Ethan Kineval

My little one has developed a fondness for climbing on chairs and tables. I am not sure when this started and he is quick as lightning.

The scary part is that he knows he's being bad, but doesn't really stop. I blame the stubborn gene on his daddy!





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Cutting teeth

It is 3 in the morning and we cannot sleep. Why? Because our little one is in the midst of cutting at least two molars. Even with significant dosing, he is still quite inconsolable. Poor Possum. Poor Mama and Daddy. Thank goodness Scrumpy learned early on to sleep through noise.



Not even a cupcake can help me


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Baby Julian and Me

Baby Julian came out to play! It's hard to believe that he is almost four months and Possum is 13 months! But they enjoyed themselves as well as babies can at that age. I look forward to capturing many more cousin moments for years to come!






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End of an Era

This week Becca gave Possum the very last bag of pumped milk. I cannot believe that not only did we make the whole year but we actually got a whole other month out of it! The second one is so much harder. Between work and the two babies I cannot believe I found the stamina and determination to wake up twice a night to pump in addition to nursing as well and find time twice a day at work to pump. I think about all those times and all those places I pumped just because I needed to make it fit. And here we are 13 months later. It is a bittersweet time for me. I took great pleasure cleaning and packing up my pump, throwing away my hoses and funnels. But I am a little sad because I'm pretty sure I am done with this phase of my life. I look at my little boy and am super proud that he is who he is all supplied by mama's milk --no formula!
If only I had this type of fierce dedication to working out.



Last bag of pumped milk


Savoring the bottle


So delicious!


All gone!

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