Saturday was a long night! Two of the high school softball teams we cover advanced to the state tournament in Austin. The first school lost after 11 innings in the final, which pushed the second game to 9 p.m. That one was halted because of lightning, but resumed and went 15 innings – ending at 1:35 a.m. I got the photos and stories after 2 a.m., and it was 3:45 a.m. before I got home. Blasted!
So Sunday was a day of recovery rather than Godly worship, and on Monday the Petite Filet worked a half-day and we went to my parents' house to see my sister, her husband (back for two weeks from Iraq), our nephew and our new little nephew. It was a nice visit. Mr. Sister brought back a video he shot of his surroundings, including the service center where he and fellow reservists repaired humvees and tanks and whatnot. Part of the video was shot during a tour of one of Saddam Hussein's palaces and was quite amazing. It showed us a side of Iraq we hadn't seen before. He leaves for Baghdad on Saturday, and is supposed to return home (for good) by November or December.
Of course, I wouldn't leave you without a photo of the new baby ...
This is the PF holding our two-week-old 'phew while the Cutlet kisses him on the forehead. A Kodak moment for sure, except it was shot by a Canon digital.
With this new baby, and several other friends of ours either with newly minted people or about to pop, you might think we've gotten the itch to have another one. It could happen, and I certainly don't discount the wonderfulness of having two children. But what seeing someone else's baby does for us is make us want to spend time with the one we have, our very own little Cutlet. Like I've mentioned before, though, having an only child isn't the evil some make it out to be. My son is already a smart, fun, healthy, well-adjusted 2 and 1/2-year-old who has been taking swim lessons for more than a year, knows how to count to 20, knows his colors, knows how to work a stereo (including switching out CDs and tuning the radio), knows the alphabet and – I'm serious about this – says "thank you" unprompted. Pardon us for getting it right the first time.
And yet another Cutlet (or Cutlette) could be in our future. It's not all up to us.
*It's "baby bliss" because we get to hold the kiddo and are not expected to ever ever change a diaper. Being an aunt or uncle is like being a grandparent, except you're younger and can usually run faster.
Great pictures. Thanks. I just love holding other people's babies. It reminds me of when I held my own two. Both excellent children, I must admit.
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Being an only child isn't evil. I'm an only child & I turned out OK - not that you can tell by the language I use in my blog.
I think Cutlet and Boogie would get along great. They are so much alike. She also says thank-you unprompted, and very often, says you're welcome, even if someone hasn't said thank you and should have! :)
What a cute baby! My bf is an only child and says he'd be happy with just one. But I am so close to my sister; I'd love to have more than one so my children can know the joys of having siblings. But as you say, it's up to God, not us!
Seeing the Cutlet next to such a tiny baby makes him look like such a little man!
I'm an only child, too. And I'm pretty sure Punkin is going to be one. I've seen too many second children turn out to be the anti-christ (my brother in law is a good example). And I feel too old to bother with all-night feedings and diaper changes.