Gettin' His Chub On

You may not know this about me, but I am the Super Human Dairy Cow. My babies come out so sweet and petite, and then, well, they get F.A.T. For instance, this sweet little Sumo Wrestler with the he-hooters is Obed at just 12 weeks old.

We weighed Uzziah last week. When he was born, he was 6 lbs 11 oz. Last week he was 11 lbs 8 oz. That's almost a 5 pound weight gain in about 5 weeks (yup, using my mad math skills, I figure that's a pound a week). Uzziah is getting the tell-tale Black baby chub. I'm thankful for babies that have never suffered from "failure to thrive."

Burn Rates

This week the boys had a combination art/science project where they studied burn rates. In order to grasp this concept, they made incense clocks, which (we all learned) were a sort of time-keeping device used in Ancient China. They got make a clay figurine to hold their incense sticks.

Then they hung bells by strings on the incense.

Then they lit the incense and waited for the stick to burn and the bell to drop, timing how long it took the bells to drop.
At first it was fun to wait and watch.

Then the waiting got a little long.

But all in all, a fun, creative, educational project.

Just Because

Nothing notable or witty to say. He was asleep. He looked cute. So I took a picture and am posting it here because he's cute and asleep.

Who needs a cat?

Today we looked outside to see all of our chickens chasing the youngest chicken.  That is somewhat normal...but today, not so normal.  She had a mouse and they all wanted it.  

After quite the chase, one of our Rhode Island Reds stole the bacon and swallowed it whole.  

Who needs a cat?

6 Weeks (tomorrow)

Tomorrow (Friday, March 9), my little Uzziah Joel turns 6 weeks. He's about as sweet as they come, and just this week started responding with smiles to me (and seriously, is there anything sweeter than that???). He's still not a champ at sleeping, but every night brings with it new hope that maybe tonight's the night we'll go longer than a couple of hours. And finally, at 6 weeks, he is just about out of his newborn clothes (almost). It's amazing how much joy such a tiny little peanut can bring to an entire family.

Milestones

When Solomon was first diagnosed, we didn't know if he would survive the year, much less reach any milestones we had hoped and dreamed for him. In light of this experience, I find every milestone he does reach brings about a greater joy and celebration than I've had with the others, as well as a time of reflection on the mercy of God towards us.

Today, Solomon put his shirt on by himself. You would have thought he had won the Nobel Prize, there was so much celebrating. It took him quite some time, but he is a stubborn, determined little boy. Every time I asked him if he wanted help, he responded, "no, mine!" The pictures are from my phone, so a bit blurry. But I wanted to capture this milestone. Way to go Solomon!

Working

Vince is a great husband! He serves our family well; especially me! Right now he is doing everything he can to help make the addition of Uzziah to our family go as smoothly as possible, which means he's working at home more in the mornings so I can get a bit more sleep and get showered before the day starts. This morning, I found him working at the kitchen table on administrative stuff for the church, all while Uzziah slept. It's amazing to me how much Vince can juggle at once in order to help me. I love him and am so thankful for the husband God has blessed me with!