Ok...so you can't blame me for procrastinating, what with Ben away and lonely little me to tend to everything on the home front.
Example:
Even though in our prior way of life I was only managing an average of one post a month, needless to say, blogging has indefinitely taken a back seat. Just think of this as a two-for-one!
Jack turned 6 months (last month)
weighing in at a hefty 18 lbs. 15 oz. and 27". That's a good two pounds on what his big brother was at 6 months.
And, as chronologically anticipated, he turned 7 months yesterday.
Ever the sweetest little one, he is making great strides in his development. He is quite agile as he maneuvers his way through the house, cruising along the furniture. He can pick up a toy with one hand while pulling up to standing with the other. Occasionally, he will let go with both hands and slowly lowers himself into a seated position on the floor. With a little more balance, it would only be a bit of practice and he would be walking. His frustrations manifest into a babbling of "mama mama", which makes my heart happy and all the more eager to assit him. He is a healthy eater. Just today, for lunch he ate an entire nectarine mashed with enough rice cereal to double its volume. I have taken it upon myself to make his baby food from scratch. It's not as difficult as I had anticipated and it allows me the opportunity to get Will to partake in trying new foods as well, not to mention the economic savings.
Will is the little man of the house. Nearly 3, he's growing up far too fast. He's constantly displaying his little boy-ness with "he-yah" kicks and running and jumping from low pieces of furniture. Forever wanting to be chased, there is always a bear or monster to run and hide from. But the evenings always bring tender cuddling. His thoughts are coming in complete sentences now. Action/reaction has taken hold, the memory is strengthening and events are beginning to string together. And our conversations are lengthening due mostly in part to the ever unsatisfied "why?". He also thinks it's hilarious to refer to me as "Mom", to which I will not answer. I am not ready to be "Mom", yet.
We're looking forward to Ben's much anticipated graduation. He's been doing extremely well in his training. With only two weeks left in the first phase of training, the biggest hurdle left is "the run". As it is required to pass the academy, Ben must run 1 1/2 miles in 13 minutes (Sept. 10), all the while hindered by a fracture in his ankle and heel. It is our daily prayer that God heal his pain and guide him, swiftly! We are looking forward to making the trip to New Mexico to attend his graduation (Sept. 16) and spend a few hours with him before he returns to his studies as he begins the Spanish portion for the next two months. I cannot adequately express how immensely proud I am of him and how grateful I am for his commitment and the sacrifice he is making to provide a better life for our little family. We are all looking forward to the day when we can reunite and begin this new chapter in our lives.
As I write, I am distracted by a tiny, fleshy-colored gecko trapped in the fluorescent light above me. In fear that it might escape and fall on my head, I will sign off for now with hopes that my next blog will not be so delayed...and that the gecko will petrify in the light and become the next tenant's problem.
I took the boys to take pictures at the pumpkin patch. I started doing this with Will when he was only a few weeks old. This year was double the fun!!
Even though in our prior way of life I was only managing an average of one post a month, needless to say, blogging has indefinitely taken a back seat. Just think of this as a two-for-one!
weighing in at a hefty 18 lbs. 15 oz. and 27". That's a good two pounds on what his big brother was at 6 months.
Ever the sweetest little one, he is making great strides in his development. He is quite agile as he maneuvers his way through the house, cruising along the furniture. He can pick up a toy with one hand while pulling up to standing with the other. Occasionally, he will let go with both hands and slowly lowers himself into a seated position on the floor. With a little more balance, it would only be a bit of practice and he would be walking. His frustrations manifest into a babbling of "mama mama", which makes my heart happy and all the more eager to assit him. He is a healthy eater. Just today, for lunch he ate an entire nectarine mashed with enough rice cereal to double its volume. I have taken it upon myself to make his baby food from scratch. It's not as difficult as I had anticipated and it allows me the opportunity to get Will to partake in trying new foods as well, not to mention the economic savings.
Will is the little man of the house. Nearly 3, he's growing up far too fast. He's constantly displaying his little boy-ness with "he-yah" kicks and running and jumping from low pieces of furniture. Forever wanting to be chased, there is always a bear or monster to run and hide from. But the evenings always bring tender cuddling. His thoughts are coming in complete sentences now. Action/reaction has taken hold, the memory is strengthening and events are beginning to string together. And our conversations are lengthening due mostly in part to the ever unsatisfied "why?". He also thinks it's hilarious to refer to me as "Mom", to which I will not answer. I am not ready to be "Mom", yet.
This boy's
