Grandpa

Our cars have been being dumb lately. We think the starter is going out on our Durango so Nate's dad was trying to take it off. Kelton decided to help. He loves trying to help whenever the tools come out.

And here's more fun with Grandpa--Four generations of Webb boys.

Damon meets Jade

The other day, we went to my sister Melanie's house. We got to see each other's babies in person for the first time. It was lots of fun.

It's crazy to see the difference just 4 weeks makes in the size of a new baby. (although, Damon started out bigger to begin with.) Damon is still not that old/big, but little Jade makes him look like a monster in this first picture.

Poor Jade felt like she was being tortured while we were trying to take some pictures. Crying babies are cute though. Sad, but cute. I like this picture because it looks like the two of them are holding hands.

I thought these pictures were cute too. And it looks like Jade is singing. :)

5 weeks

Damon is 5 weeks old now. I really don't know what has happened to the last 5 weeks--they have just flown by. Damon is still a pretty good baby, when gas isn't causing him issues. All of a sudden he is starting to get big, and chubby. I dont' know exactly how much he weighs, but he was 10 pounds at his last doctor's visit and that was when he was only 2 or 3 weeks old. He is noticeably bigger now--probably at least another pound. We heard him "talk" for the first time yesterday and he is right on the verge of trying to smile. When I talk to him, his face will light up like he is about to smile.

I was telling my little sister that she needed to post more pictures of her new baby on her blog. Well, she then told me the same thing. I didn't realize it had been 3 weeks since I had posted pictures of Damon. So I took some this morning. I'm basically posting everything because I didn't feel like deciding which ones I liked the best. As you can see, he still has all of his hair, and it has gotten longer. It has earned him the nickname "little fuzzy head" or "fuzzball." It would be great if if didn't fall out...here's to hoping.

Would you ever guess that these two are brothers? They look nothing alike. Actually, none of my kids look alike. I liked this picture though. I was just trying to get a picture of Damon when Kelton showed up. He's such a ham sometimes. Can you tell that he knows he's not supposed to be in this picture? (notice that Kelton's front tooth has come back down and everything is looking good with it.)

Here's Natalie playing with Damon. My 5 year old and my 5 week old.

Natalie took this picture. I cropped it in (which is code for, I cropped myself out. :) ) It can be handy to have another photographer around when Nate's not here.

My baby is 5!

My little baby girl turned 5 years old today. I can't believe it. I can't believe how big she is, and I also can't believe that I have a five year old. Crazier yet is that that five year old will start school in just a little over two months. But that is a post for another time...

Natalie was, of course, very excited about her birthday. My sister-in-law had made this cake (but in pink) for her daughter and I knew Natalie would love this princess castle cake. So while I can take credit for actually making this cake, I can't take credit for coming up with the idea for the cake itself. (My sister-in-law is amazing and I'm pretty sure she can make anything in cake form.) And in case you are wondering... yes, this cake took a rediculous amount of time to make. Natalie is funny though because I asked her a few days before making the cake what flavor she was wanting the cake to be. I asked her if she wanted it to be white or chocolate. She knew what I meant, but she answered, "mom, I want it to be blue." Blue is her very favorite color and she wanted to make sure I knew that her cake had to be blue. Like I would have dared make it any other color.

For the very first time, we did a birthday party with friends. We had the party this past Saturday. Here is Natalie with her cake at the park where we had the party. She had eight (plus one more very late comer) friends come to the party. She had so much fun playing games, eating hot dogs, and opening presents from her friends.

Natalie got to open her presents from us this morning, on her actual birthday. We woke her up (she was already awake and just waiting for us) singing happy birthday and then she got her presents. I put this first picture on because I don't think I have ever seen her hair this crazy in the morning.

The next series of pictures have a funny story. Due to the odd shape of the present, I wrapped it in a box. A diaper box to be exact. When Natalie tore off the wrapping paper and saw the box, she started making all kinds of faces. Then she said, "I didn't want this." It took us a little while to convince her that we weren't giving her diapers and to just look inside the box. It was pretty funny.

You can see in this picture that she can't quite figure out what to do or think. She wouldn't even finish unwrapping it.

Now she finally sees that we did not give her diapers and is very excited by her present. (It is a bubble bucket--one of those that is spill proof, so she can blow bubbles without making a mess. Just in case you were wondering. It would be driving me crazy if I didn't know what was actually in the box.)

Here is Natalie's fun present. She got a new bike from all of her grandparents. She had very much outgrown her old one. She loves this one and had fun riding it around the "inch" (aka, block. Don't ask. I have no idea.) Happy birthday Natalie!

Law School Graduation!

After three years of law school, Nate is finally done! He graduated last Saturday from the U of A James E. Rogers College of Law, earning a Juris Doctorate Degree (that just sounds cooler that plain old law degree). It seems like he's been in school forever, yet it seems kind of crazy that he is finished. I am so proud of all of his hard work to get to this point and earn a law degree. We had some family come to celebrate with us--both sets of our parents, my brother Rob, his wife Tina, Bryce, and Nate's brother Tyler and his wife Jen, and his brother Brent, his wife Suzie, and Brianne. It was a lot of fun to have everyone there. So now, Nate gets a week off before he goes back to class all day long to study for the bar, which will be at the end of July. So he's done, but not really. :) Congratulations Nate! I am so proud of you.

What kind of bed do you have?

Lately my kids have been driving me a little crazy at bedtime. Kelton has recently decided that once we put him to bed, he doesn't have to stay there. He will come out into the hall or play with toys. As soon as we get up to get him, he goes running back to his bed, only to stay there until we sit back down. Now he has decided that he wants to sleep in Natalie's room in the bottom of her bunk bed. So we let him, but tell him if he gets up that we are going to make him go back to his own bed. Which is always what ends up happening. So tonight we put him to bed in Natalie's room with her. I gave them both lots of warnings about just going to sleep and not talking and playing. A few minutes later, Kelton is in the hallway, peeking out at us. So I got up and took him to his own room. A few more minutes go by and I realize that he has snuck back out of bed and gone back into Natalie's room. I can hear them talking and playing and making each other laugh. I was about to go get him when Natalie comes running out.

"Mom, Kelton is back in my punk bed!"

Me: "What kind of bed do you have?"

Natalie: "A punk bed."

Why yes, Natalie. Yes, you do.

I then sent my two little punks back to their own respective beds.

Damon's story and more pictures

So here are the basics of Damon's birth story. At 38 weeks, I was at 4 cm and 80% and the doctor stripped the membranes and basically told me that I would have a baby in the next few days. (Kelton arrived all on his own at 38 weeks--2 weeks early--so I was kind of expecting the same thing this time.) After waiting very impatiently, I still had no baby at 39 weeks and one day. I had an appointment that day and asked my doctor if she could just send me over to the hospital to be induced. She said yes, and I headed over to the hospital. When they checked me at the hospital, I was at 5 cm and still not in labor. Crazy. So, they got the pitocin started at 1:00 pm and Damon was born at 7:43 pm. Everything went well and pretty much exactly like all of my other deliveries. Except for one thing. For the first time ever, I had the epidural not work perfectly. Before I have felt absolutely nothing. This time it was pretty much like that until the last 45 minutes or so, as Damon's head came down and it was time to push. That's when, for some reason, the epidural decided to pretty much stop working on my right side. (I'm sure it was still doing something, but it didn't really feel like it.) I could feel a lot of pain in the front and the back. For the first time ever I think I truly appreciated the fact that I only have to push a couple of times to deliver the baby.

Damon is two weeks old today. I took him to the doctor and he now weighs 9 lbs. He is the sweetest, most good natured baby (which I really needed because my sweet, good natured 2 year old is sometimes very much...well...not). He never cries, except for when I don't start feeding him fast enough. When he is awake, he just looks around and takes everything in. He does well at night too. If I time his last feeding right, he only wakes up twice to eat and sleeps the rest of the time. Damon is just the cutest little thing and we all love having him around. Here are a few more pictures.

These are a few of my favorite pictures of Natalie and Kelton with Damon. I say this all the time to Nate, but I just can't believe I have 3 kids. It seems like so much more than just 2.

I took these pictures today, so this is currently what Damon looks like. He is such a cute, handsome little boy--even in his pink swing.