Finally getting back to normal...

Whew! After almost 14 weeks of bedrest, a new baby, 2 weeks in Branson, and a week without Izaak, we are finally getting settled down. Shiloh is readjusting to being a big brother - the 2 weeks in Branson and one without Daddy kind of made him crazy - and Eli is growing like a weed. At his six week weight check at the pediatrician he was already up to 8 pounds, 9 ounces. He has definitely outgrown his preemie clothes, and is filling up his newborn outfits very nicely. The fatter he gets, the more he looks like Shiloh. I love it.



Izaak's sister's wedding was beautiful, and the weather ended up being perfect after a scary week of rain. It even rained the day of the wedding, but by picture time, it was perfect, and not too hot. Shiloh was finally starting to warm up to his big cousin, Nolan, by the time we headed home.






Shiloh has graduated to a big boy bed, and loves it. The other morning I was feeding Eli early and I peeked in and he was on the floor. When we got up, he had moved back up onto the bed but had a red bump on his cheek... He must have hit something on the way down. :)



We took our first trip to the beach on Saturday. It was nice to be back - we practically lived there last summer - and Eli seemed to like it. He was his usual sleepy self, while Shiloh and Daddy played in the waves.