Brooke Week 8

Here is Brooke at 8 Weeks Old.

Last Saturday Scott played in a softball tournament. We watched the first game (which they lost) and part of the second game (which they won). His team then went on to play 3 more games that afternoon. 5 games of softball in one day, in 95 degree heat no less! Needless to say Scott was exhausted when he came home. Yet, by winning 4 games, they qualified for the playoffs on Sunday. However, I think everyone was so tired that the bats just weren't swinging as hard as the competition, so they headed home after one game.

A couple weeks ago we retired Brooke's newborn onesies as she had outgrown them. Now when I see them packed away in the dresser drawer it makes me sad that she'll never be that small again...the next 20 years will be interesting if I'm already getting "sappy" seeing her grow out of her newborn clothes...

Lastly, this week Brooke went in for her 2 Months Well Check and immunizations (a week early). At 7.75 weeks old, she is 10 pounds 5 ounces and doing well from the Doc's perspective.

Brooke's Week 7: Happy Birthday to Dad!

Here is Brooke at 7 weeks old.

This week we went on a field trip to Scott's office. Brooke thought it would be nice to bring him lunch on his birthday. She even did a little work for him while in the office. I guess she thought he was behind in his emails and spreadsheets.
Later that day we celebrated his birthday at home. Brooke grilled up some steaks, baked a cake, and sang the family birthday song to him.

In other events this week, Brooke managed to pee, poop and spit up on Mom all in 24 hours (3 different incidents while Mom was holding her). Ah, motherhood is so glamorous.

We also ventured out for our first meal in a restaurant with Brooke. We drove into the parking lot at the first restaurant and quickly nixed it -- there was obviously a long wait with people milling around outside the door. Waiting wasn't in the cards for us. We went to a "faster" option, and she did well; even fell asleep while we ate. (Mom was "dreading" the trip as Brooke hadn't slept much that day so I was fearing the worst)

Other shots from the week...snoozing in Mom's lap, A test in black & white. I wonder if this is how Maddie sees Brooke?
Here's a parting smile from Brooke in her pj's getting ready for bed.

Brooke Week 6

Here's Brooke at 6 weeks old. She was doing a little dancing in this week's shot.

Snoozing in Dad's lap.

One of our many tools to quiet her down, especially when we're trying to eat dinner, is to put her in the changing table of the pack & play. She "dances" around in there, poking her fists up to the ceiling. Cracks me up when all I can see her her little hands waving around.

This week she's earning her allowance by helping to fold the socks.

Maddie's not helping.

And lastly, a close-up for the week.

Brooke's week with Grandma Karen

As promised, here are some of Grandma Karen's pictures from her week taking care of Brooke while Jen was home with her own mom.

In terms of development, Brooke is smiling a lot more, starting "cooing" and much more active with her arms and legs. Oh, and her crying now includes tears, which makes it "harder" to bear when she's upset.

Brooke snoozing in her swing on Sunday, June 29.
Close up of Brooke. What's she "smiling" about?
Jen giving her a goodbye hug on Monday June 30. Brooke is 1 month old today.
Maddie taking charge and keeping watch over Brooke.
Scott and Maddie keeping Brooke busy.

Maddie always guarding...
...guarding even closer here.
The Chief (Grandpa Bob) giving Brooke a talk. I'm told the words of wisdom were confidential.
Lastly, Maddie's outside wanting to come into the A/C, where Cassie is nice and cool inside. (Cassie is Grandma & Grandpa's golden retriever).

Brooke Week 5

Brooke at 5 Weeks Old.
Jennifer was out of town this past week to help her mom recover from hip surgery. Brooke put Scott and Grandma Karen through the paces as they took care of her all week. They kept telling Jen that everything was going great so I guess she "behaved." Dad was probably a little tired at work after 3 nights of covering the 3am feedings. More stories to come when I pull up Grandma Karen's pictures.