The Pecks and the Sloan arrived on Thursday night! Yay!


But seriously, we'll do a real post soon. Seriously.

She and Hosea and I went for a walk in the Meadows today.\


All four of us went to Ikea. We got a Christmas tree and some meatballs and a billion candles.


That is all.

****Pictures of Hosea at the end****


Man, the last few weeks have been rough over here at Casa Price. I just finished finals on Friday, which went... meh. One went well, one went so-so, one went just terribly, and two went hilariously wrong. Oh, well. Resits, anyone?

Matt went pretty much off the deep end trying to help me study and keep Hosea alive, so our house is pretty much a wreck right now. Kayla's going to have her hands full! She gets here tomorrow and I could NOT be more excited. Yay!

In the midst of all this, Hosea turned 3 months! It's pretty weird/crazy/awesome that we've actually managed to keep him alive this long. He's doing pretty well, but it's been a little hard again these past two weeks. He had been eating really well (on both the bottle and the breast), but all of a sudden he's gotten really fussy breastfeeding. As a result, he's eating less, so he's growing much slower than he had been (as in, he moved from the 97th percentile to the 50th in one month). So we're just kinda holding out to see if he moves past his fussy stage or if we need to wean him.

Anyway, enough talking. Here's some pictures of the wee monster:

Um, so he's still a little small to be riding our shoulders, but he really likes wrapping his hands in Matt's hair, so it's all good.


He also likes "reading" his Safari Friends book. Especially the hippo and the zebra.



After seemingly mastering the art of rolling from prone to supine, he had stopped doing it. He's like, "guys, I am SO over this."


He has become enamored with going for walks/coffee house trips in the pram (stroller), which we do by wrapping him up in this fleecy hand-me-down from Rob and Emma. We call him the starfish when he's in it, for obvious reasons.


And here's the little starfish snoozing after a hard afternoon charming the waitress at Double Dutch, our favourite cafe.


Sorry for the extreme lack of content on my part recently. Just haven't felt like I've had anything to say that isn't "brain...melting...Paracetamoxyfrusebendroneomycin......"

(if you click that link, you might be mildly offended. Same goes for this link.)

All I want for Christmas is Pleo.

Well, this is it, the final sprint to the end of the year. Jeni has the week off of classes and is studying like mad for exams next week. I'm doing my best to keep Hosea off her hands, but our little guy is going through a growth spurt so while last week he was plenty happy to sit next to us in his bouncy chair entertaining himself for a good part of the day, this week he's gone back to being super grouchy and needing constant hands on attention. He also wants to eat every hour and a half, so Jeni's studying is interrupted pretty regularly. (On that note, Hosea's being almost entirely breastfed now. I'm giving him at least one bottle a day of expressed breast milk just to keep him accustomed to taking a bottle. We could go entirely without bottles when Jeni's home though since breastfeeding is going so well. For proof just look at the last post.)

The upside of the growth spurt is that Hosea can do so much more physically than he could even last week! He loves his hands; he's grabbing at stuff and playing with stuff all the time. He's also started doing this: (warning, nakay babay ahead!)