Life with 3 kids and 2 month old Eleanor

So I'm getting used to the whole 3 kids thing. We walk Liberty to and from school everyday and there is also ballet and play groups to go to so we are always on the go. Plus you know the regular errands like grocery shopping. Eleanor is so awesome and hardly makes a fuss... ever!

Eleanor was in the 97% for height at 24 inches and 78% for weight at 12 lbs 6 Oz. She is huge! Libby was pretty much that size at 4 months... not 2 months! Crazy! She has been sleeping through the night for several weeks now! I try to feed her before I go to bed and then she sleeps till 7 or 8! It's amazing! She also will go like 3-4 hours between feedings which is longer than the other 2 would go. It's so nice. I don't know how she has gained so much weight though. She is so happy! I love her smiles and coos. It's adorable. Hopefully you have been seeing all the pictures on Facebook and Instagram because she is so dang cute. Elliot and Liberty both love her too. A little too much on Liberty's part. She smothers her in kisses all day long! Drives me bonkers sometimes. 

Liberty is loving school and playing with her neighborhood friends. She is sort of a sassy pants lately and disobedient so we've started taking away "outside" time. She goes out and plays across the street with all the other kids in the neighborhood almost every day after school. There are some of the sweetest kids here. Even though some of them are way older than her they include her in their games. She knows how to play Red Rover now and enjoys looking for snails in all the window wells, climbin trees and making forts with the other kids. She has to stay where I can see her from the window and come in when we call her. If she doesn't follow those 2 rules she can't go out the next day. It seems to be helping. Tantrums are getting a little better. She calls me "stupid head" though when she gets really mad.

smiling as usual

Yeah, my kids still fall asleep in random places, he fell asleep at the worst time. Right when we needed to go pick up Libby from school. It was not a fun afternoon

kisses for Ella

miss sassy pants showing off her candy corn skirt which ahe's worn 3 times since she got it last week



bedtime

sister secrets

on a walk

Libby always tells me Eleanor loves her the most

adorable faces

Libby had a bunch of cavities filled and I swear she is the best 4 yr old patient ever.

Elliot

haircut!

date night!

brought the bouncer outside

Elliot is obsessed with this train book from the library and here is reading it to Eleanor. He seriously brings it everywhere

playing in the fountains



captain hook!

me and my boy

I dunno, but he certainly thought it was funn

Random kid post I never finished...

Elliot has been holding out on us I think. Today Libby got hurt and after she was all better, Elliot wanders over to me and says "Libby got hurt. Libby got owie". Pretty good sentences considering I've only heard him say most of those words a couple times and never together. Little stinker. He is really in to hugging these days which is so stinking adorable. He'll walk up to one of us with his arms wide open and say "hug" and then "aww" while he's hugging you. I love it when he hugs Libby. They've gotten to be pretty good friends lately and play really well together (most of the time).

Libby has reached one of the girl stages I really was dreading. The "I'm not gonna be your friend if you...." stage. I hate it so much. I knew she'd pick it up sooner or later b/c I've been around enough kids to hear it and she's told me a few times girls at preschool said they didn't want to be her friend for the silliest most trivial things. She told me if I peeked at her picture than she wouldn't let me have it and would give it to daddy. I've heard her say it once or twice to one of her friends and I'm hoping we are going to stop it before it gets worse. She can also be one of the sweetest girls and often tells me that I am the best mommy in the world and that she loves me, which is nice to hear and makes me feel good. I was proud of her today, I let one of her friends come over to play and Libby let her wear the fancy Cinderella dress from Grandma Olive and volunteered to be the prince. She is older than most of her friends and always gets to be the queen or princess, so it was kind of a big deal that she was being so considerate. She danced with Cinderella too which was kind of amusing for me!

{Started this before we moved... can't remember what else I was going to write about. Kids are doing great with the move. Libby of course has already made friends at church/neighborhood and Elliot is doing fine in nursery. Elliot is continuing to talk better and better. I wish he was eating better. He basically lives off apples, granola bars, animal crackers and dry cereal (and milk and apple juice too). He'll occasionally eat what I make (mac n cheese, ramen, rice & beans, and pancakes). He won't even eat any desserts--even m&ms. He is crazy. }

Barf the Ball

Today I was sitting on the 1 couch cushion left on the couch while Libby lined the rest of them up across the living room. She then jumped from cushion to cushion and yelled "hey mom! I'm playing barf the ball". Confused, I asked her to repeat it and again "barf the ball," followed by "do you wanna play mom?" We've tried to get her to explain why she calls her game that, but she doesn't quite understand what "why" means. To be clear, there are no balls and no barf in this game, but it is indeed called barf the ball.... We have a very special, creative child. This is her new favorite game and I hope she plays it forever b/c it makes me laugh every time she says "barf the ball"

What's on Elliot's head?

So I was playing around on picasa making a new header for our blog while the kids played happily with their new Christmas toys in their room. I decided to check on the kids and they seemed to being havin glots of fun. I noticed weird spots on the back of Elliot's shirt. It looked like Libby had wiped something on his back. When I asked her what it was she said "I didn't wipe it on his shirt, it was on his head" Looking closer there was reddish nastiness on the top of his head. "Libby, what's on his head?" "I just barf on Elliot's head." EWWWWWWWWWW. Seriously, it smelled like barf and looked like what I imagine candycane barf  would look like (Libby's main food source of the day was candy canes from Santa). Just thought I'd share this. The kids are now in the bath with Daddy's supervision and Elliot's hair has been thouroughly washed. I think a thourough inspection of our home must be done in case barf got anywhere else. Libby says it didn't, but I don't really trust her. Why did it have to be on Elliot's head? Gross.