After any period of major upheaval or big changes, it can take awhile to get back to normal operations. Having Baby D was a
huge upheaval all on its own. It's finally starting to feel like he's always been here. Even with as many babies as I've had, adding another one is always an adjustment.
One of David's primary occupations these days is chewing on his hands. He really goes at it! If he happens to catch the cuff of his shirt, he'll chew up his sleeve all the way to his elbow. He's been working on getting his bottom two teeth in for just about forever now. I check his mouth every day, but I can still only see the two little bumps on his lower gums with no white in sight. It's just as well; if he's anything like the rest of the kids, those teeth will cost us a small fortune in orthodontic work in the future.
Fixing up the house has been another big upheaval for us. We had our wood stove installed last spring just before the baby was born, and the weather is just right now for breaking it in. Boy howdy, that thing is going to be nice to have! Now if we only had some furniture in that room so we could actually
sit in front of our nice roaring fire...
Our most recent major upheaval has been the building of the new addition. Here we see Elena enjoying the view out the big back window in the new part of the dining room as she has her breakfast, while Paul is giving me the stinkeye for reasons unknown. That's eleven-year-old boys for ya.
Our quirky little border collie has survived all these changes without having a heart attack or brain aneurysm, though I think she's quite ready for some peace and quiet. When we brought David home from the hospital, the poor dog ran downstairs and hid under the boys' bunk beds, and didn't come out for nearly a week. After a few days of construction workers being here every day, she stopped her constant barking, but has remained "on guard". When we lit the first fire in the stove last week, the dog took one look at it, turned heel, and headed back upstairs. I have a feeling, though, that she'll come to like sleeping in front of the nice warm fire.
After any period of major upheaval or big changes, it can take awhile to get back to normal operations. Having Baby D was a huge upheaval all on its own. It's finally starting to feel like he's always been here. Even with as many babies as I've had, adding another one is always an adjustment.
One of David's primary occupations these days is chewing on his hands. He really goes at it! If he happens to catch the cuff of his shirt, he'll chew up his sleeve all the way to his elbow. He's been working on getting his bottom two teeth in for just about forever now. I check his mouth every day, but I can still only see the two little bumps on his lower gums with no white in sight. It's just as well; if he's anything like the rest of the kids, those teeth will cost us a small fortune in orthodontic work in the future.
Fixing up the house has been another big upheaval for us. We had our wood stove installed last spring just before the baby was born, and the weather is just right now for breaking it in. Boy howdy, that thing is going to be nice to have! Now if we only had some furniture in that room so we could actually sit in front of our nice roaring fire...
Our most recent major upheaval has been the building of the new addition. Here we see Elena enjoying the view out the big back window in the new part of the dining room as she has her breakfast, while Paul is giving me the stinkeye for reasons unknown. That's eleven-year-old boys for ya.
Our quirky little border collie has survived all these changes without having a heart attack or brain aneurysm, though I think she's quite ready for some peace and quiet. When we brought David home from the hospital, the poor dog ran downstairs and hid under the boys' bunk beds, and didn't come out for nearly a week. After a few days of construction workers being here every day, she stopped her constant barking, but has remained "on guard". When we lit the first fire in the stove last week, the dog took one look at it, turned heel, and headed back upstairs. I have a feeling, though, that she'll come to like sleeping in front of the nice warm fire.
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