I'm a proud aunt again! Briella Melodi was born in the wee hours of May 26. She weighed 6 pounds, 4 ounces -- holding her feels like holding nothing at all. My babies were never that little, and of course they are much bigger now, so putting down Erik and picking up little Brie is quite a difference.
I stayed at my sister's when Mari and Doug went to the hospital, watching all five kids for two nights. It was slightly chaotic at all times, but the only really tough part was when Erik and 22-month-old Amara both needed to go to sleep, and I only had one lap. That was tricky. Finally Amara just gave in, or gave me a break, and settled down without much help from me, since Erik was fussing in my other arm!
... We had been home from our trip to Iowa for less than 24 hours when Mari called and said the baby was on its way. A few pictures from that trip:
Erik is attracted to all things that make noise, whether it's the loud vibration a metal shelf makes at the library (sigh) or his daddy's banjo. He also proved himself a natural on his sister's bongo drums.
Sofia's attention span is getting long enough to sit through a fairly lengthy book. She had several readers on our Iowa trip, including Great Aunt Mary. (Or just Aunt Mary, since we all know she's great and don't need to focus on it.)
... The weather this evening was just glorious! Even a few mosquitoes to swat couldn't ruin the evening. Dave did the real work in the garden, but Erik and Sofia both needed tools as well. Sofia hoed all sorts of dried grass into a pile, and even Erik kept working with that shovel from his perch on the stroller!
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