Dave’s paternity leave ended this week and so he started back to work on Monday. Adam runs to the door when he gets home and greets him with a very enthusiastic “Hi Dada!!”. We’ve been spending our time watching the local wildlife and hanging out with Aunt Stacy. Here are some of my favorite pictures from the last several days.
The little dude was very excited to get his very own Adam-sized ice cream cone. You can also see the nasty bruise on his chin. We’re not completely certain how he acquired that one – we are about 97% sure that it happened when he was trying to avoid getting put in to his carseat and fell into the shifter.
Adam had a tough time with the ice cream cone at first, until I told him to “give it a yuck”. A “yuck” is one of Adam’s favorite things to do. Basically he comes up to you like he’s going to give you a kiss and then slobbers all over your face until you say “yuck”. It’s grossly adorable and it did help him figure out how to lick the cone.
Luke didn’t get any ice cream. The poor kid is also dealing with baby acne. Adam went through the same thing at his age (speaking of ages, can you believe Luke will be three weeks old tomorrow?! I can’t).
Adam is getting more comfortable with the idea that Luke is here to stay. He was so excited to sit next to Luke and hold his hand the other morning. And earlier today when Luke woke up from a nap in his swing and started crying Adam yelled “mama!” and sat right next to his little brother until I came to rescue him.
I really love that kid. He’s pretty much made of awesome.
Adam’s spent a lot of a past couple of days outside with Aunt Stacy. They played in the sandbox and water table, blew bubbles, and went for walks. Stacy left for home today and took Adam with her (we’ll pick him up this weekend). I wish I could say he cried and cried when they left because he wanted his mommy, but that would be a lie. Actually it would be two lies. He didn’t cry. He waved and yelled bye-bye mama out the window (he also said bye-bye to Dada and Bay-bee) and honestly I didn’t really want him to cry. I am glad he’s so comfortable with Aunt Stacy – even if he does like her more than me.
At least I’m still Luke’s favorite – if only because I feed him. Dave gave him a bath earlier and this is how he brought him back to me – all cozy in his pajamas and new bathrobe from Gram & Gramps U. Luke’s pretty much made of awesome too.