During my babymoon, I might not be the bestest Wordless Wednesday host, but I hope you understand. For instance, last week I completely forgot to put up a post in time! Apparently I pushed too hard during the birth and my brain popped out the top. You have to be careful about that sort of thing.
Turning 4 is no reason to stop playing on top of boxes…
…or inside of them.
I spy, with my little eye…
No pictures while I'm on duty, ma'am.
Sweetest big brother ever. He loves to hold Alrik and tell him, "You're a yitta-bit cute baby!" That would be "little bit" and is not intended as a veiled insult, fyi. Also? Despite how embarrassing it might be for him when he's in his thirties or so, I hope Mikko never learns how to pronounce his Ls right.
Mikko likes to make a special spot on his lap for his baby brother. He also fetches us diapers, offers Alrik a soothing finger to suck on as his car seat buddy, and lets him know what's going on in the world.
My boys, after I got up for the day. I've been sleeping in that space between Mikko and Alrik, though sometimes Mikko and Sam swap places. And sometimes Mikko ends up on the floor downstairs. It's a configuration in progress.
We've also been tandem nursing, which has been an adventure in itself. I don't have a good picture yet, and I need to blog about the subject for sure, but one thing that cracks me up is that Mikko helps Alrik out by leaning over and rhythmically squeezing my breast while Alrik nurses to pump out the milk for him! This was entirely Mikko's idea but one Jack Newman would approve of.
Mikko's become the master of creative conglomerations. This is a mop tied to the Cozy Coupe to make it a "cleaning truck," with a motorcycle (aka tricycle) strung along behind. Hard to drive, but fun to knot together. He also chose the indoor helmet usage.
This is a project from Schule where Mikko was apparently supposed to draw a house, and then this is the grass growing in the yard. He instead drew this "remote control robot in outer space." His teacher told me he could draw windows and a door at home on the back — as if I'd prefer that over a remote control robot from outer space!
I canNOT believe how much Mikko looks like Sam as a kid in this picture. Down to the Star Wars shirt, heh.
Birthday festivities! I've been feeling horribly guilty that we didn't do more for his birthday, given that we have a two-week-old. Seeing these pictures makes me feel a little better that we still had a good ol' time.
Isn't this how you eat your cupcakes?
We braved the beach traffic near our home (an hour for what's usually a seven-minute drive down the street — egads!) and took the water taxi downtown.
Red Robin on the waterfront gives a free birthday meal and opportunities for preschool art installations.
He didn't want anyone to sing to him, but he sure did want the "damilla" ice cream. (That would be "vanilla.")
Then over to the arcade for air hockey and lollipop prizes.
He's still at an age where he thinks losing is hilarious.
Happy birthday, big boy.
You'll always be my baby.
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