



This week has been a dramatic week. Throw into the mix two hyper boys and a 13 year old Aunt and there is lots of yelling and tattling going on. The boys are so excited to have Aunt Emily here that they may be driving her nuts! They are typical boys who like to play rough and Emily just isn't used to it. We went to Saint Louis Mills on Monday which was pretty boring, I can only take so much with 3 boys at the mall. The rest of the week it has been so darn hot that we haven't done anything. I am afraid to take Luke out in the extreme heat because he doesn't handle it well and now there are heat advisories in affect till Wednesday. I figure today we will go to Target to get Emily some things, the fashion diva in me wants her to get some different things to wear.
Luke has had a good old 4 month old week, he is either rebelling on me for messing up his schedule the past 2 weeks or going through a big growth spurt. He hasn't been going to bed till 10 pm and he is waking up a ton in the middle of the night. He seems to be getting better though. Last night he slept from 9:45 to 4:45, which was so nice of him. He has officially become too big for his baby bathtub, which is so sad for me. It is so convenient to bathe him on the vanity, now I have to fill up the whole tub and bend over the tub, just isn't as comfortable. He loves it though, he splashes like the other two big boys in the house, which Caleb doesn't understand why he gets to splash and he can't. Luke is finally growing in his hair after he lost all of it at birth and is growing back his little rooster cone on the top of his head (his hair sticks up like a little mohawk, you can kind of tell in the picture).
I have had an eventful week trying to play referee with the threesome here and finally got the courage to resign as nursery director...pheww! I also seem to constantly have to explain my parenting styles to countless people here in good ol' Missouri! I had a conversation with two different people about sleeping babies. Now my children have always slept on their tummies against new studies that children should be put "back to sleep." I see the reasoning behind it and tried for weeks with Noah but he hated, gosh I hate to sleep on my back. I justify it in many ways. My boys always slept better on their tummies, had great head control from birth, and never spit up, NEVER! I have always been one of those over bearing Moms who is constantly watching her babies as they sleep. Well two different people have told me that sleeping on their backs reduces the risk of SIDS. Wow no way are you kidding me!? Insert major sarcasm!! I have probably read every book on child rearing and always look at what is best for them. Both these comments came from people who don't breastfeed and what do you know breastfeeding also reduces the risk of SIDS, amazing! OK I am done. Anyhow, God must have been sensing my tension with these unwanted comments and sent me this woman in Wal-mart who after talking with her for a while asked me whether I bottle fed or breastfed. I told her and she was amazed and told me her story about how she breastfed her kids way back when. She had such kind words for me at a time when I was just stumped with confusion at the way people just force unwanted comments down my throat. I asked her why breastfeeding is looked at so negatively in the Midwest and she started to hum
Dixie and said it is just so country here (exactly what my Mother had told me).
Not much else is new. Carlos' company continues to furlough pilots which is stressing for me. Carlos always tells me things are OK but he wants me to not worry, so who know it could really be good or it could be really bad for us. It is amazing because there is so much flying out there and it seems Carlos is flying more than ever but his company has different plans I guess, we shall see.