Where does it all go?

Where does the time go. Sydney is 3 1/2 months now and she is smiling, laughing and always sticking her hands in her mouth. She doesn't take good naps during the day but she sleeps from 9:30 to about 8 in the morning with only one feeding at around 3 or 4. And I'm not to anxious to stop feeding her at night because she seems tiny to me. I'm still breastfeeding. Surprised? So am I. The downsides to it now are that she is totally attached to me and sometimes she doesn't want to have anything to do with Paul. When six months rolls around the weaning might begin. Here is some pics:

I Love happy babies in the morning.

Go Cardinals!!!

Carson loved giving her a bottle, which will be a rare occurrence.

Its all about how many fingers she can get in her mouth

This is where all the money goes. DIAPERS!!

Bad Hair Days...

So Do you like Flock of Seagulls ?



Sydney does.







Seriously

We try to comb her hair to the side after we get her out of the bath and this is what always happens! It is too funny and we love it!

Happy New Year!!!

Yes, we are still alive and kicking. It has been a busy month. We flew out to AZ a week before Christmas and have not gotten around to blogging for a while. We had the opportunity to bless baby Sydney while out there. My parents were able to come down for the blessing so that was an added bonus, seeing all the grandparents. The blessing was a great experience and it was awesome to have so many family members and some friends there.

GiGi & Grandpa with Sydney

We spent Christmas at Grandma and Grandpa Kennedy's. Carson was worried for most of the week that Santa wasn't going to know where to find him. Then he realized Grandma and Grandpa didn't have a chimney. You can imagine what kind of concerns that brought up to the little guy. After we convinced him that Santa would know where to find him and know how to get in the house, Carson's concerns were somewhat put to rest.
Since we were going to be in Az for Christmas, we figured it wouldn't make sense to do much Christmas shopping at home. We thought we could get everything taken care of a few days before Christmas day. We should have realized that everyone and their brother was thinking the same thing. We knew what we wanted to get Carson and when it wasn't at the first store we went to, we started sweating bullets. Thank goodness the next store we went to had it and we didn't ruin a little boys Christmas. He thought it was amazing how there was no presents for him under the tree on Christmas Eve and then when he woke up on Christmas morning there was "a million presents" for him! Gotta love having little kids during the holidays.

One of His "million" Presents

One more quick note, and then I'll share some random pics. I was suppose to fly back home Saturday after Christmas. The key words to that sentence are "suppose to". Well, I thought I was ahead of the game when I was checking in online Friday evening. Well, when I put in my confirmation number the computer comes back with a message "your flight has already departed.". Uhhh.....yeah. I am brilliant. Apparently I booked my flight on Friday instead of Saturday. I thought I did it on Saturday so I could spend more time with the fam but no, I think I went for the cheaper ticket, and it ended up costing me. I freaked out and in panic mode big time and it didn't help that I was on hold for half an hour trying to talk to someone from the airline. Well, thankfully the lady I talked to on the phone had a little holiday spirit left over and saved me like $100 big ones. On the downside, I had to fly home at midnight on Saturday and didn't get home until around 7:30 Sunday morning. So the moral to the story is don't assume you know when your flight leaves, check!!!

Now, here are some random pics, enjoy.

-Paul

Superman

You wake up one night tumble out of bed and fall to the floor in excruciating pain. Tears come to your eyes instantly. You've never felt such pain. Your thinking why, what is going on with my body. Standing seems impossible and thoughts float into your mind about never being able to walk or your body breaking. This is what I woke up to Thanksgiving night when I was getting up to feed Sydney. My back went out. Whatever that is suppose to mean. My body didn't work right and I was sobbing crawling to get to the rocking chair so that I could feed her. Paul was doing his best to try and help. I've never felt so vulnerable and helpless. After a chiropractic visit I now have to wear a back brace and use a heating pad. Things that make you feel old.

"I don't feel like Superman anymore."

So heres to the ones who don't feel like Superman anymore. To the ones that are young and feel old and to the ones who are old that feel helpless and weathered. We can only imagine what it feels like to have your body let you down. And all of us will experience that some day. Making everyone aware of those that may need us more than we may want them to. We wish there wasn't any kryptonite.

Mommy

We had lots of help when Sydney was born. Paul's Grandma and mother both came out. It was so nice to have all the help. We really got spoiled. But a surprise was that my mom got to come out. My siblings decided to watch my dad so that she could come. I'm pretty sure she enjoyed herself.

Her and Sydney liked taking naps together.

She actually played the Wii with us. She was really good at bowling. A little too good. I wonder if she leads a secret life.

Thanks for coming out mom. And thanks to all my siblings for making that possible.
By the way my mother has a new blog. http://www.thekennedykluster.blogspot.com/

High Maintenance and Germs!

After five years Paul and I forgot how much work it takes to care for a newborn. We are getting used to it. Hopefully we don't have to wait that long for the next one. If there is another one. :) This last weekend we had a really good time with Paul's family. His parents and grandmother where here. And Andrea and her family came to. Carson had a blast playing with his cousins.
We all made it to church on Sunday. It was the primary program and Carson did so awesome at remembering his lines. Paul and I got all teary eyed when he got up to do his part and didn't need any help.

GERMS!!
Well I'm going kinda of crazy because my house isn't nearly as clean as I usually keep it but I just don't have the energy. And of course I'm a snob and I think that there are very few who would do a better job cleaning my house than myself. Paul and I have been such germafobs since Sydney has been born. I'm sure that Carson has been so happy lately because of his blood alcohol level. All due to the Hand Sanitizer. But the Pediatrician freaked us out about RSV season. She told us not to take the baby out until spring. I'm pretty sure I will go crazy. So in our defiance we took her to church on Sunday. Carson is on Germ patrol of course. We walk in and one of the members wants to see the baby and so I show her and then she touches Sydney's hand and Carson says "don't touch the baby you have germs." He is so his parents son.

Now I've tried to figure out why I'm such a clean freak. I wasn't always this extreme. I mostly blame society and some of my sisters and my father. He is an organization freak. I remember looking forward to my parents being gone, when I was in High School, so that I could really organize and clean the house. I always cleaned my room and my bathroom without having to be asked. I loved scrubbing the kitchen floor when I was in elementary school. My mother says she missed me when I left home because then she didn't have me to help her clean anymore. So I have always been this way but I've just got more extreme over time. And I've taken Paul down with me. Sometimes he is worse than I am. But I know I do have supporters. Lani and Diane I know your with me.

On A More Cheerful Note....

We had a ward Halloween party the Saturday before Halloween. Me and Grandma took Carson while Daneen and Sydney got some "alone" time.

Was there any doubt Star Wars would be involved in Carson's costume?

They had dinner and then a quick trunk'r'treat. Then they had a bunch of games for the kids to play. Carson was having a good time getting little prizes and candy. We even got snow cones! But then he got in line for the game where you could win a gold fish. Can I just say I have never seen the kid get so crazy about trying to win a prize. You have to try and toss a ping pong ball into a cup with a fish in it. If you do, you win a fish....obviously. After about three or four tries Carson was in tears over not winning the game. He started yelling and screaming, making a scene and everything. I finally calmed him down and convinced him to keep trying. By this time the party was almost over and there were only like 8 fish left and only like 8 kids still trying to get one so he was pretty much guaranteed a fish. But he finally stepped up to the line and actually tossed a ball into a cup. He was so proud of himself.

Can you see the little thing?


Carson & Mason's Fish

If only we could have had a happy ending...

nope, that's a goldfish....

The funniest part about the whole thing was that when the fish died (less than twenty minutes after we got home from the party), Carson could have cared less. He thought it was cool that we flushed the thing down the toilet, just like Little Nemo. Little boys will be little boys I guess.

Here are some pics of Carson and Sydney on Halloween.

And last but not least, the little old man in his long johns feasting on the spoils of a hard night trick'r'treating.


-paul