Here is the necessary sleeping Charlie picture. This particular picture was taken after we went to what I can only describe as a hoe-down-- an outdoor dinner with dancing afterwards, in a country field, complete with a man with a very serious beard playing the fiddle, a woman calling out the moves and a bonfire. We had a blast.
Here is Lucy attempting to overcome some trauma. A couple weeks ago, we had a plumbing issue-- a plumber came and tried to fix a minor problem. The next day, our upstairs landlords flushed their toilet and water came gushing out behind our washer and dryer. Unfortunately, Lucy was standing somewhat near the washer/dryer at the time and it must have scared her half to death. She cried for a loooong time. Then every water noise scared her to the point that every time we'd turn on a faucet, flush the toilet, or sometimes even pour a glass of water from a pitcher she would cry. After much explaining and showing, she no long cries but she still talks about it a lot. She usually comforts Curious George about it-- "It's okay, George, just water." I'm not sure why we have this picture, but here she is, still in the trauma mode.
Lucy loves a bagel with cream cheese.
Charlie's nebulizer finally came after a month of phone calls and waiting. He is not sure what to think of it. Lucy hates it. It is very deceptive. It looks like a fun toy (basically a blue elmo without a mouth) and is named "JoJo the Jellyfish." Then you turn it on and it makes a loud hum and a bunch of mist comes out. So, Lucy usually runs to the other room and looks concerned for Charlie. Sometimes she will call to me, "Okay, all done Jellyfish. Time to put the jellyfish away." It definitely helps when Charlie has a cold and his breathing gets really bad.
Sometimes Charlie wakes up really early and just does not want to be in bed anymore. So, I take him out to the living room where James is usually eating his breakfast and getting ready for work. Charlie rolls around on the floor and chats while I lay down on the couch and pretend that I'm still in bed. One morning Lucy came out and was really excited to snuggle me.
Lucy's friend Tessa came over to play one day. They had a really great time playing piano together. After that, they ran in circles and laughed for about 45 minutes. They are such sweet friends. Tessa calls Lucy "my Lucy."
Charlie has gotten to be quite active on the floor. He is rolling both ways now, pushing up, and even scooting along. If there is something hard anywhere in the vicinity Charlie is sure to find it.
Lucy has developed an obsession with leaves and sticks. One day, we gathered a bunch of them and preserved them in wax. There were so pretty that I wanted Charlie to be able to enjoy them too, so we made them into a mobile.
Another funny Lucy story: one day, we were getting ready for church and I had a new outfit for Lucy. She usually likes to talk about her clothes as she's putting them on. But, we came to a piece of clothing that she didn't have a name for. I told her it was called a jumper. After we came home from mass, she wanted to take her clothes off as usual. She came up to me and asked, "Take your... Take your... Take your hopper off?"
In the last days of October, my mom came to visit and I will have to do another post on all of that fun.
The leaves made into a mobile is such a great idea!! What a sweet thing for a sweet baby boy. Love, Abbie
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