Doggy Doo-Doo

In the hopes that someday I can print off our blog to have as a keepsake of our early days as parents, I want to document a recent occurence in our household...

On occasion, in the winter months, our pug, Olive enjoys "faking" like she's going to the bathroom outside and then doing her business indoors so she doesn't have to get wet and cold.
Anyway, the other day this apparently had happened before I could discover it. Jane found the present that Olive left before I did and decided to take a taste. I found her mid-bite, smiling. This shouldn't have shocked me, as something similar happened when Will was around Jane's age. He was playing outside and picking up pine cones when I discovered that, Oops--that wasn't a pine cone that he had stuck in his mouth.
For some reason, however, seeing my gentle sweet princess holding dog poop created more of a reacion in me. Afterall, Boys are supposed to eat worms, play in the mud, get really dirty. Oh, well. She survived the incident with no visible damage done. Maybe she was trying to earn street credit in her brother's eyes, who thought the incident was hilarious.

John, meet John

John got to meet our nephew, John for the first time last weekend and it had to be documented:

Here are a few pictures of other events this past week including a visit from Brie, the usual evening wrestle time with Daddy, and of course cousin Clara's first birthday bash. Will was really excited to give Clara the Big-Rig truck that he chose for his present to her. As you can imagine, he was a little more excited than she was about the gift (she would rather play with an empty water bottle than open presents at this age), but it was sweet to watch him get so excited to watch her open it.
I look back on these pictures I take week after week of our life, and I am just overwhelmed by how blessed I am. I have a wonderful husband, two beautiful children, supportive and faithful family and friends and a God who loves me unconditionally and who is my Sustainer, Provider and Savior. Wow.

Happy First Birthday to our niece, Clara Caroline Farley!

Simons don't like Peeps

Easter candy is not my favorite, so I kind of surprised myself today when I picked up a package of Peeps on impulse while checking out at the store. I think Peeps are especially gross, or I guess a better word would be "Blah." What's to like about them? No flavor and way-too-intense sugary taste (probably why kids love them).
I'm not a candy snob--my husband will tell you that I have quite a sweet tooth and won't snub my nose at most any candy that comes my way. Easter candy is just not up to par in my opinion. Anyway, I think what made me pick up the package at the checkout is the fact that Will has been on a restrictive diet as we try to get to the bottom of his eczema (another story for another day). This was one "treat" that he can actually eat. Unfortunately, Will decided that they were "Too Scary" and wouldn't eat them. Jane took a couple bites and then stuck it on the rug. So, it's looking like my dislike of Easter candy may have already been passed down to my offspring.

Doing the Wave

John and Jammies

Here are the lone photos I've gotten so far of our new nephew, baby John. I was too excited about holding him to take many photos. I did get a few of older sister, Evey, as we got to hang out with her while Andy and Libby were at the hospital:




And here are some recent photos of the kiddies. March has been a rough month for us health-wise. It's kind of funny looking back on recent photos--lots of shots of the kids in jammies which is typically an indication that we're not feeling well. As I type, we are finally cough/ear infection/cold/barf-free and hopefully we'll be that way for at least a while!






(note: we are not Illinois bball fans in case you were going to ask because of the hat :-)

Welcome, Johnny!

We now have a nephew! John Justus Myers was born early this morning to Andrew, Libby and big sister Evey. I'm not sure if my stats are right, but according to my source, he weighed 8 lb 4 oz and is 21 inches long. Little Johnny is healthy as can be and Libby is healing very well. Evey wants to hold her new baby brother any chance she can get.
Congratulations to Andy, Libby and proud sister, Evey. I'll post pics when I get a chance to download them.