Thursday, November 27, 2008

Thanksgiving, (with pictures past and present!)

On Abby's first Thanksgiving, I thought it would be funny to place her in our biggest pot. She was three months old at the time and she fit perfectly. I did it again that next year, and just finished up taking this year's picture as well.

2005


2006


2007


2008

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Elizabeth comes home.

After destroying my back sleeping on the pullout couch in Kricket's birthing room the first night, I got wise: sleep diagonally across the largest section. I felt almost good the next two mornings! If you have the option, I recommend Legacy Good Samaritan as a great place to have a baby: the nurses are great, and the rooms are huge. Seriously. The room we had this time is bigger than some studio apartments I've seen! That comes in handy when people come over to visit.

Elizabeth and Daddy on the pullout couch:


When we brought Abby home from Good Sam, it was over 100 degrees outside, and by the time we got her home, she had a little heat rash. Not a problem in November! Delphine came to help us get all our gear out of the hospital, and brought Abby so she could ride home with us.

Elizabeth's first car ride:


Kricket's Aunt Kathy and Uncle David, cousin Carrie and her son's Brendan and Jacob were at our house when we got home. Kathy and Carrie had brought some great new outfits for the baby. After a long day, we were all pretty tired.


Libby is doing well. Sunday night was loonnnggg, but last night was much better. My boss was nice enough to let me work from home this week, so I can help make bottles and whatnot as Kricket is still on the mend.

Libby has a host of outfits, and we're going to do our best to let her wear all of them!


Stay tuned for our annual "Thanksgiving baby in the pot" picture!

-Bill

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

New Baby!!!

Elizabeth Shea Beers.
Eight pounds, ten ounces. Twenty and one-half inches long.

A happy Mommy and Daddy!

Kricket and Miss Libby in the post-op recovery room.


Eight pounds, ten ounces, (one ounce smaller than Abby!) Delphine won the pool witha guess of 8 lbs, 4 oz. (We're pretty sure that is what Rhonda weighed!)

Happy Mommy!


Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Pumpkin Patch and Unintended Consequences

We took Abby to Lee's Farms a couple weeks ago to go through their pumpkin patch. Our little girl had a great time! She is virtually fearless, which is good and bad.

Riding the Pony!



Princess Face Paint!


Abby loved going through the straw maze. She'd come down the slide, run to us and ask, breathlessly, "Can I do it again?!?" Of course you can!



Later Heather brought here girls over. Emma and Abby had a good time playing dress up. Baby Carly just sat there and looked cute.


On to the unintended consequences. A while back, we had some wainscoting installed in the dining room and kitchen. I painted it and it looks great. What no one knew is that one of the brads used to attach it to the wall penetrated one of our copper hot water lines. An eighth inch to either side and it would have glanced off, but it hit dead on, dimpled the copper and put a little hole in it. The brad effectively plugged the hole. However, this formed a galvanic cell between the two dissimilar metals and eventually, (a month,) there was enough corrosion to really let the water out.

Kricket came to me one night and asked why the floor of the garage was covered with water. What??!!?? I mopped it up, but couldn't find a source and figured that the washer had malfunctioned. The next night was even worse, so I pulled out the washer/dryer and started the search.

Eventually, I tracked it down:


I called Peter for some advice, and he graciously offered to come over. Our first attempt to butt-splice it back together didn't work: probably not sufficient surface prep. The second attempt was successful, and ugly!


I've now had a fan blowing on it for about a month and plan to get it patched up over the holidays.

One more picture of my darling daughter.


The new baby is due in a week!

-Bill