Food Firsts

Look at this bib - bbq, soup, pepsi and drool!

What a cutie!

Yes, this is a sparerib bone and yes, he loved it! Everytime grandpa would try to put it in his mouth Wyatt would open his really big! YUMMMM!

A couple weeks ago Morgan and I decided it was time to resume some normal activities that we did pre-babies.....like going out to dinner on occasion. Don't get me wrong, we have been out on dates since the babies have come, but we had yet to take them with us. So....this is Avery and Wyatt's first experience in a restaraunt and wow did Wyatt have fun! We invited Grandma and Grandpa Asay to go with us and Grandpa introduced Wyatt to some new foods. His food firsts for the night were a sparerib bone, potato soup, and even a sip or two of Cherry Pepsi. I guess Wyatt knows who to go to when mom says no! Avery doesn't ever really get into eating like Wyatt does, but she did her fair share of observing her surroundings. All in all they did great and we could actuall fathom taking them out again. Although, we might have to leave Grandpa at home so as not to spoil my lil' man anymore (just kidding grandpa!) or create a laundry disaster for me!

My Two Goofballs

Today is a good day! A & W woke up on cue at 7:45 and babbled in their cribs for awhile - let me rephrase that....Avery babbled and Wyatt quietly kept himself entertained. We got up, got dressed and headed downstairs for breakfast. After breakfast in our boppies I sat each of them up and burped them. Wyatt can now sit up by himself so he played with some rings. I then moved Avery over so that she could practice sitting up - a skill she hasn't mastered yet. Wyatt immediately started "talking" and giggling at Avery and she responded with a few high pitched shreaks. They continued studying each other and taking each other's toys as well as babbling and screaching back and forth. They entertained each other for a good hour - Avery was getting a kick out of watching Wyatt roll around the floor and he was finding it amusing to take her toys - showing her how to really play with them. It was so exciting to see them finally recognize each other and realize that they now have a playmate other than mom and dad!

Phew! That's one less song of pat-a-cake and itsy-bitsy spider I have to sing!

Moments

Here I am back on my blog. I am finding myself having a hard time coming up with just one blog post because I have so many thoughts running through my head - it's been a month since my last post. I also keep hearing a muffled cry from my little girl as she tries to get into her comfy spot for the night - I can't keep my concentration because I keep thinking it will break out into a full blown cry any minute. Most of the time it doesn't, but then again there are those rare moments when I have to go up and snuggle with my little cutie and comfort her back to sleep. Although the cries are heartbreaking, I love the opportunity to cuddle one on one with my little girl ... while being able to sneak a peak at my lil' man sound asleep in the crib next door. It's these little moments that I cherish the most! Tonight it seems that she has lulled herself back to sleep so the cuddling will have to wait until tomorrow.

I had a moment earlier as I fed them before bed. Morgan has a football game tonight so I was on my own for the bedtime routine. He usually leaves around 5. As the afternoon rolls into the evening things can get a little hairy in the Asay household. It seems like right after dinner they start getting fussier and fussier and want someone's undivided attention. Ok if there are two of us, but when it's just one we'll just say it gets a little crazy. Once we get into our routine of bath, book and bottle things just seem to fall into place. Tonight was a bit different because as I bathed Wyatt, Avery was in the crib awaiting her turn while crying her little lungs out. Trying to make the bath enjoyable for Wyatt is not the easiest when you have a screaching (yes, screaching is what it sounds like) little girl in the background. We did our best and when it was Avery's turn for bathtime Wyatt repaid the favor. I kept my cool and continued on with the routine. We usually feed them on our bed for their last bottle of the night and so I continued with the routine. I propped each on their own pillow (mom's and dad's of course) and proceeded to give each their nighttime bottle. As they finished the last drop they each slowly closed their little eyelids and dosed off. They were adorable - so content after filling their bellies. I wanted so badly to go grab the camera, but couldn't pull myself away from their content little bodies. It's in these moments that all the craziness fades into the background and I am reminded of how special it is to have these two in our lives!

Here's to more happy moments!