Eighteen months have flown by...sweet Ethan had his check up today. He is solidly in the 40th percentile for size (except for his little pea sized head ) and seems to be reaching most of his milestones a-ok. He is getting to be such a little boy, not so much of a baby. But last night he woke up crying, and he laid his little sweaty sleepy head on my shoulder and I just melted. He is every bit the miracle he was when we first met him a year and a half ago.

Ethan loves music and dances with abandon everyday. He babbles all the time, mostly half words or made up words with a really clear one every now and then to keep you on your toes (like "cookie" he says that very clearly). But his favorite past time is being chased/tickled/wrestled by his big brother. And Robert is happy to oblige, with only the occasional shout of "Injury, Injury to the baby!!!"

Happy 18 months Ethan, can't wait to see what you do next.

Almost time for a haircut

I decided to use this as a way to keep up with all the crazy happenings in our life...I have no finished baby books, no carefully organized scrapbooks of our busy, happy, growing family. So this is my digital attempt to keep myself and all who care updated on our comings and goings.

Check back...when I figure it out I'll have photos and witty sayings, well at least photos.

Ethan is walking, babbling and loving on everyone. He is the world's happiest baby, even when he's unhappy.

Tonight, we celebrate Robert's moving on to the Tiger badge in Cubscouts. (Which reminds me that I have to sew his last badge on.) He is really starting to mature...I can't believe he'll be seven in just a few months.

What I'm reading: Lit - A memoir

What I'm knitting : nothing at the moment : but I promise to get started

What I'm watching : The winter olymipcs when I can stay awake...