Daniel was working in the backyard on a Saturday…and our neighbor’s husky jumped her fence and wandered over into our backyard. Like any smart husky would, she immediately saw the coop full of stuck dinner…I mean chickens…and had her go. I am so thankful she was seen by Daniel and not the kids or I, as he said it was pretty bloody and traumatizing to watch. Thankfully Daniel knew to never approach an animal who has just made a kill, and he went to get her owner. Apologies were given, sad faces were seen, but forgiveness was quickly handed out without a second thought.
It is moments like these that I am the most thankful for young children. They were a bit sad, but within minutes of hearing the news they both asked, “When can we go and get NEW chicks?” Not more than an hour after the attack, Daniel packed up the kids, headed to a local store, and brought home 8 new chicks.
We got some new breeds this time around and we all can’t wait to see how they grow up. Here they are…now a couple weeks old.
The custom made brooder to fit in our living room:
Last time we got chicks it was right after Sebastian was born. We didn’t hold them as much as our first set, and they were definitely more scared, skittish, and overall not as fun pets. We learned our lesson and are making sure to hold and bond with these sweet little girls this time around.
Chicks sure are fun. Giggles come easyily for all who meet them. There is no denying that they are just so sweet and cute.
Apparently having a third baby is no where as exhausting and overwhelming as having a first baby. That or I felt really bad for my extrovert husband who was dying to have a Memorial Day BBQ and see people. Either way….we hosted a Memorial Day BBQ…with a one month old baby in tow…and had lots of fun.
The BBQ included good friends….
David and Jonathan
Abbey, Kaitlyn, Tabitha and Charlotte (top), and Maya (bottom)
A little bit of family….
Keith and Dayla
A blow up pool was there….
And somehow Daniel convinced me to be okay with the HIT OF THE PARTY…the ice block….
I love watching the kids sleep. Why is it that all the frustrations of parenthood seem to melt away when you gaze at them sleeping? They just seem so innocent and perfect; it is easy to love them and forgive them in that moment. And I can’t help but hope that is how God sees me when I sleep….with utter love and forgiveness.
I never take pictures of kids sleeping cause I am always afraid I will wake them, but Daniel took this one of Bash the other day and it makes me so happy to have it.
As someone who loves to play the “Who does baby look like?” game, I totally get those of you who do it too. The number one question in August’s first two weeks of life is: “Does August look like Dayla and Sebastian?” Well, I won’t tell you what I think…come see for yourself!
Top to bottom is Dayla, Sebastian, and August, all at one day old.
One of the coolest parts about August coming early was that Nana and Grandpa were able to meet him. What we thought would be a visit at the end of my pregnancy ended up being a visit to a week old little August. God planned it all just so perfectly.
It was so fun to have them here, relaxing around the house with us, reading to the kids, and just being able to enjoy them. What a treat! I think it was my favorite visit of theirs to date.
Then just two days later we were surprised by a visit from my sister Danielle! She was out in California on business and with her heart of gold she drove 3 hours down from LA after a long travel day to come meet August and see our house for the first time! We talked, snuggled baby, and hung out like old times…it was such a fun gift to have her come!
If you ask Dayla how she likes being a big sister, chances are she will give you a coy look or will hide behind me as I answer the question for her. The truth of the matter is, she loves it.
It is so fun to see how different she is this time….2.5 years after she became a big sister the first time. With Sebastian she loved being a big sister, but I think she saw it as more of a game to play. This time around I think she sees it as a responsibility; it is so cool to watch. She takes care of August in the sweetest way. She asks to hold him at least once a day and I will catch her talking to him or telling him stories.
I have said it before and I will say it again, God knew what He was doing when He made this girl a big sister. I feel like it brings out the best in her…highlights all that I love about her…and she shines like a star.
I had to bring the camera to church today to snap some portraits. After service, when most of the people had left, Daniel started taking pictures of our kids…and unlike usual…they were into it…and their sillies came out. Big time.