Winter Swim

Reid keeps getting out his swim shorts, wanting to go swimming.  No amount of talk of how cold it is outside convinces him that he shouldn't be swimming.  But, who says he can't wear his sunglasses in the cold, if mom won't let him wear his shorts!  Oh, and napping is a popular sport in our house!

Superbowl Sunday

Who needs to sleep through the Superbowl, when they can sleep through Disney's Toy Story?!

All three boys, sounds asleep with Toy Story playing on the TV.

Buzz and Woody came out for the movie, and ended up with a nap instead!  Notice Reid has his Buzz and Woody jammies on for the occasion, as well.

Winter in Ohio

We have enjoyed lots of snow, which has given Reid a chance to use his polar bear sled that he got for Christmas.  Daddy and Reid had so much fun, while Mommy and Chase stayed inside in the warm cozy house and viewed out the window!

All dressed and ready for the snow!

 Come on mom, let's stop with the picture taking and get out on the slopes!

This is the place to be, not out in the cold

Go, go, go!

Amazing how a nice warm bath and a cute green robe will take that cold right out of you!

The Chase is on!

He is a sweet boy and a beautiful addition to our family.  He is loved already by two big sisters and a big brother, as well as grandparents, other family and lots of friends.  We are adjusting to the life of little sleep again, and looking forward to every day with our new little boy!

Coming home from the hospital.  Had the same expression his brother had when he got ready to come home.  Hope this isn't telling us something!

Reid meets his baby brother for the first time.

Chase's first real bath, once he could get into the tub.

Grandma time!

 

Getting in some wiggle time

 

Chase Allen Kennedy

On January 10, 2012, Chase Allen Kennedy joined our family.  He was born at 3:10 pm in Wilmington, Ohio.  He weighed 9 lbs. 1 oz. and was 21 inches long.  He came quickly into the world without any troubles, and mom and baby are doing great!  Here are some glimpses of his first few hours:

As soon as he was born, the doctor gave him to us, and we snuggled for quite a while before the nurses took him for bath and weighing, etc.

Pround and exhaused parents!

 There he is, our big boy!

Daddy time

I guess cleaning up isn't so bad...

or is it?!

Reid-isms

We are enjoying Reid's new found language skills immensely.  He waits for his daddy to get home every day and, within minutes, bounds to our room and jumps on the bed and hollers, "Daddy, up on the bed!" because he knows that is where the best wrestling matches are held. 

I've had my first, "I don't eat; mommy it is yucky" meal, as well as plenty of requests for his favorite foods, which right now consist of fruit snacks, oranges, apples, mac & cheese, and "chocolate milk with bunnies" (the nesquik bunny is on the powdered chocolate milk container - although it took us a little while to figure out what he was saying and then what it meant when he first started asking for chocolate milk with bunnies!). Today he was noticing that the bunny was drinking his milk with a straw, so then he insisted on a straw instead of his normal sippy cup for his chocolate milk. 

He listens to everything we say and picks up on the words or phrases buried inside a statement.  Frank was going to "swing by someone's house" and Reid came running into the room, wanting to go swing at the park.  He also freaked out when I was telling Frank that he had a "monster dirty diaper" that day.  He came in and insisted that there was no monster in his diaper, and even made mommy check his back for monsters!   However, he does now kill all the monsters on the couch so it is safe for mommy, so I guess that is a good thing!

 

But, his newest phobia of birds is because of my words at our mailbox. He was helping me get the mail, and spilled his cup with some Kix cereal in it. A few pieces fell on the ground and landed in the snow. He tried to pick them up out of the snow, but I told him to not worry about it, that the birdies would come and eat it. The rest of the night he clung to his cup and remaining Kix, insisting that the birdies would not eat his Kix, that they were "Reid's Kix". No matter how much I tried to convince him that they only would eat the ones outside, he was protecting that cup. I made him leave it in the car when we went in the store, and he was so worried that the birdies would eat it. I assured him that I would lock the door and no birdies would get in and eat his Kix, and that seemed to satisfy him, as he then repeated, "Mommy lock the door and birdies don't eat Reid's Kix." He continues to talk about birdies and them not eating his cereal, even now, a week later. 

 

Reid watching one of his favorite shows, complete with his choice of hat, mismatched mittens, and his "stick" which happens to be the handle to our toilet bowl cleaner!

 

Still Pregnant?

Yes, still pregnant!  39 weeks and counting...

Reid walks around the house with his hands on his hips or back and says, "Mommy, my tummy hurts, baby Chase is kicking."  I guess I've used that line a few too many times!