sandbox

We made our own sandboxes today: two laundry baskets, a bag of peas, a bag of lentils, and two babies that thought it sounded like a great idea.

"Hey babies! Do you want to play in a sandbox?"




More peas, please!


Eliot in Lentil Land.


Owen trying to escape. (Where does he think he'll have more fun than a makeshift sandbox?)

family pics

My good friend, Nadine, took some beautiful photos of our family last week. I couldn't pick just one to share, so here are a few of my favorites . . .

teeth!

After MANY weeks of drooling, chewing, and crying, Owen has finally cut his first two teeth. (Eliot has cut one bottom tooth so far, but it's too tiny to capture in a picture.)

Too much spit to see them clearly . . .


Nope. That's your thumb, Owie.


There they are! Two bottom baby teeth for the O-man.

to suck, or not to suck

As most of you know, Eliot lost her suck reflex a couple of months ago. No pacifier, no bottle, nothing. This led us to give up the bottle for good, get a g-tube, and move on to eating solids and drinking from a cup (both of which she has done very, VERY slowly).

It is important for Eliot to put all kinds of things in her mouth to continue to stimulate her tongue, cheeks, and palate. We work with her constantly throughout the day with different toys and textures, so that when her acid reflux subsides, and she begins to enjoy the cup and solid food, she has the oral-motor capability to progress quickly.

This is how I found Elie Mak this morning. It is not exactly what Mike and I had in mind when we encouraged her to explore with her mouth.



That thing she is biting down on? That's her g-tube. Niiiiccce.