Showing posts with label daddy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label daddy. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

A trip to the Hagan Park

A few days ago Ken decided that he wanted to take Ethan to Hagan Park to feed the ducks and geese. He went last summer when he was about 6 months old. We had been saving heels of bread for the ducks since then.


Getting ready

I love this picture of the two of them.

Ethan with his bread. Thankfully he didn't try to eat it. He also didn't try to feed any ducks or geese which was a good thing since geese are mean.
We had a nice afternoon feeding them and looking at farm animals through a gate. We saw a donkey, sheep, goat, chickens, geese, and roosters. Ethan looked like he enjoyed it.
It was a very nice family outing and if it hadn't gotten cold I think we would have walked around longer. I know Ken wanted to stay longer.

Thursday, March 4, 2010

2 weeks old!!!!


Sleeping on Daddy
Ethan finds his fingers to soothe!

A little Daddy/ Son bonding
1st time in his bouncer. It lasted about 2 minutes before he started crying.

He's already two weeks old! I can't believe how fast he has been growing and how fast times has flown by. I guess when you live in segments of time (eat, poop, sleep) with a baby the days start to go fast. Ethan is doing really well! He can hold his head up better. We need to start doing tummy time with him very soon. He's generally very happy and content especially if he has a pacifier to suck on.
We are sleeping as well as can be expected. Although, I do think that we have a good sleeper and are lucky that at night we can put him down drowsy and he usually goes right to sleep. He has his days and nights figured out. When the sun comes out he is much more alert and tends to stay awake for longer periods of time just staring at his daddy. He loves to look at our faces.
Lately, the funniest part of being a parent has been that it seems that whenever Ethan goes to Ken he poops. A few days ago Ken was holding him and Ethan let one rip, well he pooped, it just sounded really nasty. Ken kept saying "Take him, take him!", but I couldn't stop laughing and it was kinda funny to let him sit there with the stinky baby. Here's a picture:

A week ago, Ethan met his cousins. Ella fell in love with him almost immediately. We weren't sure how she would react, but she is a little mommy. She really wanted him to have his binkie in his mouth and would gently place it there and then say, "Eatan meh mehs (sleeping)!" then she would put her finger to her face and say "Shhhh!"

I love this picture! My friend, Lauren, came to take newborn photos when Ethan was 9 days old and he was not a happy camper that day.

Ethan cried and kept looking like he wanted more food earlier today so I gave him one more ounce of breastmilk in a bottle. A few minutes later this is what came back up. All because he just wanted to suck on something. Needless to say, he needed a small bath.