Sunday, October 17, 2010
My son and daughter-in-law are the proud parents of the latest addition to their family. That's him up there at five days old watching the "chipmunk movie" with his big sister Ava. His name is Lucas and he weighed 9 pounds and was 22 inches long. Three year old Ava is in love and cannot stop saying, "Momma, he's so cute!"
After his first sponge bath in Ava's presence, Ava's mom mentioned that she wished she had a hairbrush to brush Lucas' hair. Ava said, "We have one, mom." Jamie said, "Yes, but we need a baby hairbrush." Ava got off the bed, went to Lucas' room, we heard the opening and closing of a cabinet door, then Ava came back into the room with an unopened package containing a baby hairbrush and comb. Jamie had forgotten they bought it. Such a good big sister.
During Lucas' birth (he was a planned home birth), Ava spent the day with me. She also spent a lot of the next four days with me including a few slumber parties with grandma. Here are a few Ava-isms from the weekend:
"Grandma, you need to buy a back yard." (I live in a townhouse)
"Grandma, who makes it dark? God or Jesus?"
"Where did you get this purse, Grandma?"
"Aunt Kim gave it to me."
"Did you tell her thank you?"
"Ava, grandma doesn't have any Butt Paste here for your bottom." (That would be Boudreaux' Butt Paste for those of you who don't know. It's a southern version of Desitin. Ava had a little rash on her heinie.)
"You need to put it on your list. Also, a Mickey Mouse sippy cup for me."
Ava singing her ABCs before (actually, during) bedtime...
I have one last Ava story (soon, there will be lots of Lucas stories). While Jamie and I were talking the other night, Ava was playing in front of the television. She looked up at the television, then looked at Jamie and said, "Momma, that man looks like one of my daddies."
Jamie said, "What do you mean 'one of your daddies?' You only have one daddy."
"He looks like one of my daddies!" Ava repeated.
"You only have one daddy, Ava," Jamie said.
"I know," said Ava.
"He looks like your daddy?" Jamie asked.
Ava looked at Jamie as if to say, "Isn't that what I've been saying all along?" and said, "Yeah."
Ava went back to playing with her baby dolls and I imagined her thinking, "Geez. Grown-ups."