Olivia's 3 months

Little Olivia turned 3 months so we though it would be fun to let her try some banana baby food.

She wasn't very interested. Julian loved it:)

On the day of her 3 month birthday the guys threw her a little party while I was away at work. It was the cutest thing ever. Alex put a piece of a cream cheese ice cream bar that my mother-in-law brought for Julian the other day in cup cake foil and lit tea light candles. Together they sang "Happy Birthday" to Olivia and then Julian blew out the candles. Alex sent me a video of them singing and it melted my heart mostly because I was so amazed by what an awesome dad that Alex is to our children. I love the great amount of detail and attention he gives to small things like a 3 month birthday. These kids are so blessed!

Notice how Olivia got the pink plate and Julian got the Toy Story napkin:)

Julian always living life on the edge.

Happy 3 month birthday Olivia. We love you.

Laceration, aka "owie"

Julian's stubbornness and fearlessness caught up with him on the 23 of September and resulted in this:

That nasty laceration on the chin happened when Julian slipped from the edge of the bathtub and fell chin first into a metal beam thing that keeps our shower doors in place/water from getting out. Seeing him fall chin first and then flipping backwards into the tub scared me and I panicked. 

Called mom. 

Called Alex at work. 

Called the advice nurse. 

Thought about calling 9-1-1. 

I don't know if it was the combination of seeing him crash land while holding Olivia and not being able to catch him and then Julian screaming out of shock and pain or what?! But I completely freaked. Praise God because the cut was not very deep and Julian didn't seem too bothered by it and it healed quickly. Steri-strips and neosporin was all he needed. 

After the fact.... he still tries to climb up and stand on the edge of the slippery tub like nothing ever happened. He needs an extra guardian angel, maybe three. 

New Job

Pardon my absence on here, I've been busy, busy, busy with my new job. Thank goodness orientation is now over and I can start working my perfect every-other-weekend schedule. It's just too much being gone four days a week.
Here's me all decked out in my scrubs at 5am ready to heal the world, one patient at a time. Not a morning person, never was but duty calls.

And while I'm away, Alex does a swell job keeping himself and the babies entertained.