August Update

We are dreadfully behind in our blog posts. Here is Eleanor at her birthday party. We had a few friends and Grandma there. And "Melmo" (in cupcake form)--that was July 15th!Then, our friend Whit came home for Dan and Jenn Hammill's wedding. Since he and the kids were looking so good, we snapped their picture. It was a lovely wedding and we enjoyed all the effort made on the children's' behalf.

"Hey Mom! I love swings!" Here is a cute one of baby Jack (who is now 24 pounds and 8 months old). Who has now said Mama and Dada and is starting to sing. He also had a brilliant moment at the tambourine the other day where he picked up my hand to bang on the drum. Smart kid!And then, for ten days we were in Oregon. Visiting family and taking full advantage of Grandma watching her grand-kiddos, we met up with lots of friends. Here we are at the Wehage Family Camp out at South Beach State Park. These particular pictures are when Geoff and I took Nora Kate to see the tide pools when the tide was out.



It was so nice to see family. We had lots of campsite visitors and played BINGO (missed the big one by 1 number!!) and hung out with my brothers girlfriend Patience and their baby Dosha. It was a nice time and I think we are going to end up alternating years in Oregon with years in Canada with the Pollocks. Ah, camping, even in a yurt, it was fun.

Jackie Boo

I thought we better do a Jackson update as Eleanor has been getting all the "press" recently. Jack has been a happy growing boy and continues to talk more and more. He loves his sister and lights up whenever she enters the room/car. Nora has gotten very good at making him giggle which puts everyone in a good mood.

He has started eating "real" food despite the fact he doesn't have any teeth yet. The way he gnaws and drools on everything we thought his teeth were coming months ago. He likes cereal (above) and fruit, but isn't sure about veggies yet.

He still isn't moving much, although will cover some ground in a sitting position. When in the crawling position he can't move himself, it got to be tough with the fat . . .er big bones, and he gets frustrated. It shouldn't be too long til he gets moving and our lives completely change (again).