First week with Pete

Two days old.

Selah at three days old (for comparison)

Petros "Pete" Avaran Mathis

Announcing the birth of Petros "Pete" Avaran Mathis.  Born at 11:42 pm on June 23, 2012.  8 lbs 6 oz.  20.5 inches.

Finally, a big sister and a little brother.

Last picture as a family of three!

We called Grandma at about 12:00 to wake Selah up and head up to the delivery room to meet her new brother.  She held him and kissed him a million times.

 

Grandma's in town, and it's Selah's fourth birthday...and no baby yet

New bike, she has to get used to pedals

Making birthday cake (zucchini with cream cheese frosting)

At gymnastics

Our best friends threw Selah a surprise party on Tuesday night!

This is the first picture of all of us with kids... so different!

No nonsense

After singing Selah Castle in the Clouds for a bedtime song:

Selah: God lives in the clouds.

Lisa: God most likely wouldn't live in the clouds.  Clouds are moisture in the air.  It's fun to imagine walking in the clouds, though.  We don't know where God lives.   He made the clouds and the world, but he doesn't live in it.  (And then I tried to philosophize using her doll house and a toy maker as examples, and all that)...

Selah: Yeah, but the world is the world, and a doll house is a doll house... (pause)... and play dough is play dough.

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Selah has been very vigilant about whether I'm in labor or not, and when we'll go to the hospital, and when we'll pick Grandma up, and how it will all work out logistically.  So, at a restaurant tonight, out with the Shapiro's:

Selah tapped me on the shoulder and leaned in, whispering: Mom, are you having contractions?

Lisa: Not at the moment.

Selah:  Well, if you get into labor, just tap Dad on the shoulder, or me, and just whisper to us that you got into labor.

I guess at that point we would tip-toe out of the restaurant and hope no one noticed.

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Selah, having an imaginary conversation between two people, possibly represented by her hands as they tapped on the piano cover:

Imaginary person #1: There's P90X and Tai Chi.
Imaginary person #2: Hmm, Tai Chi.
Imaginary person #1: No mom, P90X is the best.
Imaginary person #2: No. Tai Chi is the best.

It doesn't make sense to me, but I thought it was a funny topic for her to be processing out loud.

A Silly Story Combo

Told this story to herself while walking around the house April 21, 2012:

Once there was a boy named Goliath and a boy named David.

David got out of the mouth of Goliath.

And another giant came and ate Boris.

And a next giant came and ate Amos.

And Amos and Boris and everyone got eaten up.

Except David, he was the son of God