Eyes open and Eyes Closed

Eyes open and eyes closed. Look at those chubbie little legs. Three weeks ago they were like teenie pencils.

Peek a Boo

 

Hello Katherine.

Bili Bed

Baby Katherine starts phototherapy on a Bili Bed.

BIG Truck

            Mr. Kyle took Master O truck shopping today. This one is a definite winner. He can't sleep with it, but maybe could doze off in that scoop.

 My new Baby Katherine

P-L-E-A-S-E

On our way to Magnolia Community Center for Kathy's fantastic Tot Bop class this morning, we passed the large windows showcasing an enormous indoor Tot Gym.  I could hear all the ride on cars calling his name. So did Master O. His please was so big, there was no way not to promise that after Tot Bop class he could play in the gym. After days, maybe even weeks of rain in Seattle, this is the day the sun finally decided to make an appearance. Fearing parental disapproval for allowing indoor play time, I took the risk. The outdoor playground was on his agenda, but if  you could have said "no" to that precious little face and the fully animated big "PLEASE" complete with tummy signing, you would just be a big bad meanie.

Happy First Meeting

Big brother meets baby Katherine.

Is she real?

Eyes Open!

Proud Papa.

 Rock a bye with GAB.

Happy Birth Day

Lucky me flying into town and crawling in just in time for the big event. Phineas, you're almost here....
Around 8:30 P.M. Mr. Daddy Kyle and Mama Betsy head out to the car for their trip to the birthing center.   Almost made it to the car. A quick stop on the wooden bench between contractions. Cleansing breath, concentrate, ha...ha...ha... What a champ with her new Lamaze breathing exercises and relaxation skills. This is Seattle, there must be a Space Needle somewhere for a focal point.
Bye bye. Everyone wave good bye. Next time we see them there will be a new baby. Bye Bye.

Bye bye MomMomDaddy.
It's showtime, Bubbie time with the adorable Master O.  (Oh Oliver, please don't stand at the door and cry MomMom MomMom all night.) Maybe he forgot that they are not here. No tears! Gab claims that it is her good training.
Keeping on schedule of course; nighttime diaper, check,  jammies on, check, brush teeth, check, bedtime stories, check and tucked into bed, check. Did I forget anything? Then came the requests for BIG yellow truck, teenie truck, teenie yellow truck, teennie truck, the other teenie truck, teenie truck, and tow truck. We carefully lined up all the teenie trucks and tow truck along the back of his bed. But cuddling with the big yellow truck when he has so many soft stuffed animals?  He really likes trucks, get it!
Sweet slumber for Oliver and without tears. It has to be the trucks along with Gab's training of course.

  

Then the text: It's a baby girl!

  Happy Birth Day to my beautiful baby and her beautiful baby!

What a magnificent surprise! But, no Phineas. What is her name? 

How can Betsy look so good?

When Oliver wakes up, should I tell him that he has a new baby sister or wait for his mommomdaddy to tell him? Can't wait to get to the birthing center. This is just too exciting. Ohmygodo! Try to sleep Bubbie. We need to go pink shopping tomorrow. Try to sleep. Pink, we need pink teenie clothes. Try to sleep.