There was this wonderful period of time that has now past, sadly I did not appreciate it nearly enough while it lasted. I used to lay Eden down for a nap and leave knowing she would be sleeping soon, even though she may lay there and talk to herself for a little while. Now, there is still talking only it never stops, then it slowly become grumpy mumbling. Now, I need to go back upstairs and lay her back down, because she is quite happy to stand looking over the crib railing until she decides she is ready to sleep but then realized she doesn't know how to lay back down. She very rarely cries, so it is mainly a guessing game of do I need to go up, if I go up will she be laying down and I am just bothering her, if I don't go up will she be standing there for the next hour waiting for someone to come and help her? I am tired of going up and down the stairs.

Pumpkin Carving

Beth came over tonight to carve a pumpkin with Eden. I think I may find pumpkin stuck to my wall for weeks to come.

Long overdue videos of Eden

Below are some videos I've (Carlos) meant to post a long time ago so that my family in Florida can view them. I have numerous clips but there are too many to post here. So I have chosen two, the first where Eden is six months and the second where she is eight months. To my family: Enjoy!

A typical Day

We are a little over a month into the new school year and I think I may have finally figured out a routine that works for me. Thankfully, I will be graduating in September so I will finally only have work and Eden (although I suppose soon after that it will be kids, how crazy is that?)

Today after lunch I took some pictures of Eden's typical day.



This is the "yes, you did just catch me licking the congo legs" face.




"hmmm, I wonder how much I can touch Norman before he gets up and moves."




"wow, a camera, I want it!"



She is obsessed with her stuffed goat, Pepe. She is only happy sleeping when Pepe is laying on her face, I guess she decided to show him off before her nap.



I tried to pose her and Pepe for a picture together and you can tell how well that worked out. "Oh, I think there is something behind this chair."



"Nevermind, I see a book." Turns out she is also a little book obsessed, when I stop reading she cries, everytime.





This last one is Norman showing off his new lime green collar.

Random Pictures

I just recently figured out that I don't need to install my camera info onto the laptop in order to save pictures, so now I am actually motivated to take pictures off of the camera.

The first 2 pictures are at the Falmouth Goat Races. There is something so enjoyable about goats in costume and people sunning with their goats on leashes. The last few are just some I like from the past few months.

This morning when I got home from work this is what I found while walking up the sidewalk. It says Carlos loves Sarah. It certainly makes for a happier Tuesday morning. (Can you tell by the ridiculously long grass how dedicated we are to our yard?)

It's a...

BOY!

I guess my whole theory of using all the same clothing over again won't be working out for me anymore. I will say it did spark an interesting discussion with my Dad about how his parents made him wear hand me down girls clothing when he was around the ages of 7-10. He says he is still traumatized, for good reason I would think. It seems odd that a family that had 7 girls would pass all their clothing onto a family with 3 boys.

All of that aside we are very excited, Eden slept through her ultrasound and refused to move so we had to go back to find out her sex. The soda I drank before this ultrasound ensured an active moving baby.

We had both a girl and boy first names picked out so now we just need to figure out a middle name, lets just say it could be awhile. His first name will be Judah. Jude for short, although Carlos says he will never call him that. Carlos says would like to name him Judah Ben Carlos. Evidenly Ben means "son of". Thankfully, he is joking, although my Dad has said he would like it and would then call him Benji for short. Poor child.