Sponge-Bob Sippy Pants

Went to check in on Kellen last night before going to bed and his bum looked very strange. So reached to pat it to see if he'd put his pull-up on backwards or if it was twisted or what exactly had happened. What we found was his sippy cup completely stuffed inside his pull-up.

So, of course, being the great parents that we are, we took the sippy cup out of his pull-up. But, um, we left it in his bed because we were too lazy to go a clean one and he causes a middle of the night ruckus if he doesn't have one at all. If he wants a clean sippy all he has to do is keep it out of his drawers.

The cousins come to visit

Sara , Darin, Connor and Eric came to visit on Sunday and while all got to hold Avery, nobody was more excited about it than Eric.

Happy Birthday Crystal!

In my never ending attempts to embarass you on these posts, let me express my undying love for you. I am so happy you were brought into this world. You brighten my life with your smile and sense of humor and your beauty causes me to stop and stare even after 12+ years of marriage and 4 years of dating before that. I am amazed at how many things you are good at and at how many more things you are great at. I was going to list some of them, but I was worried about all the important ones I'd miss. That, and I'm worried that your parents will read this and be embarassed when I say how good at sex you are. How I could ever wind up with someone like you, I'll never know. What I do know is that with you in my life, I am a lucky guy. And even if you love U2, I love you.

Lessons in Puberty

The kids have apparently had a lot of questions about our bodies with the arrival or imminent arrival of Avery. Kellen for instance cannot figure out how Mom can be older than Dad since Dad is so much taller than Mom. He also spent a lot of time asking questions about whose tummy everyone came from: "Whose Tummy did I come from?" Reply: Mom's "Whose tummy did Mom come from?" Nanna's "Whose tummy did Nanna come from?" and so on.

Gabby meanwhile took a look at the pads Crystal has and was asking me what those were. I told her she needed to ask her Mom, but undeterred she took a closer look and told me confidently that they were the "big waterproof band-aids for Moms." Apparently she has been watching too many TV commercials and fortunately still hasn't figured everything out yet.

Cade's comment meanwhile is my favorite. I'm not quite sure how the topic came up, but probably with some of his friends about how tall each of them would be, but he has apparently getting some information about growth spurts. When he and I were home alone he told me, very earnestly, "Mom hasn't had her growth spurt yet, when is she going to have her growth spurt?"

Thank goodness these are the most difficult questions we have to answer right now . . .

Avery Video #2

More Avery - with less of the older kids getting involved

Avery Video #1

Some early footage of Avery

Introducing Avery Wilson

Avery was born on June 1st at 11:53pm. She was 8 pounds 6 ounces and 21.5 inches long. Both she and Crystal are healthy and happy to have Avery in the world with us. The kids, as you'll see below, are very excited by their little sister and are happy to have her as part of our family. They were all eager to hold her and be with her this morning when we visited.

Avery just after midnight and only a few hours old

Biggest brother and littlest sister

A proud big brother

A very happy big sister

More big brother

More pictures of Avery

Waiting

For any blog watchers out there we were scheduled to go in today for Crystal to be induced. So far no luck. Crystal and I are spending the day sulking at home and burning lots of nervous energy. This isn't quite as bad as the airport incident, but it feels kind of the same with the not knowing. Fortunately our kids have been farmed out to others or it would be worse, but at the same time we feel bad having someone else watch our kids while we're available technically.

Soon, we hope!

White hairs

As if it's not bad enough that I've got graying hair, I've lately been discovering white hairs on my eyebrows, on my chest hair and lately even found one on my arm. The worst part about these white hairs is that they somehow stick out further than the regular brown ones. So far I've been plucking the most obvious ones but I'm afraid that one day I'm going to wake up and discover that I look like Albert Einstein. I'll have to move to Alaska so I can wear longsleeves year round and not look like a knob. Isn't this sort of thing suppose to happen after I turn 50? Why is it happening at 35!