Fall is here!

Well we've had a busy and newsy start to our fall. Perhaps I'll just give you a summary in list form (pics will follow in reverse order):

1) We had Ty's family over for Labor Day brunch. A good relaxing day, even if the weather was meh.

2) We've had a big round of doctor's appointments. The Preacher and I are

finally getting around to getting a regular doc to give us a once over each year. Wes had his 4 month appointment (3 weeks late...). Wessy Woo was 27 inch long (94%ile), 18 lbs 10 oz (93%ile), and had a 17 1/4 inch noggin (79%ile). Our little beefcake. Greta has had 2 follow up appointments...one with an eye dr, one with an immunologist. So far everything with her health is checking out great. We continue to watch carefully and be grateful for our healthy family.

3) Greta transitioned from daycare with our beloved Joannie to preschool this week. We are 2 days into preschool and all is well. Gboo misses Joannie & her friends at daycare, but likes the independence and fun of something new too. It thrilled the Preacher and I to see her walk through those doors...we felt tears of gratitude that we were able to see this 1st day at school.

4) Wes has rolled over several times and is on the verge of sitting up by himself. Wes is a drooling machine and puts everything in his mouth which makes us think he's beginning to teethe too. Our next update should have some pics of him trying solid food for the first time too...that's on the horizon! He's still not a great sleeper, but we're trying to pick our nights to start working on that too. Here's to hoping that we might actually get a real night's sleep by October! G loves Wes and he adores her. Good thing, because she's always doing things like making make-shift tents for his camping expeditions....

5) G&W's parents are pooped. We are uber busy at work, as is typical around Rally Sunday. It is all good stuff, but we are looking forward to a quiet weekend....someday!

6) We celebrated my 36th birthday today. While not "eventful"- it was happy in a glad to be right where I am kind of way. I must admit...35 felt like I was firmly planted in my 30s...36 feels like I'm on that slippery slope to 40. Ah well. It's better than the alternative, as my dad often says!

Happy Ides of September! Enjoy these cute shots of our darlings.