what it's all about...

The family - that dear octopus from whose tentacles we never quite escape, nor, in our inmost hearts, ever quite wish to. ~Dodie Smith

{kwilai's story even brought whitaker to tears}

Oma Great

Ilse Bertha Lina Abraham

November 11, 1924 - Feburary 4, 2009

She loved Jesus more than life and we are celebrating her homecoming! 

boys will be boys

it's started.
SOME HOW whitaker managed to get his pacifier stuck in between his ONLY two front teeth. i hear him scream. i run. and there it is, WEDGED. of course, he even drew blood.

geez louise.

bragging rights

It's offical.

Happy Belated "Official" 4 Month Birthday!

Opps... I forgot to post pictures of Whitaker on his offical 4 month birthday (1/21). Between navigating boxes and setting up 'home', i forgot. Maybe by the time he is 6 months I'll have my act together and get 'professional' photos taken.

Until then, here are some snap shots from the day:

{the faux hawk hair-do}

{Baby's Best Friends}

{workin' hard helping daddy}

mean cold: January Update

...is exactly what it is. the kind of cold that hurts. Where 5 minutes outside, is 5 minutes to long. So, stop your groanin' southern's with 32 degree weather. Those of us who suffer from living north of the mason dixon are just hoping to keep the temperature in the positive digits.

Joel has W for the afternoon and has taken him over to a friends to talk 'surround sound'. I'm pretty sure the fact that Joel could set up his surround sound system has been the highlight of our move up north so far. I have to say, not worrying about apartment neighbors- or apartments in general is soooo nice.

Constant motion is what Whitaker is all about. The kid can't sit still. He even has been trying to sit-up and nurse at the same time. (um, no!). As big as the kid has gotten, according to Whitaker food is just something I make him eat to get through the next 4 hours without fussing. Whitaker has this look on his face of 'i've got better things to be doing' when he nurses. Praise the Lord he is still sleeping through the night. 11:00 pm is the witching hour and thankfully he passes out around 11:30 pm and wakes up around 9:00 am. (don't kill me, i know i'm one lucky mama!)

We've entered the stage of constant teething. Bama (grama v.) found Whits first tooth last Monday and since then a second one next to it is starting to break through as well. It's his lower front. I finally had pick up some bibs to catch all the drool. Grammy (grama s.) bought him a t-shirt around halloween that has 'Ghoul Drool' on it- I'm gonna have to pull it out cause that is exactly what it is. Wet, Wet, Wet all the time. Joel told Whitaker the other day that he's not going to be able to go outside less his clothes freeze to his body.

Here are some pictures from the last 2 weeks...

{We made an event out of saying good-bye to Joel's fuzzy beard- complete with Red Neck and Charlie Chaplin impersonations}

{Like Father Like Son}

{Saying farwell to our 'Anchor' in D.C. }

{Oh my son.}

{Joel wanted his first experience shoveling snow caught on camera}

friends are friends forever...

Sylvia and I took the munchkins to downtown Annapolis so Whitaker and I could say farwell...

Whitaker (09/21) and Charlie Ann (11/21) are exactly 2 months apart. It was amazing to see them side by side, Charlie literally is sitting on Whitaker's lap!

We'll miss Sylvia and little 'c' and we promise to come back and visit!