Sara’s 9 month stats

Sara is still a tall girl, big shocker, I know.

 

Most people who see her think she is over a year old, maybe 15-18mo.  But, why isn’t she walking yet, they ask?

Well, because she’s only 9 months old I say!

 

30.25 inches – >100th %  - off the charts

19 pounds – 52nd %

Shoe size 5 (I think)

6 teeth

crawling everywhere, up a few stairs now.

Can pull up to standing

Clothing size 18mo

Hair color – beautiful light red

Favorite food: anything she can pick up herself (cheerios, string cheese, squash pieces, peas) and chunky/soft soups

 

 

Oodles and oodles of love from her big brother, who just this morning said “I think I want to keep you, ‘cause I love you so much Baby Sister”

 

 

 

 

Skiing with Alex!!!

Lance took Alex skiing for the first time today – so much fun! 

 

It just happened to be (already) planned on a day that school was closed due to the snow – so good all around!  Lance and Alex used the rope tow with Lance holding Alex and holding the rope tow to pull them up the small hill.  Then he pointed Alex’s skis down the hill and held him and let him go.  He said it took a couple of times to get the hang of it, and to not lean back too much, but he got it and loved it!

 

At about 2pm, I got a call at work saying they were having a blast and were still going strong (I was betting they would be done in about 45 minutes after being up there). 

 

They stopped in Sultan to get a burger on the way home and relaxed their sore muscles in the hot tub. 

 

I think Lance is more tired than Alex! 

 

So tired

After a weekend of wrestling, kids, grandparents, not sleeping as much as we should, birthday party, wiggle worms, grocery shopping, laundry, all all the rest – we are tired.  Lance is tired, I am tired.

 

T.I.R.E.D.

 

Sara is sleeping horribly lately.   Like, flopping her self around and moaning and groaning, and generally being a fantastic sleep-disturber.  I thought it might be an ear infection, but no (after waiting about almost 2 hours at the doctors this weekend), it’s not.  It’s probably teething, or developmental (she is crawling and now up stairs, too), or lack of me teaching her to sleep by herself by now, or whatever.

 

I am so tired, I am beat!  I wake up (I mean “wake up” by meaning that I don’t want to get up, but Lance has already had both kids downstairs for 2 hours) in the morning and feel physically sick to my stomach I am so tired.  I remember this feeling when Alex was going through all his ear infections, how extremely tired you can get.  I’m going to bed early tonight.  Early.

 

The even tougher part is that Lance is beat too.  Alex isn’t sleeping well either and so we’re both having to get up multiple times a night to get our children back to sleep. 

 

Ding, ding, ding – and we have a winner – Sara ‘The teething Baby’ Torgesen and Alex ‘the transitioning napper’ Torgesen. 

 

Mommy & Daddy have pulled out the white flag!