretum because Mae tried to get into the water despite me telling her repeatedly not to. I told her "one more time and we are going home." She called my bluff and went into the water. We went home.

Whit's first stroll in the Arboretum. He was asleep the whole time and wasn't able to enjoy it fully.

Feeding Whit. So much easier the second time around.

Grandma Jan and Whitaker. Don't worry he wasn't in the sun for long.


He, then, assumed a position in the shade laying in the grass. He took a snooze under the tree.

Such tiny little feet and rather long toes.

First family trip to Madison Park beach. I am seeing quite a few of these in our future this summer.

I am 100 percent positive that I have this same exact photo of Mae. I need to dig it out and put the two together.


Mae enjoying the beach as a big sister.

Whitaker enjoying laying at the beach in the shade as the little brother.
Grandma and Papa Kogut's last day in Seattle. We were very sad to see them leave.


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