1 month old

Well, we made it through our first month with two kids! Brooklyn is a really good baby and Ben just loves her!!! Here are a couple pics of the kids on Brooklyn's one month birthday.



Pretty cute, eh?

Afraid of Fireworks

So this Fourth of July, we were excited that Benjamin is finally big enough to be excited about fireworks. The last fourth of July, he watched the first minute or so of the fireworks and then was more excited about the cars driving past. And on the 24th of July, he lied on the blanket and pretty much slept the whole time. We were hoping that this year he would be super excited about them and love them.

Well, that's not exactly how it happened...

The fireworks in Logan are shot off about half a mile away from where we live, so we sit by the road just outside the trailer court that we live in. It's very convenient. Ben was so excited about fireworks. He couldn't stop saying it. He saw some of our neighbors doing little fireworks and was enthralled. Then the real fireworks show began.

He wasn't sure about the loud bangs at the beginning, but he was watching and pointing, so that was a good sign. After a few minutes of this, he started to fuss a little and kept saying "Hug" over and over. He was trying to turn around to give me a hug and cuddle. That is what he does when he's not happy. We thought it was because of the bangs, so I just covered his ears in hopes that he would still want to watch them if it wasn't so loud. It didn't work.

He still wanted a hug. I turned him sideways on my lap with one ear against me and I covered the other ear with my hand. I thought that this way, he would be getting his hug, and he would still be watching the fireworks without really hearing the fireworks.

He stayed this way for a little while, until McLain looked over at him and started chuckling. Ben's little eyes were shut just as tightly as he could possibly shut them.

He wasn't afraid of the loud bangs, he was afraid of the big, beautiful, amazing fireworks!!!

Poor kid! So he ended up giving me a hug, repeating "Fireworks!" many times (although he wasn't even watching them), and then just falling asleep on my shoulder. Oh well.

We tried...

We failed...

Maybe next year...