Our house has never been a zen monklike noiseless retreat, thanks to Eddy’s love for Jimi Hendrix, Jonah’s constant humming, and Owen’s narration of his every move. But now it’s just a little bit noisier thanks to Kate’s growling. She’s a little bear! I think she’ll be like Owen once she learns to talk, with an endless stream of noise.
Kate is almost three weeks old (how time flies) and getting so big! I swear she smiled at me yesterday. And she sleeps just like a baby… although whoever invented that expression obviously never had a baby!
The boys are loving having Grandma around, and the arrival of another feminine presence at home obviously has not had a calming effect on them.