HENRY CLAUS.

7:30AM. OUR HOUSE AKA GOTHAM CITY.

or is that batman?

oh this was a morning. an early, early morning.

TRAITOR.

FLU.

tuesday, I got a call from hallie's school that she had puked. wonderful.



hallie on the ride home - passed out with her puke bag.

 so, we hung out on my bed doing this:

and then she barfed in my bed, which is not cool.

and then barfed in the living room. oh and that night a few times.

and then i started barfing.

but this guy isn't barfing!

and neither is dave, but that is really just a matter of time.

6 MONTHS OLD.

where has the time gone? seriously. where? show me where my tiny baby went. because this is not a tiny baby!

what a sweetie. at this point, henry:

*is 16.1 pounds, 26.5 inches long (30th and 40th%)
*so so so so happy
*sleeps through the night
*takes two naps
*loves irma
*loves mom and dad
*tolerates loves hallie
*still has no teeth
*drools like no other child i've ever seen before
*so so so so happy
*still loves his bath. he has never cried during a bath. ever.
*has never had an ear infection! or even a fever! glory be!
*seems to enjoy having his boogers sucked out with a bulb syringe
*hates getting dressed
*loves to be naked (like his daddy!)
*had his last taste of breast milk on his 6-month birthday (sad face)
*belly laughs when you try to stick his foot in his mouth
*likes baby oatmeal, but acts like you are feeding him poison if you give him any "real" food
*happiest baby EVER

CHRISTMAS PROGRAM 2011.

she was for SURE the cutest one up there. i mean, seriously. those eyebrows.

for your viewing pleasure. (sorry for the shaky iphone video! i forgot our other one.) she is front row, center! and click the button in the bottom right corner of the video (after you push play) to make it full screen.

THE HAPPIEST BABY ALIVE AND HIS GREAT-GRANDMA. AND A DISH RAG.

wheeee! an old dish rag!

oh look! here it comes again!

hee hee!

best. toy. ever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THIS IS HOW WE ROLL.

i don't know how you do baking up in your crib, but here's how we do it in ours.

summer style.

and halloween style, apparently (can you spot the ghost, scary cat and bat above?). oh and some princess thrown in there for good measure (see the shoe and crown?).

decorated within an inch of their lives, that's how we roll. loooots of red hots.

hallie said - this is the best night ever.

i'm sure it was! she ate an entire container of sprinkles, so she was feeling pretty good.

STATE OF THE BOOBIES ADDRESS.

fellow breastfeeders, i'm almost finished.

not because i want to, but because the wells are running dry. after hallie's unexpected stay in the hospital, i was never able to pump as much as before. which was no big deal, i still pumped what i could and supplemented the remainder with formula. and then henry started sleeping through the night, and my supply went down some more, but still no biggie.

well now it just keeps going down. so much so that he has to work and work and work and then doesn't get much. so i've been bottling him and nursing him to keep him satisfied.

i've been drinking tea, taking herbs and pumping lots and lots.

so, as henry approaches his six-month birthday i'm feeling like this is the right time to quit. i don't really want to, but i don't want to pump for just a few measly ounces.

i'm going to keep pumping until i don't pump enough for the one bottle of breastmilk he's getting now.

and then.

i.

am.

done.

sad face.

but happy face, because NO MORE PUMPING.

no picture, because my grandma would have a heart attack.


then end.