valentine’s day weekend

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DSC06586^^we started valentine’s day off with sprinkle pancakes. i suppose they probably should have been pink or red or heart-shaped, but sprinkles seemed festive and fun! and of course delicious. it was pretty much dessert for breakfast which made willa’s morning. mine too, actually.^^

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DSC06598^^dan and i went to brunch at argyll whisky beer. we don’t typically plan much for valentine’s day, but a month or so back i decided that by february we’d probably be ready for our first (non-family) babysitter, so i made a brunch reservation, and told dan the surprise plans on friday night. we were so excited to get out on our own for a couple hours, and argyll was a great spot. their menu and vibe had british flair, the servers were wearing flannel, and everything was delicious.^^

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DSC06627^^in the afternoon, we needed to run an errand on south pearl street, and while we were down there willa announced that she wanted pizza for “snack.” sexy pizza was nearby, so even though it was only 4:30, we decided to go in for a family valentine’s day dinner. willa ate more pizza than she ever has before – almost 3 pieces! she got very mad when we tried to cut them up or in half. “i want the whole piece!”^^

DSC06630^^willa was thrilled to get a valentine’s day balloon from her babysitter, and after that she was throwing a lot of “parties” in her play corner. here’s cameron, attending one such party with her balloon around his wrist. i love it once they reach the bumbo phase and can sit up and be a part of things!^^

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it goes so fast

Cameron is three months old.

It goes by so fast. 

A truer phrase was never said.

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He is wonderful. My heart swells with love for him. “They” say there’s something about the second child. The second time around you are able to appreciate things in a way you couldn’t with the first. I worry a bit less. I find myself cherishing little moments. And knowing that the “bad” won’t last long. He’s so sweet. He’s so little. He needs us so much. We need him.

He is fantastic in so many ways. He sleeps. Oh my gosh he sleeps. Knock on wood. He sleeps as my first child did not. He naps in his crib! Several times a day. He can be put down awake. What!? 

But you know what he doesn’t do? Take a bottle. Nope. He won’t have it. I can’t say I’ve had to endure it firsthand, because obviously when I’m around things go a different way. But he is fierce in his resistance. We thought Willa refused the bottle, but turns out what she did was just mildly show us that she didn’t really like it that much. She drank from it. Cameron? Nope. He did for a few weeks, but not anymore.

I’m not happy about it. We’re still trying. But if it doesn’t work, it’s ok. It won’t be an issue for that long. In the blink of an eye he’s going to be a toddler. Running away from me instead of clinging to my shoulder.

Three months. Can’t wait for more.