"Honey, ya don't got boobs!"

so I was up with Tayvlee changing her diaper when Ryan wakes up and asks if he can help out. He's obviously half asleep, and I'm already adjusted to doing the night thing on my own, so I tell him no thankyou. (I can tell he feels guilty for not helping out in the night shift).

Then, the next night I am nursing her, when he wakes up and asks, "Can I do that for you, babe?" Uh, Honey, you dont have boobs, I'll take care of this myself. Well at least he is willing to be a hands on dad.




But Ryan can be very helpful with the Big Sister. So he spent a lot of the first two weeks entertaining Kennedee. He took her on a hike with her cousin Braden. They got hot and took off their shirts.

They also went skateboarding down the hill. K even went stomach down, head first. Little dare devil.

So far we are adjusting well to the new baby. I am feeling good, however I am hoping I will not have to have my doctor fix my incision. I have a small infection and will spare you the details, but hopefully a week of antibiotics will help the incision heel on it's own.