Weekend update

This weekend was a good one for the SFB - and a quite eventful one. I don't have a ton of time to type, but just wanted to give some highlights and some updated pictures. Friday was a real treat because my aunt from Austin, my cousin's wife and daughter from Illinois, my grandmother, aunt and cousin from Tyler, and my parents were all at our house for lunch. Unfortunately, we aren't able to get together very often, so it was so nice to just be together for a few hours and chat. So girls, thank you all for making the trip to Arlington - it was such a blessing to Ethan, Rachel and me.



Then on Saturday, 3 of our friends from our old Dallas group came over to bring some meals and a great box of goodies for Rachel. Girls, thank you SO much for making the trip here to meet our Rachel. I miss you so much and it meant the world to me to have you here. The picture to the right is our dear friend Rachel Evans with our Rachel - Rachel, we hope our little girl grows up to be just like you! Sonal, looking forward to making a trip to Allen soon to meet your newest little one.



And Ethan and Rachel are both doing great. Clay and I are perfecting the tag team approach to caring for a screaming baby at night. I don't know if she's colicky, just really gassy, or if she just feels like crying at night, but unfortunately it's gotten worse. The good news is that the second time around you know how quickly the time goes by and that there really is an end in sight. I'll be sure and read this to myself around midnight tonight. But I do feel like we're getting into a little bit of a good routine during the day, and Ethan has been a champ. We had a rough few days there, but I guess he realizes that this is our new life and our new family and it's not going to change. He actually has been cracking us up lately. He does things like put Rachel's pacifer in his mouth, climb in her crib and pretend like he's crying, and walk around in his underwear and gloves (in case you're wondering, he's not potty trained - we're just practicing with the underwear). This morning he got me a blanket and told me to lay down on the couch so he could sing me to sleep. And he's started walking around the house making up songs. And this weekend he pointed out an 'S' in the word trains and said that it looked like a '5.' I wasn't sure that he knew what an 'S' looked like, and I certainly didn't know that he could recognize a 5. I guess sticker books and Mickey Mouse Clubhouse really does teach him things!