Tag: sister

This is how we roll

Sister and her little munchkin came to visit for a few days this week, and yesterday we drove up to Carmel to visit them at my grandparents’ house.  Jeshuah was feeling active and excited in the late afternoon, so they went outside for a walk around the sidewalks while I fed Analie.  Once she was full, dry, and cozied up in her panda sweater, I stuffed her in the sling and we went outside to play with the “big kids”. (Also known as Jeshuah.)

We found him attempting to drive his walking toy up the neighbor’s driveway and into their garage.  The garage door was open and the neighbor lady was out doing something to her tree; she was trying to be subtle and yet still obviously watching Jeshuah take a running start to try to get himself up the hill to the house, then just as he was starting to make some progress Sister would grab him and turn him back around and drive him back down the driveway.   He tried this three times with no success.  Sister always busted him.

Poor guy.  It’s rough being a kid.

I gotta say, that child is pretty fast, even heading up hill.  Especially considering he wasn’t wearing any shoes.

We walked through the yard and arrived at the site of the chaos, Analie happily wadded up in her sling and head peeping up over the side, clearly impressed by Jeshuah’s mobility skills.

The Kid and Sister glanced up to see us coming, and then they burst out into laugher.  Because I guess Analie looked hilarious?  Judge for yourself:

Please note that I was unaware I was in the picture when it was being taken.

This is how we go on walks.  It’s much easier than finagling with a buggy, and Analie likes it better because she can see what’s coming, not what is going.  I don’t blame her either.

We crashed Jeshuah’s party, because Sister drove him back to the Grandparents garage where she strapped him into his buggy, and off we all went on a walk around the neighborhood.  (I think the neighbor was disappointed to see Jeshuah leave.)

Perhaps someday you’ll find us walking on the Monon this way, and then you too can laugh at us.  It’s the thing to do.

Cousins

On December 22 last year, my sister had a cute little baby boy named Jeshuah Paul Willcox.  And I never posted anything about him on this blog.  Jeshuah and our first little baby Samuel were due on January 2 and January 1, respectively, and after we lost Samuel and Sister had Jeshuah…I just could not bring myself to post any pictures or any little stories about Jeshuah.

Joey and I both wish we had been emotionally stronger when Jeshuah was born, because now that we have Analie we are disappointed that we missed out on Jeshuah’s early weeks, and pictures, and stories. We shut ourselves up in a little coccoon and we stayed there until the middle of January when we felt it might be kind of safe to think about starting to come out.

A year later, I can say that I am thankful that Analie has a cousin who is close in age with.  I always loved playing with cousins growing up, and Ana will definitely have fun learning the ropes from Jeshuah when we all get together.

Yesterday, I had Sister send me a few pictures of Jeshuah so I could compare them with Analie’s first pictures.  You know, to see if they resemble each other.  Jeshuah looked a lot like The Brother’s baby pictures when he was first born (still kind of does).  We think Analie looks like me.

I like this one.   Jeshuah looks very sleepy and bored.

And this is Analie…obviously.  I actually do think they resemble each other.

These days, Jeshuah is much bigger and into pretty much everything.  When he came here to visit a few weeks ago, I wanted to put a Swiffer on his tummy and let him clean my floor while he squiggled around after his toys.  I didn’t, though.  Child labor laws, and all that.  I didn’t want a lawsuit on my hands.

 

He looks like the kind of guy who would sue for full compensation, don’t you think?

She, on the other hand?  Yeah, she’ll take us to the cleaners.  We already don’t have any money, so if Jeshuah DID want to sue us…I guess he’d be out of luck.