On the move

Lane is on the move! Well, maybe not the way you are thinking as the boy is only 5 weeks old, but he now moves his arms and legs. If he is in a good mood or just plain content when we lay him down he will flail about with an almost smug look on his face. Apparently he likes the feel of being able to move...


Flailing about is not always conducive to good pictures though...

My boy

My boy is getting bigger, stronger and more alert... and he is only a month old! My, how children grow! Lane is starting to be a lot of fun as he is beginning to respond to his environment. He can see his mobile now and has times when he is perfectly content to lie in his crib and listen to the music while watching it move. He likes to be talked to and can recognize the voices of his mom and dad.

Sleeping can be cute!

Right now, we take sleep whenever we can, however we can... and sometimes it is just too darn cute! I offer the following pictures as proof.

Fortunately Lane is settling into a bit of a routine (helped along by the fact that he is getting older) so we are slowly becoming less sleep deprived.

Bath Time

I've had a few jabs pointed in my direction for the lack of pictures posted lately. My apologies. Can I use my baby as an excuse?? Please accept the next few posts as amends.

Three weeks after Lane was born the remnants of his umbilical cord finally fell off. We celebrated by giving him a bath. Actually, Jamie gave Lane his first bath and I just helped. Believe it or not, it seemed to be an enjoyable experience for Lane, even if it took place in the kitchen sink. He didn't mind the water, he didn't mind the washing, but he did mind being taken out of the water.

Our Sunday Afternoon

What do your Sunday afternoons look like? Lately ours have been pretty low key as once we have our Sunday afternoon nap, the rest of the day is pretty much shot. However, today was the exception. It started out great - Jamie, Lane and I checked out the local trade fair where we were able to sample some Nipawin wares, which included a decadent white chocolate cheesecake and pickled garlic tops. We also stopped at the local realty booth and perused the pages of properties for sale, dreaming that we would find our ideal acreage for our ideal price. It didn't happen, but we did find a property that looked promising. A 120 acre piece of land that was only 5 miles out of town. On our way home, with our child sleeping in the back seat, we decided to go check out the aforementioned piece of property.

Have I mentioned that the snow just recently melted? And that it was white out when we woke up this morning? And that it was still snowing/raining when we left for church?

Well, we found what we thought was the gravel road that our promising piece of property was located on. The gravel road quickly turned into a mud road. Yep, MUD ROAD. Have I mentioned that we own a two-wheel drive Dodge Grand Caravan? A great family vehicle for the long highway trips we make to see family and friends. Not so great for mud roads. Even worse for trying to turn around on a mud road. But the field adjacent to the mud road looked dry so my husband decided to turn around in the field. Not a bad idea... unless the field is just as muddy as the road. Which this field was. Do I need to say anymore?

To add to the adventure, we had no cell phone and nothing to improve traction. We did have our 3 week old baby along with us. Oh, and the closest farm was at least 2 miles back down the road.

It was a lovely walk. The sun was shining, a slight breeze kept us from overheating and the smell of cow manure kept us pointed in the right direction.

By the time we got to where the mud ended and the gravel began again we could just make out our red van; by the time we got to the farm we couldn't see our van anymore, let alone what colour it was. We arrived just as the farmer was finishing feeding his Holstein cattle. After hollering back and forth with him across the farmyard, it was determined that a) he was somewhat surprised that we had walked all the way back to his farm as most people that got stuck out there had his phone number and would just call him; b) he couldn't imagine carrying a baby while walking such a distance; and c) he would help us get our van out.

It took the farmer's loader to pull us out of the muddy field and even it had trouble maneuvering in the "dry" field.

Perhaps I should have titled this post "Husband goes 4x4-ing with VAN; wear proper shoes".

Either way you may be wondering about the piece of property that started this whole adventure. It turns out that we weren't even on the right road. Maybe we'll find it another day.

2 weeks old!

My baby is two weeks old! Time sure flies while you are having fun... or at least while you are busy changing diapers, feeding a baby and trying to get some sleep. Life is definitely different since this little guy showed up. We have our frustrated, stressed out moments and then we have moments that make all the frustrations worth it. Lane has the most expressive face I have ever seen, although I may be slightly biased. We are not always sure what he is trying to convey with his facial expressions but we certainly find it entertaining to watch his face go through various contortions.