As Nana has correctly pointed out, I have not posted any photos of Simon turning three months. Somehow the time has flown and he is indeed, 3 months old. Not quite sure how this happened, but it has. Simon now weighs in at a "healthy" 13lbs 13.5 oz. He really likes his food. I am fighting to get him onto eating every four hours rather than every three. Let's face it, it is not like he needs the extra. I am counting the days until we can give him rice cereal as I am sure this will help!! So above is our chunky monkey on his three month "birthday".
Simon is a cheerful chap who is very partial to attention. He's pretty good at entertaining himself either in his bouncy chair or on his play mat, but would much rather play on those things with someone watching him. He loves to smile, especially at his sister. He loves to watch Evie and Tori play. He is a big time talker. Simon makes a LOT of letter sounds and sounds like "ma" and has a distinct English accent. If you don't believe me, google it. You can tell where babies are from just by listening to their baby sounds :-) He likes to share a joke with whoever he might be talking to. He grabs mainly with his right hand, likes to chew his left hand, and hates dummies. I can almost persuade him to take one particular one if he is feeling especially amenable. Good boy goes to bed between 6-6:30pm and sleeps until 5am, when I wake him up. Sadly, Simon has the same skill as his sister in puking up. He is usually wearing a soggy bib and washable clothing is highly recommended if holding him!! He can still poo for England. And on that note, here are some photos.
Daddy, Evie and Simon at Panera on Mothers Day. Cuteness all around. Evie meets an Iguana in San Angelo. This is much cuter than the Burmese Python.
Evie in her favored long dress. Evie is not keen at all on the idea of wearing a school uniform in August. She asked for me to buy her the pink one. I think there is going to be even more trouble when I tell her they all have to wear the same shoes as well as the same dress and blouse! Auggie and I, however, are delighted by the prospect of having no early morning disagreements regarding Evie's wardrobe for the day. More worrying is how we will make Evie wear the required socks. I have never known someone hate socks quite so much!
This sums up Simon's opinion towards "tummy time". He HATES it. He is perfectly capable of lifting up his head but doesn't like to. He does, however, like to lift up his head while lying on his back.
A randomly placed three month photo. We had fun taking these.
While I was expecting Simon I found a website that sells cute vests saying "born to kick for England". Grandad kindly ordered one for me and they sent the "born to ruck for England" one instead. For any Americans watching, "ruck" is also something one would do in a rugby game. Anyway, that explains the vest. This manly message goes so well with his frilly bonnet don't you think? Simon's looking more like a second row than a kicker these days anyway.
And one final picture from our photo shoot. Sweet baby boy.
My maternity leave is over at the end of this week and poor Simon baby will be starting day care next week. I am certain I am more upset about it than he is. He is only 5 minutes walk from my office though so I can go and feed/cuddle him every day he is there :-).
And that's it for now. I will try not to be tardy with his 4 month post!




























Randomly placed photo of Evie getting ready to do some gardening. This was today - the day we came home. I think she's excited about Simon but a little disappointed that he doesn't do much. 







Evie with her flowers after the show. Very pleased with herself!
Evie



Since Evie's dairy problem presents us with something of a cake problem, I usually make her cakes. She had asked for a pink cake with lots of flowers on it. I think this just about fit the bill. I have a whole new respect for the strength my Grandad had to do lots of these cakes. I had "claw" hand by the end of it (should mention here that Auggie did offer to help but because I'm suborn I refused his help. Mistake). Anyway, Evie liked it and the cake didn't taste to bad either. And Auntie Jill, in case you were wondering, the ballerina on the cake is in fact the same one I used to have on my birthday cakes. I should also mention that there was a green jelly that Nana made. 










