So last Thursday I finally went back to work. I am not really scheduled until this Friday, but they called and asked if I could come in, and looking to get out of the house for some non-household duty work, I volunteered. I only worked from 7p-3a and it was great - we were pretty slow so it was a nice way to ease back in. Patrick did pretty well for Matt, taking a bottle of breastmilk every few hours and sleeping about as much as he has been (2-3 hour stretches, with some "awake" time in between).
It seems like ever since then, this kid has been eating nonstop. Must be a growth spurt, but I can't keep up. I haven't even been able to pump any more to store because he's drinking it all!! His 2-month appt isn't until next week but he's weighing in at about 12lbs here at home. Perhaps he's trying to bulk up to become a football legend as his shirt might suggest (Cheryl at work made it for him, so cute!):
Jack has been enjoying the beautiful weather playing outside, swinging, exploring the yard, and playing the "fill-pour" game in the corn box (that's where you fill something up like a cup and pour it into the dump truck and then dump it out and do it all over again - sounds complicated, I know, but it's very important business for a toddler):
We had something very interesting happen on Saturday. We were eating dinner and Matt was standing at the kitchen sink washing some dishes when he heard "snap, crackle, pop, rustle" and saw out the window a HUGE tree in our backyard falling down. It wasn't raining or windy, apparently it was just that tree's time to go. This thing was enormous and thankfully it went in the opposite direction of the house and fence, and into the woods taking several smaller trees down with it. By the looks of the stump, it was pretty dead and rotted:
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