Guess how old I am

St. Patty's Day!

We had to photo document all the girls (& George's) cute green shirts. Grandparents must protect their children from ridicule and abuse, and thanks to Grandma, no pinching was to be had here.
Lizzy started the day right with some sweet green eggs, sans ham. I usually get one 'normal' pose before the girls either go Hollywood on me, or make silly faces....I'm still debating which I would rather... here is Hollywood.

Grandma came over to share in the green, and lucky Grandpa got home from road tripping just in time (much to his chagrin...as you will soon see why). He was unable to eat with his eyes closed, and therefore, the noodles and sauce remained on his plate. Can't say that I blame him, though.

Lot o' Green Dinner....looks a little blah. Pretty bad when the only variety is the noodles. Chicken alfredo, leprechan style.

After the after dinner bath.... braids for curling all around. Only available due to lots of help... Grandpa held George while Grandma washed hair while I washed dishes.... After all were out of the tub, Grandparents went home, girls watched a movie while I braided and George nursed (independent already...) When George woke back up during a kid switch, Rachel took over George duty with the bottle.

Lizzy had gratefully tucked herself into the couch while still movie watching.

Samantha closed out the night by informing Dad of all the fun leprechan stories/sightings from school. I need to remember there is more to St. Patty's than green!

Until next year.....

George @ 4 Months

George is growing like crazy!! He is growing in our hearts as well. The girls do all they can to get him to laugh and come running when they hear him start. He measured 26 inches long and weighed 15 lbs and 14 oz at his appointment 3/4/10.



George's hair is getting long. His rash/cradle cap on his cheeks is starting to spread to his forehead. He uses our shoulders as well as his hands to scratch at it. So I decided to take matters into my own hands...pony it is. It gave him a bit of relief, but I didn't let it last long. Doesn't he look cute!! Still very much boy.



The girls were able to get George to laugh while we were visiting my Grandma Powell. Her hearing is so bad she couldn't hear him across the room, but when we placed him on her lap, she laughed almost as much as he did. We are so grateful for every moment we get to share with her.

Oh how we love this little man!