
P.S. I have no idea why Louis looks drugged in both of these pictures.
P.S. I have no idea why Louis looks drugged in both of these pictures.


No pictures in a while, we know. We've just been busy vacationing in Alaska, playing on the New England beaches, genearlly enjoying the summer and learning to juggle two kids. Elsie is an awesome baby and just lets us drag her anywhere and sleeps when / where she can.
Elsie didn't look so great in that last picture, so here's a few right before Church last Sunday. 

Its been a little over a month since Elsie was born and we have had lots of visitors and have enjoyed having James off of work for a full month! Elsie is a great baby- she sleeps wonderfully at night and eats like a champ (hence the double chin and fat rolls at 4 weeks old in these pics). Louis has dubbed her Algae. We think she's pretty cute. 

Louis has started referring to himself as Widdie this last week. We are confused by this because his pronuciation of other words is remarkably coherent. He has a hard time with the S sound, but has no problem with L, so we're stumped at where he came up with Widdie. He even proudly pats his chest with one hand and solemnley declares "Widdie" when we ask him what his name is.
Louis has had the hardest time out of all of us adjusting to the new baby. He vasilates between intense love and extreme jealousy. Unfortunately, both emotions are extremely physical and must be demonstrated by intense hugging and kissing or slapping and poking. I know it will just take some time for him to adjust, so after trying lots of different methods to curb his behaviors, I'm opting for patience. Luckily, we've noticed a difference the last couple of days. Instead of trying to cover her face with his hand while riding in the double stroller today, he lovingly put his hand on her cheek and left it there for almost the whole ride.
Also at the zoo James decided to show him this monkey mask. At first Louis was just a little confused by his Dad in a monkey mask. 

Of course we didn't stop after the first time he freaked out, I had to dig the camera out of the bag to take some pictures. The reaction the second time around was the same. Ahhhh the joys of torturing your young children.
