It feels like I've been away from this blog forever! I have at least three posts in draft form, and Libby's one month update has been looming over my head, but it's just been a tad bit busy around here. I'm hoping this photo dump will get me back onboard with blogging. So what have we been up to?
Last weekend it was our town's annual "Celebrate West Hartford" event, complete with games, food, a craft show and a 5k race. The highlight for Sammy was getting to sit in the fire truck.
James wanted to participate in the 5k race, so I ran my own earlier that morning. First sub-8:00 average since before I was pregnant with Libby! Slowly but surely I'm getting back into shape.
I forgot to take photos of James actually participating in the race, but how about one of his loyal spectators instead?
The change in Libby just the past two weeks alone has been crazy! All of a sudden she's much more alert and awake. She's making more cooing sounds (though still uses grunting and crying as her primary form of communication) and has attempted a bunch of smiles. I absolutely love it. (I also absolutely love my little girl in polka dots.)
This past week I took Sammy and Libby to Rhode Island for a few days. They got to visit with Queenie, Auntie Kate and Auntie Em, and minus some sleeping issues (to which I'm still recovering), we had a fabulous couple days. Doesn't Auntie Kate look totally natural and relaxed with the Baby Bjorn? (Note the stiff arms.)
The beach roses were in full bloom alongside the path to the ocean. Beach roses may be one of my most favorite things ever.
At six weeks, Libby had her first trip to the beach! Ah, the ocean waves - nature's sleep machine.
I love this photo of Sammy and me, but he looks like he's about 10 years old, which I am not ready for.
Regardless, Sammy loved digging in the sand, making sand "cakes" (because that's what you do when your aunt is a pastry chef), throwing rocks, and just generally having some open space to run. I can't wait to take him back.
Fantastic pic of Sammy and his aunties. The kid refuses to wear a hat, but would not take his sunglasses off the entire time we were at the beach.
Queenie and Libby, back at the beach house.
While my town has a million and one parks and some great playgrounds, Westerly, Rhode Island may have the best playground I've ever seen. Who knew?? Sammy had a great time going down one of the gazillion slides.
Random picture of Libby, attempting to smile. As I'm sure everyone is thinking, yes, she has inherited my ability to make lots of different faces.
Upon our return from the beach, Sammy received a much needed haircut. I can't get over how cute he looks with his semi-buzzed head. He looks more like James than ever.
And finally, I already posted this picture on Instagram, but it's too cute not to share again. We went to a birthday party yesterday for one of Sammy's friends, and Libby felt that picnic-chic was the way to go. I love my girl in gingham almost more than polka dots!