We've really been lucky with the warm sunny weather we've had this summer.....very uncharacteristic for the Fundy coast! Not so great for the farmers and for our poor lawns, but I have no qualms with it! Needless to say, much of our time has been spent at the cottage. Although getting there is much more of a job when you're packing for 4 rather than 2, it's always so worth it once we get there. This past weekend we had a bbq with some of our friends (and Reese's friends!) which was great entertainment for all of us.
Here's Daddy, Reese and Hunter (in the Baby Bjorn carrier). Reese is really well behaved at the beach, she's not interested in going too far into the water and spends most of her time throwing rocks in the water.
Reese is so good at sharing her toys with Hunter:)
Do we have another thumb sucker on our hands?! I swore my second child would take a soother and although I try almost everyday, so far, no luck.
Reese and some of her buddies playing on her new bunk bed.
My boys:))
As most of you probably know, Reese has not been totally co-operatve in the hair department. In fact, I'm lucky if she'll even let me brush it. She freaks at the hairdresser now so we've resorted to her sitter for trimming her bangs (and a mighty fine job she does, I might add). Well we had a breakthrough this week! Her buddy was visiting and Reese saw her mom put a bow in her hair. Then lo and behold, Reese wanted a bow in her hair! And she actually allowed me to put a clip in her hair!! Major breakthrough! And doesn't she just look adorable???
Her sand and water playtable that she got for her 1st birthday are a huge hit with all the kids. The resulting sand that gets dragged into the cottage is not such a hit with Mom, but well worth the hours of fun for the munchkins!
And just a quick update on Hunter......I had him in for his 2 month needles, which he of course HATED, and had him weighed.......13lbs! He's doing great and continues to be a really good little baby. He's slept through the night once (from 10-7am) but is usually up once. Last weekend he decided to go on a bottle strike for Dad which was quite a scare for me. I don't know what I'd do if I didn't have that freedom. So he's had a bottle every night since, and although he clearly isn't a big fan, he's taking it in small quantities. Thank GOD!
