The Girls!

Auntie Jill (one of Kendyll's Godmothers) and the kids.

Auntie Jill, Caitlin, and the kids...it had been a long day.

Caitlin (11) and Kendyll (3 months), first cousins.

3 Month Comparison

I think it will be fun to compare pictures of the kids at the same age from time to time. Here is Ryker's 3 month picture.

Happy 3 Month Birthday Kendyll!!

The fourth trimester is now complete! I have no complaints. Kendyll as been a great baby. I always thought Ryker was a pretty good baby, but Kendyll is even more laid back. I thought for sure that with one good kid meant the second would be the opposite. I'm happy to report that is not the case; we feel very blessed in many ways with these two miracles. It helps a lot that we have a better idea of what we're doing this time around.

At Kendyll's 2 month appointment, which was really closer to 2.5 months, she was 16# 24". It's been a couple of weeks since that appointment and she definitely feels heavier than that. She's on her way to being big and tall like her brother! She tends to clusterfeed from about 5pm-8pm and that sets her up to sleep 6-7 hours. So mom is usually only getting up once per night these days. At this rate she'll need a new carseat soon. She'll also be growing out of her bassinet and will need a crib. We'll be shopping soon for her bedroom set and I guess I need to get a double stroller one of these days! It's nice enough to go for walks now. Kendyll hasn't had a stroller ride yet. Something tells me she won't mind at all.

She smiles a lot and we can get her going just by looking at her and saying "a-goo"; which is what she says. She seems to be happy that we're speaking her language. Overall, Kendyll just doesn't seem to mind much. The dogs barking, Ryker screaming, Ryker patting her head, Ryker kissing her, Ryker shaking the jumperoo that she's in...nothing seems to bother her. About the only thing that she doesn't like is a wet diaper or an empty stomach. Very low maintenance for a baby!

Words

Ryker is making an effort to talk more. On the official list of words he can say aside of the usual mama, dada, baba are "oot" (out - he's aparently part Canadian), "dow" (down), and "ello" (hello) - the last of which I heard moments ago as he was putting a phone up to his ear. This is all in the last few days. I wonder how much this can be attributed to his starting daycare recently. I know one girl in his class talks a lot and says, "Hi Ryker" when he comes in the classroom.

Jump-jump-jumperoo!

Kendyll is figuring out how to jump. I'm surprised at how long she can sit in there without fussing. She turns in the seat to look around the room - specifically at the bright windows. She bounces a little, but hasn't figured out how fun it can be to really jump in there. I used to think Ryker was going to scramble his brains the way he jumped in there! (Or get launched across the room!)

The second photo shows Ryker presenting the finer points of the Jumperoo to Kendyll. He doesn't want her to miss out on any of the fun. (Then he patted her on the head and poked her nose.)

Monkey Boy

Houston, we have a climber. Nothing is off limits. I've noticed that since he started daycare, he likes to sit at the table and play (1st pic). He loves being on the kitchen table and the couches. He can spot a stepstool a mile away (3rd pic).

Trifecta

New teeth, shots, & a cold = misery. As if it wasn't bad enough, the shots he got at the doc today gave him a low fever. After his nap he was really crabby and yawning. Then I found him laying on the floor moaning (first pic). I put him on the couch hoping it would be more comfortable for him. Ryker didn't get off of the couch for hours. When he finally let me give him some Tylenol, he felt a ton better within 15 minutes!